The Kennewick courier-reporter. [volume] (Kennewick, Wash.) 1914-1938, 1914-07-23
lusion to It. He had almost all the
foroicn raanarS fhaf came iflfo The shin

lusion to II. He had almost all the
foreign papers that came into the ship
sooner or later, only somebody must
go over them first and cut out any adj
vertisement or stray paragraph that
alluded to America. Phillips told me
story Of something which happened at
the Cape Of Good Hope on Nolan's first
voyage, and it is the only thing 1 ever
knew Of that voyage. Phillips had
borrowed lot Of English books from
an officer, which in those days, as in
deed i'm these. was quite a windfall.
Among them, as the devil would order,
was the LAY of the Last Minstrel"
which they had all Of them heard Of,
but which most of them had never
seen. / think it could not have been
published long. Well, nobody thought
there could be any risk Of anything ma
tional in that, SO Nolan was permit
ted to join the circle one afternoon
when lot of them sat on deck smok-
ing and reading aloud. Nolan took the
book and read to the others, and he
read very well, as j know. Nobody in
the circle knew a line of the poem,
only it was all magic and border chiv-
airy and was 10000 years ago. Poor
Nolan read steadily through the fifth
canto, stopped minute and drank
something and then began, without
thought of what was coming:
"Breathes there the man with soul so
dead
Who never to himself hath said,
" This is my own, my native land?"
Then they all saw something was to
pay, but he expected to get through,
suppose. turned little pale, but
plunged on:
Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned
AS home his footsteps he hath turned
From wandering on foreign strand?
If such there breathe, go, mark him we'll"
By this time the men We're all beside
themselves. wishing there was any
way to make him turn over two pages,
but he had not quite presence Of mind
for that. He gagged little, colored
crimson and staggered on:
"For him no minstrel raptures swell
High though his titles, proud his name,
Boundless his wealth as wish can claim,
Despite these titles, power and pelf,
The wretch, concentrated all in SELF
And here the poor fellow choked, could
not go on. but started up, swung the
book into the sea, vanished into his
stateroom. land, by Jove," said Phil
lips, 1--WE did not see him for two
months again. And i had to make up
some beggarly story to that English
surgeon why 1 did not return his Wal
ter Scott to him."
That story shows about the time
when Nolan's braggadocio must have
broken down. At first they said he
took very high tone, considered his
a mere farce, affected to
enjoy the voyage, and all that, but
Phillips said that after he came out Of
his stateroom he never was the same
man again. He never read aloud
again unless it was.the Bible or Shake
speare or something else he was sure
Of. He was always shy afterward
when ! knew him-very seldom spoke /
unless he was spoken to, except to q |
very few friends. He lighted up occa- !
but generally he had the nerv- !
Dus, tired look Of a heart wounded |
man.
Nolan's transfer at sea to the War
rem was the first OF some twenty such
transfers, which brought him sooner
Or later into half our best vessels, but
which kept him all his life at least
some hundred miles from the country
he had hoped he might never hear of
again. /
1t may have been on that second
was once when he was up
he Mediterranean-that Mrs. Graft,
he celebrated southern beauty of those
lays, danced with him. They had
,een a long time in the bay of Naples.
md the officers were very intimate
n the English fleet. and there had been
,reat festivities, and our men thought
hey must give great ball on board
he ship. They wanted to use Nolan's
tateroom for something, and they hat
d to do it without asking him to the
nall, so the captain said they might
six him If they would be responsible
hat he did not talk with the wrong
'eople. "whO would give him intelli-
'ence." For ladies they had the fam
" Of the American consul, one or two
who had ventured SO far and
nice bevy Of English girls and ma
rons, perhaps Lady Hamilton herself.
AS the dancing went on, Nolan and
ur fellows all got at ease, as said
much SO that it seemed quite natu-
al for him to bow to that splendid
FRS. Graf and say:
Il hope you have not forgotten me,
liss Rutledge. Shall have the hon.
r Of dancing?"
He did 1t so quickly that Shubrick,
Tho was by him, could not hinder
I'm. She laughed and said:
Il am not Miss Rutledge any longer.
lr. Nolan, but will dance all the
ame," just nodded to Shubrick as il
say he must leave Mr.. Nolan tn bar I