Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1904-08-02

spanker. Miss Wilton, with Chloe, ne
black maid. behind her chair, was SIT
ting near the break Of the poop deck
looking forward surrounded BY severa
lieutenants. DfsbOrough being at he
right hand, OF .ourse, feeling and look
ing unusually gloomy and mOrose. On
or two Of The oldest and bOldest mid
shipmen were also lingering on tn
outskirts Of the group, as near to thei
divinity as they dared come in tn
presence Of their superior officers. Th'
conversation. happening to turn, as l
frequently did, upon the subject Of tn
present war between England and th'
colonies engaged in rebellion agains
the paternal power, was unusually ami
mated.
sail how hoated down from th'
foremast head at this moment, and thu
idle ship awOke again.
where away?'
Fright ahead. sir"
Holmes and Beauchamp walked for
ward to get look at the stranger, ant
the captain and the colonel stepped
across the weather side Of the deck
Chloe was sent below to procure
wrap for her mistress, and Katharine
was left alone for few nom ants will
Desborough. 1t was his first oppor
tunity.
"nave you no curiosity as to the sal
reported. Lieutenant Desborough"
NO. Mistress Katharine, none what
ever. | take no interest in anything
but you. No, please don't go now,' hc
went On in humble entreaty. Il wisl
TO speak to you moment. When you
came aboard hoped to see you often
10 be with you alone-to win you
His voice sank to passionate whisper
MY lord, my lord. it were best to &c
no further" she interrupted gravely
"'Tis no use: you remember"
Yes. yes. ! remember everything
everything about you, that is. shut
my eyes and feel the soft touch OF your
cool hand OH my fevered head again as
when | had that bullet in my breast
oh, ii thrills me, maddens me. Id he
wounded so again could but feel those
hands once more! Listen 10 me. You
must listen. 1t cannot hurt you IL
hear me. and | am sure one Of the 9th
ers will he back in moment. You are
never alone" he said, OBTAINING her al
most forcibly. Il love you. You must
know that do. What is that land. OF
any land, beside my love! You are my
country! | can give you lands. title
rank, luxury Be pitiful to me, Mis-
tress Katharine. What can | do OF
say or promise? You shall grace the
court Of the king and be at the same
time queen OF my heart" he went or
impetuously, his soul in his eager whis
per. She turned and walked over tc
the lee rail. whittier he followed her.
I'D rather be in that land off yonder
than be the king himself. hate the
king. and could not love the enemy OF
my country. No, no." she replied; III
cannot be-it can never be-
"Pshaw.. Your country-that's moi
the reason. You love him STILL" he
went on jealously-"th sailor
Yes, It's true. love sailor; you
are not he"
But he Is dead. You left him lying
there OH the floor in the hall, you re-
member, and since then have heard
nothing. He is surely dead
1T is cruel of you to say it," she went
on relentlcssly. But l shall love his
memory then. No; it's useless. re
spect you. admire you, am grateful td
you. but my heart is there" And she
pointed away again.
Won't you let me try to win youT
he persisted. Don't say me nay alto
gether: give me some hope. II he be