The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1904-01-30
JOURNAL JUNIOR MINNEAPOLIS MINNESOTA SATURDAY,

'cept1n him We was the only ones saved by
the marcy o. God, sirs Of the hull ships company Of
fine sailormen and bully fighters
shipmates WITH an seed mighty fine since
the time men cap'n Jones licked the serryps Just
finest young REFER in the navy I picked him up in
she went down an sprung clear. We found
honor"
How long you the water?' asked Mr..
1.-TWO nights an day, sir" answered Jack.
""You sir sort O. sponsble fer this young gen
ternan" continued the old sailor. 1T me that
nussed him wen he a baby; poor little chap
had no mother father nuther, lessen t
An he was found right out there matter O. fourteen
years ago."
Good Cod mani" cried Denton now thoroy
aroused. What do mean? Who found
why sir, answered the sailor, looking up in great
surprise at the tall American standing the boy
with flushed face his voice trembling with
emotion. why, sir took French ship, LIE Bersy,
suhin like that in the fal lof hundred,
she had female woman, lady, on board of her an
this yere boy witch he was babby then. The French
corvette had picked up the woman an her boy few
days afore. The woman was dead-shed been killed
by shot from our battery but the boy alive, the
finest little youngster you ever seed, sirs, am
Mani! mani" cried the American, unable to
keep silent longer clutching the sailor by the shoulder
he spoke, II lost my wife and baby here about by
the burning of an East IndianmanWilliam of Nassau
fourteen At the first fire + put
both of them in boat towing astern. way
the painter worked loose or burned away and the
got adrift in the night When looked for them
they were The survivors among the
passengers took to the remaining boats and the boat
I was in saved at last but my
wife or boy since. Can this lad be he? He looks a
little like wife, doesn't p" he cried, turning
beseechingy to Van Rooy
MY FRIEND answered the captain, Selling the
other by the hand-he had followed the sailors
and Dentons appeal-"My dear friend has God in
deed wrought a miracle? You know never the
poor jungfrau Denton. but" he paused impressivey
and pointed to the PROSTATE boyhe lad the image
of you'll
Old Jack Lang followed the pointing finger, he
looked from the old face to the young face
Fer the love God" he exclaimed, in an awe
honor!"
> At this moment little Boston opened his eyes, All
thru this discussion Jack had faithfully continued
moistening his lips and brow with the cool water, which
had greatly relieved him, and had now restored him
to partial consciousness at least.
Mother" whispered the boy, looking vacantly
about the cabin in the deahlike silence with which
fell upon his brave old friend whose kindly face was
working with anxiety suspense and hope. Jack, good
old Jack" he went on slowly, but with increasing
strength and sureness Don't worry Jack we'll be
picked surely soon; mother said So"
1--WE picked up Mr.. Boston,, sir praised
God,' answered the bo's'ns mate fervently.
"Is that so? I'm glad answered the other, then
he asked for the locket THAT locket, Jack, want
to see her face and -thank her you know"
AS he had done on the raft the old sailor opened
Neds shirt drew forth the chain, loosed the rocket
opened it and laid it in the midshipmans hand Mr.
Denton and the captain followed the sailors every
movement, the former with consuming anxiety
leavened by a growing hope.
WAS that ocket found the boy?" he demanded
in agonized intensity and excitement
con the lady, sir, an draw'd this yere ring
from her finger SIR answered Lang, pointing to the
ring hanging from the chain.
'"Ts my wfe's picture!" cried the American, after
hasy glance, 'and that is her ring her wedding ring
there's text in it, Mizpah,' you know! Oh, my boy
my son he gasped out sinking his knees by the
transo and laying his hand tendery Ned's
brow. THANK God, the has given back part Of
what it took away from me'
"Who you. sir?" asked little Boston, looking
in wonderment at the whose face, bending above
him. working with old grief and new joy.
"My lad, my little by by Gods providence be-
lieve am your father
$50 have found you at last sir" said little Bos-
ton, with smile of deep content. "Jack told
we'd find and then he 1apsed into Inconsistencies