The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1917-05-24


Who never to himself hath said
1t seems impossible to US that any
body ever heard this for the first time;
but all these fellows did then, and
poor Nolan himself went on, still I'M
consciously or mechanically
This is my own, my native land!
Then they all saw something was
to pay; but he expected to get through,
1 suppose, turned a little pale, but
plunged on
Whose heart hath neer within him
burned,
AS home his footsteps he hath turned
From wandering on a foreign strand?-
If such there breathe, go, mark him well.
By this time the men were all be.
side themselves, wishing there was any
wa to make him turn over two pages;
but ne had not quite presence of mind
for that; he gagged a 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, conCentered 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 had to make up
hnuCr1 Wv tn fhat fSl
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 a very high tone, considered his
Imprisonment 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 Shakespeare,
or something else he was sure of. But
it was not that merely. He never en-
tered in with the other young men eX-
actly as a companion again. He was
always shy afterward, when l knew
seIS, DuU when Kept MIN all his lire
at least some hundred miles from the
country he had hoped he might never
hear Of again.
1t may have been on that second
. ,ruise-it was once when he was up
gelhe Mediterranean-that Mrs. Graft,
the celebrated Southern beauty of
fhnsa HaUs HanGaI TN
had been lying a long time in the Bay
Of Naples, and the officers We're very
intimate in the English fleet, and there
had been great festivities, and our
men thought they must give great
ball on board the ship. How they
ever did it on board the Warren I am
sure do not know. Perhaps it was
not the Warren, or perhaps ladies did
not take up so much room as they
do now. They wanted to use Nolan's
stateroom for something, and they
hated to do it without asking him to
the ball; so the captain said they
might ask him, if they would be re-
sponsible that he did not talk with
the wrong people, ''who would give him
intelligence" SO the dance went on,
the finest party that had ever been
known, dare say; for l never heard
of a man-of-war ball that was not. For
ladies they had the family of the
American consul, one or two travellers
who had adventured so far, and nice
bevy of English girls and matrons, per-
haps Lady Hamilton herself.
Well, different officers relieved each
other in standing and talking with No
Ian in friendly way, so as to be sure
that nobody else spoke to him. The
dancing went on with spirit, and after
a while even the fellows who took this
honorary guard of Nolan ceased to fear
any contretemps. Only when some
English lady-Lady Hamilton, as I
said, perhaps, called for a set of
American dancers" an odd thing hap
pened. Everybody then danced con-
tredances. The black band, nothing
loath, conferred as to what american
dances" We're, and started off with
"Virginia Reel" which they followed
with "Money-Musk, which, in its turn
al LuUSc udy ., SliOulu nave Dctn lOl-
lowed by "The Old Thirteen" But
just as Dick, the leader, tapped for his
fddlers to begin, and bent forward,
about to say, in true negro state, "'The
Old Thirteen gentlemen and ladies !"
as he had said, "'Virginny Reel if you
please!' 'Money-Musk,' if you
please!' the captains boy tapped him
on the shoulder, whispered to him, and
he did not announce the name Of the
dance; he merely bowed, began on
the air, and they all fell to, the Off
GERS teaching the English girls the
figure, but not telling them why it
/, had no name.
But that is not the story 1 started
20 tell. AS the dancing went on, No
Ian and our fellows all got at ease, as
I said, so much so that it seemed quite
natural for him to bow to that splendid
Mrs. Graft, and say:
II hope you have not forgotten me,
Miss Rutledge. Shall have the hon
or of dancingT
He did it so quickly that Shubrick,
who was by him, could not hinder
him. She laughed and said: