Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1906-07-07

vickers' hair had grown white, but
Frere carried his thirty years as easily
a. some men carry two-and-twenty.
MY dear Sylvia" began VickerS,
heres an extraordinary thing!" And
then, becoming conscious of the presencs
Of the agitated Meekin, he paused.
"You know Mr.. Meekin, papaf' said
Sylvia. mir. Meekin, Captain Frere.'
81 have that pleasure" said Vickers.
GLAD to see you, sir. Pray sit down"
Upon which Mr.. Meekin beheld Sylvia
unaffectedly kiss both gentlemen; but be-
came strangely aware that the kiss be
slowed upon her father was warmer b
that which greeted her afianced hus-
band.
Warm weather, Mr.. Meekin," said
Frere. Sylvia, my darling, | hope you
have not been out in the heat. You
have! My dear, I've begged you-'
Its not hot at ALL" said Sylvia, pet
tishly. Nonsense! I'm not made Of
butter-I sha'n't melt. Thank you, dear;
you needn't pull the blind down." And
then, as though angry with herself for
her anger, she added, You are always
thinking of me, Maurice" and gave him
her hand affectionately.
Its very oppressive, Captain Frere,"
said Meekin; "and, to a stranger, quite
enervating."
"Ay, to be sure" repeated Vickers.
II hope Sylvia has not been attacking
you with her strange theories, Mr..
Meekin?'
"Oh, dear, no; not at ALL returned
Meekin, feeling that this charming young
lady was regarded as a creature who was
not to be judged by ordinary rules. "We
got on famously, my dear major-quite
famously."
That's right" said Vickers. "She is
very plain-spoken, is my little girl, and
strangers can't understand her some
times. Can they, PoppetT"
Poppet tossed her head ~saucily. az
don't know" she said. why shouldn't
they? But you were going to say some
thing extraordinary when you came In.
What is it, dear?"
"Ah," said Vickers, with grave face.
"Yes, a most extraordinary thing.
They've caught those villains"
What, you don't mean No,
papa!' said Sylvia, turning round with
alarmed face.
In that little family there were, for
Conversations purposes, but one set of
villains in the world-the mutineers of
the Osprey.
They've got four of them in the bay
at this moment-Rev, Barker, Shiers and
Lesly. They are on board the Lady
Jane. The most extraordinary story l
ever heard in my life. The fellows got
to China, and passed themselves off as
shipwrecked sailors. The merchants in
Canton got up a subscription and sent
them to London. They were recognized
there by old Pine, who had been surgeon
on board the ship they came out in"
Sylvia sat down on the nearest chair,
with heightened color. "And where are
the others2"
1.-TWO were executed in England; the
other six have not been taken. These
fellows have been sent out for trial"
ITO what are you abiding, dear sir 2"
asked Meekin.
"The piracy of a convict brig five
years ago." replied Vickers. The scoun-
drels put my poor wife and child ashore
and left them to starve. If it hadn't
been for Frere-God bless him!-they
would have died. They shot the pilot
and a soldier-and-but it's a long story
to tell now"
81 have heard of it already" said
Meekin, "and of your gallant conduct,
Captain Frere."
"Oh, that's nothing" said Frere, red
dening.
Sylvia was staring at the strip of sun
shine between the veranda and the blind,
as though the bright light might enable
her to remember something. Whats
the matter2" asked Frere, bending over
her.
~ was trying to recollect, but l can't,
Maurice. 1t Is all confused. l only re-
member a great shore and a great sea,
and two men, one of whom-that's you,
dear-carried me in his arms. Maurice"
asked she suddenly, what became of
the other man?'
Poor Bates?"
mo, not Bates. The prisoner. What
was his name2"
"Oh, ah-the prisoner" said Frere,
as if he, too, had forgotten. "Why, you
know, darling, he was sent to Port Ar
thur"
All" said Sylvia, with a shudder.
"And is he there still2'
II believe So" said Frere, with a
frown.
ITO he continnpd.l