WEEKLY - NORWALK - GAZETTE.
A MARRIAGE AT SEA.
. CHAPTER III.
I stool lcaningpw; the bulwarkl.
humming an air. I was disturbed in a
rover-y of love, in waich were mingled
the life and heart the sci-inc I sur-
veyed, bv the a: 1 a? C uric}. He was
varnished wit“: Ami» ::.-. 1 wine with recent
shaving, but in inn 5 -: sen-blue eyes
which glittered nu z is somewhat
raggedly thatchml l~.ro'-.v there was no
trace of the slcei'lless hours I had forced
him to pass. ,
I exchanged a few words with him
about the boy Bobby, inquired the situa-
tion of the yacht, and after some talk of
this kind, during which I gathered that
he was taking advantage of the breeze
and shaping a somewhat more westerly
course than he at first proposed, so that
he did not expect to make the English
coast much before three or four o’clock
in the afternoon, I went below, to re-
fresh myself after the laborious under-
taking of the night. ‘
On quitting my berth I found the boy
Bobby laying the cloth for breakfast, and
Grace seated on a locker watching him.
Her face was pale, but its expression was
without uneasiness. She had put on her
hat, and on seeing me exclaimed.—
" Herbert, dear, take me on deck. The
fresh air may revive me.” And she looked
at the boy and the cloth he was laying
with apout full of meaning.
I at once took her bythc hand and con-
ducted her through the hatch. She
passed her arm through mine to balance
herself, and then sent her eyes, bright
with nervousness and astonishment,
round the sea, breathing swiftly.
“Where is the land?” she asked.
“ Behind the ocean, my love. But we
shall be having a view of the right side
of these waters presently.”
“What alittle boat !” she exclaimed,
running her gaze over the yacht. “Is it
not dangerous to be in so small a vessel
out of sight of land?”
"Bless your dear heart, no! Think of
the early navigators! Of course Ma’m’-
selle taught you all about the early navi-
gators?” -
“When shall we reach Penzance?”
“ Supposing the wind to blow fair and
briskly, in three or four days.”
“ Three or four days 1” she exclaimed;
and, glancing down at herself, she
added, “Of course you know, Herbert,
that I have only the dress I am wear-
said I, laughing, “and then you shall
buy everything you want, which of
course will be more than you want.”
“I shall send,” she said, “to Ma‘m’-
selle Championnet for my boxes.”
“ Certainly,—when we are, married.”
“All your presents, particularly the
darling little watch, are in those boxes,
Herbert.”
“ Everything shall be recovered, to the
uttermost ha’porth, my pet.”
Iobserved Caudel, who stood a little
forward of the companion, gazing at her
with an expression of shyness and ad-
miration. I told her that he was the
captain of the yacht, that he was the
man I had introduced to her last night,
andbegged her to speak to him. She
colored arose-red, but bade him good-
morning nevertheless, accompanying the
words with an inclination of her form,
the graceful and easy dignity of which
somehow made me think of the move—
ment of a heavily-foliaged bough set
courtesying by the summer wind.
“ I hope, miss,” said Caudel, pulling off .
his Scotch cap, “as how I see you well
this morning, freed of that there nausey
as Mr. Barclay was a-telling me you suf-
fered from?”
“I trustto get used to the sea quickly:
the motion of the yacht is not what I
like," she answered, with her face
averted from him, taking a peep at me to
observe if I saw that she felt ashamed
and would not confront him.
He perceived this too, and, knuckling
his forehead, said, “It’s but a little of
the sea ye shall have, miss, if so be as it
lies in my power to keep this here Spit-
fire a-walking.” And, so speaking, he
moved off, singing out some idle order as
he did so, by way of excusing his abrupt
departure.
” I wish we were quite alone, Herbert,"
said my sweetheart, drawing me to the
yacht’s rail. ‘
“ So do I, my own, but not here; not in
the middle of the sea."
“I did not think of bringing a. veil.
You men stare so.”
“And so do I," said I, letting my gaze
sink fair into her eyes which she had up-
turned to me. “ You wouldn’t have me
rebuke the. poor harmless sailor-men for
doing what I am every instant guilty
of?—admiring you, I mean, to the very
.topmost height of my capacity in that
way. But here comes Master Bobby
with the breakfa .”
“ Herbert, I could not eat for worlds.”
“ Are you so much in love'as all that?”
She shook her head and, looked at *he
flowing lines of green water which melted
into snow as they came curving with
glass-clear backs to the ruddy streak of
the yacht’s sheathing. However, the
desire to keep her at sea until we could
land ourselves close to the spot where
we were to be married made me too
anxious to conquer the uneasiness which
the motion of the vessel excited, to
humor her. I coaxed and implored, and
eventually got her below, and by dint of
talking and engaging her attention, and
making her forget herself, so to speak, I
managed to betray her into breaking her
fast with a cup of tea and a fragment of
cold chicken. In short, I made my
sweetheart forget to feel uneasy. She
talked, she sipped her tea, she ate, and
then she looked better, and indeed
owned that she felt so.
We sat together in earnest conversa-
tion. It was not for me to pretend that
I could‘ witness no imprudence in our
clopement. Indeed, Itook care to let
her know that I regretted the step we
had been forced into taking as fully as
she did. But I repeated what I had again
and again written to hen—that there
had been no other alternative than this
elopement. -
“ You wished me to wait,” I said, “ un-
til you were twenty-one when you would
be your own mistress. What was to
happen in that time?
“How many girls are there who could
resist the sort of pressure they were
subjecting you to, one way and anoth-
01'?”
“They could not have changed my
heart, Herbert.”
“How can we tell? Under their in-
fluence in another year you might have
congratulated yourself upon your escape ,
from me.” .
“ Do you think so? Then you Should
hove granted me another year, because
marriage ‘3 I“ very serious thing. and-
if you believe that I should be rejoicing
unseat hence oxar mascnmirommi.
IA dvertise in the GAZETTE. ,
asyou call it, you mast bélle’ve that I
have no business to be here.”
This was a cool piece of logic that was
hardly to my taste.
“ What thought
Grace ?”
“ Herbert, I fear you will not love me
the better for consenting to run away
with you?” '
‘° Is that your only fear?” .
She shook her head, and said, “Sup-
pose Aunt Amelia refuses to sanction
our marriage?’ .
is troubling you,
“ She will not! she dare not i” I cried.
vehemently. “ Imprudent as we may
seem, we are polite in this, Grace,—that
our adventure must force your aunt into
sending us her sanction.” She hates
me, I know, but her aversion is not go-
ing to suffer her to forbid our marriage
after this. Yet grant that her ladyship
should go on saying no; are we not pre-
pared ‘3"
I kissed away a tear, and a little later
she was smiling, with her hand in mine,
as I led her up on deck.
She gazed about her out of the wraps
which rose to ears, with eyes full of
child-like interest and wonder, not un-
mixed with fear. .
She had not been sitting long before I
saw that she was beginning to like it.
There was no nausea now; her eyes
were bright; there was color in her
cheeks, and herred lips parted as though
in pure enjoyment of the glad rush of
the salt breeze athwart her teeth of
pearl.
Thus passed the morning. There was
no tedium. If ever there came a halt in
our chat, there were twenty things over
the side to look at, to fill the pause with
color and beauty.
It was shortly after twelve that the
delicate shadow of the high land of
Beachy :icad showed over the yachts
bow. By one o’clock it had grown de-
fined and firm, with the glimmering
streaks of its white ramparts of chalk
stealing out of the blue haze.
“There's old England, Grace,”said I,
“How one’s heart goes out to the sight
of the merest shadow of one's own soil!
"I ought to wish it was Cornwall
coast,” she answered; “but I am enjoy-
ing this now,” she added, smilingly.
Wk 11 the sun had fairly set I took her
below, for the wind seemed to come on
a sudden with the damp of night in it,
and a bite as shrewd on its abruptness
of irost‘ I made no other provision, in
in the shape of amusement. for our sea
trip of three, four, five days. as it might
happen then a small parcel of novels
scarcely doubting that all the diversion
we should need must lie in each others
conz;.x::nj,-'. And, in fact we managed to
‘kill the time very agreeably without the
help of fiction, though we both owned
wheuthe little cabin clock pointed to
half past—nine, that the day had seemed
a desperately long one, and I could not
help :ullling that on the whole, a honey
moon spent aboard ayacht the size of
the b‘pitiirc would soon become a very
slow business.
When she had withdrawn I put on a.
pea coat, and filling a pipe, stepped on
deck. The dusk was clear, but of a
darker shade than that of the preceding
night ; there was not more Wind than had
been blowing throughout the day, but the
sky was full of large swollen clouds roll-
ingin shadows of giant wings athwart
the stars, and the gloom of them was in
the atmosphere. The yacht was swarm-
ing through it under canvass humming
as she went. Her pace if it had lasted
would, I knew speedly, terminate this
sea going passage of our elopement, and
I looked over the stern very well pleased
to witnessthe arrow straight white of
the wake melting at a little distance into
a mere elusive faintness.
“When are we to be off St. Catharine’s
Point at this pace, Caudel?" said I.
“At this pace, sir,? Why, betwixt
seven or eight o’clock to-morrow morn-
ing."
“What a deuce of a length this Eng-
lish Channel runs to?” cried I, impa-
tiently. “Why, it will do little better
than beginning our voyage, even when
the Isle of Wightis abreast I”
“Yes sir, there‘s 0’ deal water going to
the making of this here Channel,——a
blooming sight too much of it when it
comes ona winter’s night a blowing
and snowing, the atmosphere thick as
muck, ” answered Caudel.
“There’ll be, a bright lookout kept to-
night, I hope,” said I. “ Not the value
of all the cargoes afloat at this present
instant, Caudel, the wild world over,
equals the worth of my treasure aboard
the Spitfire. ”
“Trust me to see that a bright lookout
is kept, Mr. Barclay. They’ll be no
turning in with me this night. Don’t let
no fear of anything going wrong disturb
your mind, sir. ”
“Well,” said I, with a bit of a shiver,
and hugging myself in my pea-coat. “I
am cold and tired, and going to bed; so
good-night, and God keep you wide
.a-wake. ” And down I went, and ten
minutes later was snugged away in my
coffin of a bunk, sound asleep. and snor-
ing at the top of my pipes, I don’t doubt.
Next morning, when I went on deck
after nine hours of solid slumber, I at
once directed my eyes over the rail in
search of the Isle of Wight, but there
was nothing to be seen but a gray driz-
zle, a. weeping wall of slate-colored haze
that formed a sky of its own and drooped
to within a mile or so of the yacht. The
Spitfire’s canvas was discolored with
saturation, drops of water was blowing
from her rigging, there was a sobbing of
a gutter-like sort in her lee scuppers,
and the figures of the men glistening in
oil-skins completed the melancholy ap-
pearance of the little Spitfire.
We had made capital way throughout
the night, and if the weather were clear
St. Catherine’s Point would soon show
abreast‘of us.
The promise of a long, wct, blank day
was not very cheering. In fact, this
change in the weather was as damping to
my spirits as it literally was to every-
thing else, and as I entered the compan-
ion-way for shelter I felt as though half
of a mind to order the yacht to be headed
for some adjacent port. But a little
thinking brought back my resolution to
its old bearings. ‘ It was a hard thing to
avow, but I knew that my very strong-
est chance of obtaining Lady Amelia’s
consent lay in this sea-trip. Then, again,
there might come a break at any minute,
with a fine day of warm sunshine and
clear sky to follow. I re-entered the
cabin, and on looking at the barometer
observed, a .slight depression in the
mercury, butit was without significance
to my mind. '
Somewhere about this time Grace came
out of her berth. Her face lengthened
when I told her about the weather—that
in short there was nothing visible from
the deck but a muddy, jumbled atmos-
phere of vapor and drizzle.
‘f I counted upon seeing the Isle of
Wight,” cried she. “ There has been no
land so far except those far-off high
cliffs yesterday afternoon."
“No matter. my sweet. Let us take
as long as possible in breakfasting.
Then you shall read Tennyson to me,—
yes, I have a. volume of that pooh—and
we shall find some of the verse} in won-
, J obPrinting neatly done at this edit»
clerful harmony with our moou." " by
the time we have done with Tennyson.”
I continued, “ The weather may have
cleared. If not, then we must take as
longas possible in dining.”
“ Isn't it dangerous to be at sea in such
weather as this,” she asked.
“ No,” said I.
“ But the sailors can’t see.”
I feared the drift of her language, and
cxp'ain’éd, “ It would be dangerous to
attmupt to make the land, for we might
blunder upon a rock and go to pieces,
Grace; and then farewell, a long farewell
to the passions, the emotions, the im-
pulses, the sensations, which have
brought us together here.” And I kissed
her hand.
“But it would be pleasant to lie in a
pretty harbor,—to rest, as it were,” she
exclaimed.
“Our business is to get married, my
darling,” I rejoined, “ and we must has-
ten as swiftly as the wind will allow us
to the parish where the ceremony is to
be performed; for my cousin can’t pub-
lish the banns until we are on the spot,
and whilst he is publishing the banns we
must be treating with her ladyship, m l,
as the diplomatists would say, negotiat-
ing a successful issue.
I should only weary you by reciting
the passage of the hours. After break-
fast I took her on deck for a turn ; but
she was glad to get below again. All
day long it continued dark weather,
without a sight of anything save at in—
tervals the shadowy figure of a coaster
aslant in the thickness, and once the
loom of a huge ocean passenger-boat,
sweeping at twelve or fourteen knots
through the gray veil of vapor that nar-
rowed the horizon to within a mile of us.
[ To be continued]
SLlPS OF THE TONGUE.
Thing-1 That \Voultl Have Been All
Right if Said Differently.
Many persons have said in mistake
precisely the reverse of what was in
their thoughts. Aworkingman called
on a untry clergyman closely re-
lated t a ducal house. The applicant
wanted a. letter of recommendation to
a neighboring nobleman, from whom
he hoped to obtain employment.
“ Whv not go personally and see my
lord?” the friend asked. “Well, you
see,” was the nervous answer, “ I do
not like speaking to Lord X ; he
may be proud, and not care to listen
to the likes of me. It would be quite
a different thing if it were yourself,
for there’s nothing of the gentleman
in you.”
Mr. Bancroft has related that dur-
ing a holiday “jaunt in Switzerland
Sir Paul Hunter Was lost. But news
flies apnea and gathers as it goes. It
was soon said that guides were away
up the mountain to find the missing
man. Somebody had seen or heard
signals of distress. Lady Hunter,
safe in the hotel, began to tremble
for her husband. But his predica-
ment was not so desperate after all.
He was discovered and given the
necessary help and guidance in his
descent. At dusk he rc-entered the
Alpine hamlet alone, as if nothing
had. happened. W'ishing to avoid
notice and curious questioning he had
sent his guides to their own haunts.
But as he passed up through a. little
waiting English crowd, Lady Hunter
darted to meet him. “Oh, Paul,” she
cried, “ I am so glad to see you back!
Where have you been? Some silly
man has lost himself in one of the
mountains, and I feared it might be
you.” Considerulc, kindly, but not
quite—in ils lift-rill construction—a
compliment.
Some comical slips of the tongue
are due in doubii’ul or insufficient. in-
formatiux. There may be luck of im-
fihlrlant liill.‘\‘i'l0!i;?;9 lib-Jill. I'ne person
addressed. "Vail-er huge once meta
garmluus' rmlary who tall-{ml with
him on :li"i‘.l.":\‘ subjl-ctL-. The. lawyer
belonged to the provincw, and he
asked if his con panion had heard
anything before he left Paris about
“IIcrnuni,” one of Hugo's own plan‘s.
Hugo admittei that he had heard it
mentioned. "It is a miserably stupid
piece.” “Very likely,” said the poet.
“The author must be an abominable
person. One of my friends saw him
in the street not long ago, and in such
a state. The wretched creature is
always drunk.” The two passed into
the same hotel, and what was the
consternation of the man with the li-
bellous tongue when Hugo wrote his
name in the arrival register beneath
his traducer’s eye.——Casscll’s Journal.
\Vhy Bartlmeus Bagged
A person who is trying to “draw
out ” the average individual must ex-
pect to meet with many an unexpected
check. Henry P. Haven, who brought
about such admirable methods in
Sunday school teaching, was one day
working with a number of teachers
over the lesson of “The Healing of
Blind Bartimeus.”
One truth which the leader aimed at
developing was that no asyluins for
the blind existed until Christianity.
had so "humanized mankind that it
felt and worked for the afflicted.
“ What city had Jesus visited?”
asked Mr. Haven.
“ Jericho,” came the answer.
“ As he passed out from Jericho, who
was sitting. by the wayside?”
“ Blind Bartimeus the
Timeus.”
“ For what was he sitting there?”
“To beg.”
“Mr. White,” said the superintend-
ent, with meaning, “why do you
think Bartimeus sat there and begged,
instead of going to the Jericho blind
asylum?”
“Well,” was the unexpected reply,
“ I supposd he had the feeling that he
didn’t want to be in an asylum l”—
Youth’s Companion.
son of
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Jaggs—I see that they are using
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Waggs—Yes, and it’s a capital idea.
“ What’s its virtue?”
“ It tans the lungs of the patient.”
“ Tans the lungs?”
“Yes, and makes them tough.”
“ What is it about a dog to ten the
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“ The bark.”
“Any kind of a dog do?"
" Yes. except the Spitz."
" What’s the matter with the Spitz. "
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