Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1906-02-16

Vickers' hair had grown white, Du3
Frere carried his thirty years as easily
as some paen carry two-and-twenty
MY dear Sylvia" began Nickers,
there's an extraordinary thing! And
then, becoming conscious of the presence
of the agisated Meekin, he paused.
you know Mr. Meekin, papa!' said
Sylvia. Mr.. Meekin, Captain Frere.
Il have that pleasure" said Nlckers:
sGlad to see you. sir. Pray sit down.
Upon which Mr. Meekin beheld Sylvia
unaffectedly kiss both gentlemen; but pc
came strangely aware that the KISS De
slowed upon her father was warmer than
that which greeted her affiaHced nus
band.
Warm wea her, Mr.. Meekin, SAID
Frere. Sylvia, my darling, | hope you
have not been out in the heat. You
have! My dear, I've begged you
'.It's not hot at ALL" said Sylvia, pet
tishly. Nonsense! sTm not made OF
butter-I sha'nt melt. Thank rpu, dear;
you needn't pull the blind down. And
then, as though angry with herself Tor
her anger, she added, You are always
thinking of me, Maurice and gave him
her hand affectionately.
''It's very oppressive, Captain Frere,
said Meekin; land, to a stranger, quite
enervating."
GAY, to be sure" repeated Vickers
81 hope Sylvia has not been attacking
you with her strange theories, Mr..
Meekin?'
ooh, dear, no; not at all" returned
bot oh no
lady was regarded as creature who was
not to be judged by ordinary rules. eve
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, Poppet!'
Poppet tossed her head saucily. 81
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.
Eyes, 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
conversational purposes, but one set or
| 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
ever heard in my life. The fellows goS
Nd al
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 others!
1.-TWO were executed in England; the
| other six have not been taken. These
| fellows have been sent out for trial"
''To what are you abiding, dear sir!'
| 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 long story
| to tell now"
81 have heard of it already" said
Meekin, land of your gallant conduct,
| Captain Frere."
ooh, 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. What's
the matter!'' asked Frere, bending over
| her.
81 was trying to recollect, but can't,
| Maurice. 1t is all confused. | only ro'
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?"
"No, not Bates. The prisoner. What
was his name?"
''Oh, ah-the prisoner" said Frere
| as if he, too had forgotten. "Why, you
know, darling, he was sent to Port Ar
| thur"
"Ah," said Sylvia, with sEudder.
"And is he there still?"
Il believe so,' said Frere, with a
frown.
| CTo he continued)
|
| Worth Reading.