The Durham recorder. [volume] (Durham, N.C.) 1879-19??, 1907-07-19
who wrote themY asked Tom after

a pause. S
Ills name is Tennyson," replied the
poet, "You have never heard II be-
fore. dare say. and shouldn't be sur
prised II you We're never TO hear II
again. There We're fair things In his
last book. but. upon the whole. ] am
afraid the production you so admire
may be taken as representing his high
wafer mark. which Is sufficient com.
mentary upon the rest. understand,
however. that he is very young man,
so we must give him chance, When
he Is my age he may do very much
better II he perseveres, rs have done.
Now, my notion Of treating such a
.heme," said Daintree. you lave heart
before but you shall hear il again."
And with that he drew Hours of
Exile" from his pocket and read with
ineffable JUNCTION one of the longest
sets OF "StanZas TO Clarinda." while
the terrier gaZed up at him with eyes
of devoted sympathy and admiration.
and Tom fed his upon feathery emer-
aid branches and turquoise sky as he
reluctantly decided that the kindest of
men was in some respects the most
egregi0us also. Suddenly-to his horror
the reading stopped. He had been
caught not attending. He lowered his
eyes. and they fell upon the snowy
wings of fun rugged ship just clear
Ing the woody eastern point Of the bay
and sailing slowly and majestically on.
10th men Sprang TO the waters edge.
D&intree's book lay In the sand. The
ship was now clear Of the poiat. stand
ing TO the north of Shark island with
the light breeze upon her counter.
noble vessel of CoO tons, flying the red
eas.ga Il. her peak.
Not word passed at the waters
es,.;e, hut il was Tom who he'd the rush
to tie bungalow. who fetched Dain-
trees immense spyglaSS. with the flags
Of all nations let into the leather. and
80 b"red the lenses before putting it
in lis masters Shaking hands.
Vow r.@ny days agt they out?" ask
81 DaIniree. aiming wildly with the
glass.
"E,"ety-n,ne."
SIZE co1ll never da IT,"
Ills teen done b-.ora."
oh, no 10. This E.t:>; he some other
ship. Steady the glass for me. can't
get focus. Thrra-nov-: Yes. | sec her
people, but cant re&d h>r manner
Let me try. sir"
"Eeee. t3al"
Tom tr.~! aad gave It ~.
To P:p2r's point" be cried. She'll
lass there much c.o>rg'"' .Aad again
he led the way. with T~lntree thunder
ing close beh3nl ami The terrier bark
Ing Aap.ily at their aceis.
Along the alI0re thry raced. the little
ba~ o. tAcig r.ga'. the. ACROSS tie prom
oIt5rg lIasoaaliy AM Ill. ut its west.
cl1, pgiut. painting. trembling. stream
I:S with Precipitation, but IL time. Her
0oW;prit was sticking cut behind the
.s!.hl, aul they we've there TO VEG her
t:csc .o.!:E. with the f0a2i curl.ag I'M
de. 1t Ike white nusiacac.
TaIn had the ;'sescope. focused stIll.
AM be haG III it 10 Da!n.rec without
ID " RI. bGt the one Concerned vas
tgc".lIil% 20 violently The saip jump
cal .i=Ai aud left. au. Tom had to try
a@3:I lie VS. $'.aJy rut4@h What
was it TO higu: she Wa, Only bali a
mile "G NOV. and tie hg,t thing he
49, was a frook au;t,rlug OF; tie poop.
'->Vw lave it, he :..ttprytl The
SUMS on the le:gsrs: t>r. two. tarce-
IT,. tL".e Hr,. e.~..u l.-J"-
-" !owt.r.l tue glass and held out
hl+ ham.
II rongr%tulate you fro1i ny heart
Ihc &"sa.3und it Is. and think that
":tA ;hr e,ass you Ray dub tie young
",e.% h"rtr.f sp,u The poop"
Il was Tom who tel the cheers n
4aEc4t later.
4 ,hu'u'l te there - meet tlein. &c
moIu'I I'a.ntE@" "a Icy were running
4. I. Ninety njne ,.a"s-uInety-utne
+zys.."
'1hey'ro mot ii inc four knots; they're
shortening sail; yo1'lI seq tide Tore as
18Th rs they do. Even II you don't.
| t-eg won. ,tui at "Hce."
"%""r@" ih"y did,"
They cont: We'll put IN In i've
".'",os."
To-. Was the ~hr"ry Que. The Que
VIII biz wits a1out hlm. bat thcn {: