Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 4, Number 33, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 14 February 1874 — Page 7

AN8WER TO "THEN YOU'LL RE-

MhMBER ME:

Not when thetay and heart!eas throng In lestlve ball shall me*t, To clute tbe glowing boar* away

With light fantastic feet— When moste o'er tr»e sense* steals

With its voluptuous swell, And all Is nee unrig Joy on* Uiere

As tone of marriage bell. WUea band In hand in warmly prtt'd, Or arm endrele» waist, In itsncctbat'* now antf always was

Cf qamiQO*b!e taste. When jpw Jet* Ii«* wltb flery eye* On ijkcK* h:i'J arm# ail tMre, White twssrt* and (tern both alike

Deceitful vl-or* wear. When ixjjiuw ihOufhK from hollow beada Ar« uttersi fast ano

tiee:

Inmi hsti hour «t fctich ft place, not remember me, A" nut then, not there. Bat wh-n iht* jjlddy ««ne I* prist,

And all U• frippery o'er When tnu*ic'(i strains ttt Songer swell,

nd eu**t is no more. When light by light like stars goes oat,

Ami KiiKBce settles down Where only noi*eaad venlay, But recently were found. And in your own secluded room

Alone yoo medlt* On life and it* ooor vanities, That you have *eeu so late. When with 1i»gust, a* Home It will,

Yonr mind sh dl turn away From all itils tinsel, glare and brass, Their Hickenlng display. And thought*orthose you love the best

Hhal I fl If yoor revtry— O

then

I a«k 'hat with the rest Von will timember me. Yt-s 1 rarest, then and there.

Deacon Rankin's Daughter.

JiV KMZABKTH WO BLOW,

It's dreadful etiriou* thtt ministers' sons nnd deacons' daughter* should nlways be greater trials than other folks children. I wouldn't have believed when Sylvy was a child that she would have grown up to be such a thorn, in your side, Sister Sarah. But you'll have to bear it as the Lord's will, and trust that she'll be brought sometime to see the errors of her way."

Aunt Dorcas rocked vigorously, and made her knitting needles click with a will, as she always did when she talked of Syl's shortcoming*. Syl, who was in the kitchen making preparations for dinner, heard every word through the half-open door—as it was voiy likely Aunt Dorcas meant tbat she should and Syl sighed heavily, for Aunt Dorcas was a power in the family and now tbat she bad taken sides against her ,Syl foresaw greater trials in the future than she had yet encountered.

Svl's trouble was that oldest and most com men among the maidens—the course of her true love would not bepersuaded to run smooth. Itscurient was rufll«d in the most common way, too, by her father's stern displeasure and mother's ceaseless trotting and coaxing.

Years boforo, when they were both little more than children, she and Will Kverett had fallen in love with each other, and the love had grown and strengthened as they grew lo manhood and womanhood. But alas) Will was poor, being only a clerk in the one dry goods store that Pllmptonville boasted. He had his mother and little sister to sapport too, and as Pllmptonville people declared, had onongh on his haudfl without thinking of marrying.

Deacon Rankin did not object to him because bo was poor. O not the deacon was not so worldly as that—according to his own statement. In other respects Will did not come up to his idea of what his son-in law should be, He belonged to secret society, and the deicon abomlnatod societies. Silas Daggett, the proprietor of the dry goods store, ngreod with him perfectly he cv«n had serious doubts as to the propriety of keeping a young man who belonged to a secret sooiety In his store, and used to go to the deacon's house to ask his advice and talk the matter over two or three evenings in a week, whan he first came to Pllmptonville t*nd opened the store.

Will smoked, too. Silas Daggett did not smoke. He shook his head sadly over that shortcoming of Will's, and told tbodeaoon of a great deal of good advice and warning thrown away upon the headstrong young man.

Will dressed too well, also bo was ruining himself by extravagance. Mr. Silas Daggett was of opiniou that fully half of his salary was spent in that way. Countless other nccusattbns, of a like nature, were brought sgninst poor Will, and from twice a week 8il*s Daggett's visits Increased to every night* and finally it becaoio evident that bis visits wfe intended to Syl, and the delight or IVacon Rankin.

But Syl, ungrateful, unreasonable girl, frowned upon the suitol Mr. Dagger she even went so fsr as to leave the room when ho called, and she bad been caught walking with Will Everett after her father bad forbidden her speaking to the misguided young man.

Now matters were at their very worst Silas Daggett had proposfd.aocl her father declared that she should mar* ry him. All her tears and entreaties bad availed nothing, and at last she had got htr spirit up, and stoutly doelarfd that she would never marry him. Aunt Dorcas was sent for in hast* it anybody could eooauer Syl's

But even

rebelilooa spirit. slie could. Aunt Doreaa flailed

the utmost con-

(^ssloo that could be obtained from Syl waa a promise that she would never marry Will without her father's con sent. 8h« would not promise not te me or speak to Will, they tried to make her.

SI la* Daggett was established !u the deacon's house as a boarder, that be might have all possible opportunity for proseentlng his suit, anaByt w*» tor* mented almost beyond endurance.

The clicking of Aunt Dorr**' needle* went on, ami Aunt Dorvaa* sharp voice kept company with It, ringing over the changes upon Syl's ingratitude and if heart. Syl began to tbink go wild listening to it, itienee gave out stlasiL She pantry door forelblv—very forcibly might as well own that she slammed it, lor Sy) not an angel by stir means. She h» !y dared to go out to put the biecnits she had mads into the oven, Iter she flr" *».*ngrv she was not at all sure

hsrtf the iHer shut tl

not say something impertinent to Aunt Dorcas. But it had to be done, ao sh# ran out and whisked them Into the oven, hoping that they

hoary her Mart, sittoe Aa_ WAS to eat them. When she went ht there wta fv-i at the pantrv win *—Will's fhr but look so" white wad haggard that she haroty Knew It.

What is it, WIU What makes you look so? Ana O. how yon dar

come here? Fkmth«t tna^ wlMlodittu at any minute!* •Lethim CO i! He needn't dge m«a minute u.ih yoo I«hw»^ ime again very soon, SyL' aald theyonng

Itt bitter, trr^, At and bin fi« r%ht«®ed

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nsn'iljftiJigijii

[OrigtnaLj speak. Wiit reached tbrougo lh« wio-

dow and caught her hands, and almost crashed them in his clasp. Will von stand by tne, Syl, when all the world scorns and jeers at roe for a tnief? or will you deride that your father's worldly wysdom is best, after all, and marry that honest, godly man, Silas Daggett

The fierce scorn In Will's voice told 8yl that, whatever Iris new trouble might be, Silas Daggett was at the bottom of it. 'What has he done now 7 Do tell me, Will.'

The store was robbed last night— you hadn't heard of that? The village is alive with ft the safe and the money rower. Stevens paid Daggett live thousand dollars yesterday he left it in the safe, intending, so be says, to put it in the bank this morning. Of coarse be managed to make suspicion fall upon me at once, and he has got a warrant now lor my arrest.'

Indignation got the better of Syl's fear at once. How dared he? howconldhe? What passible reason could he give for suspecting you

O, a good many! He is keen enoagh, you know, and I believe that be has been planning this /or along time, key was broken off in the lock of the money drawer, and the other half was found in the pocket of my coat, which I left in the store. Of course it is no use for tne to say that I left the coat in the store. Dnggett says I didn't, and oi course bit word could not be doubted. Then I was out until after eleven o'clock last night,and I can't say where I was that is against me, you know.'

Can't! Wliy not? Don't mind me don't tbink of me! Tell just where you were, »nd I will tell, too. O, Will, don't look so! don't feel so! How can he prove you guilty when you are in nocent?'"

It he can't prove me guilty, neither can I prove myself innocent, and the disgrace will cliug to me—will cling to you, too, Syl, until you cast me off. I think you bad better do it, dear I seem to bring nothing but trouble upou you.'

Syl's brown eyes flashed, and then filled slowly with tears. Will, don't talk like that do try to have more hope and courage. Silas Daggett is a bad man, I know I was sure of it from the first: and he is sly and cunning,hut we shall find away out of this trouble, or if not, we will bear it together.

Will waa evidently not to be cheered but Syl's courage mad9 him ashamed of his weakness. Syl let birn stay a few moments longer she wanted to hear the details of the robbery, and she could not let him go until she bad inspired him with a little hope and con fldeuce, and then she hurried him away. She knew that it would not help his oause to have her father find him there.

When he was out of sight, Syl sat down on the window-seat and buried ber face in her bands. She had spent ali her stock of hope and courage, in trying to cheer Will. The future did look gloomy to her.

Silas Daggett was so powerful and so unscrupulous, and her father would be sure to be on his side, and leave no stone unturned to prove Will guilty as he said, it would be very bard for him to prove himself innocent. Silas Daggett nad woven a subtle snare. Syl knew him well enough to be sure of that. She did not believe that he had been robbed at all, but had formed the plot for the sole purpose of ruining will, and so winning her—or, rather,

her father's money, upon which bis affections were firmly fixed. Some way must be fouad to outwit him, Syl said to herself, over «nd over agnin, as she sat there in the pantry window, but stili no way suggested itself and she had promised never to mnrry Will without her father's consent, and that would never be given now. Syl gave way to despair at that thought, and cried until her bead ached, and the biscuits'were burned to a cinder in the oven.

The deacon looked at her red eyes when he came home to dinner, and having, doubtless, a little pity for bis daughter iu his heart, forebore to enlarge upon the subject of the robbery, as Syl expected be would but be spoke asif there was no doubt of Will's guilt, and Aunt Dorcas and Syl's mother groaned in unison, and said it was no more than they had expected, and Silas Daggett had—-or Syl fancied that be had—a look of complacency under the distress and anxiety tbat he assumed.

Syl scrutinised him carefully at every opportunity, and was more firmly convinced each moment that be himself was the robber whom he expressed such anxiety to bring to justice and once she said, quietly, yet with a searching glance at his face:

I will do ali that I can to bring him to justice, Mr. Daggett.' A dark red ilusb rose to Mr. Daggett's face, but he answered, with a smile, tbat he should be very glad of her aid.

But what could she do? She conld think of nothing, thougb she racked hpr brains for hours, but to openly declare that Will had been with hor the evening before, and to wait patiently and watch Silas Daggett.

She fan over in her mind the facts concerning the robbery, which she had gained from the conversation at the dinner-table.

The keys of the store door httd been in Will's possession, and that told against him, as the thief seemed to havefentered that way at least, according to Silas Daggett, though Deacon Rankin did remind him that somebody discovered tbat a window in the back part of the store was unfastened. And then tbat half of the broken key found In Will's pocket 1 For herself, sbo had not the slightest doubt as to how It came there but could the public ever be brought to believe that Silas Daggett had h«%n guilty of so base an act?

Tbe next few dav* were full »f anxiety and suspense that tried her no rely. Will was examined

'rind

committed for

trial. Syl began fuel that she most do something. She went down to the store one morning, with no definite purpose in her mind, bat with the shadow of a hope thfct she might make tome discovery. Silas Diggett, who and de

had grown more tender ?voted to her every day stncuWill's arroat.wa* light *1 receiving* visit from her. N Uiliig dannled by Syl's

radiant

she she

:n«M, be described to her, *t grf-t* I th, the means which tbe bar,mast nave undertaken to secure the money.

But I would like to see the window whu father said wa# found to toe unlisetuud,* SvJ said, Interrupting him. And he led the way to It, but at the »'t( a— ring her, rather nrrt^ a- wit! nneoeesary vehenx 8ylt it, it waa Impossib that tbe «Mn have entered iu that way.

Sylk. window, whieh, waa nuu ."»« the ground, ber eye waa la* -v: iv attracted by in "b* *.3 It was* \r.' r, ".h" v- .-r

Syl so tbat sbe trembled and could not }«d In at, aadjamped oat of that win-

tprtnts rmmn

-.felB n-'- grw'n tl fee]"1 Some) iiad. :mb

6 TEKKK-HAUTE 8ATU EVENING MAIL. FEBRUARY 14. 1874*

dow! The tracks ran down beside tue I [From Cassei's Magazine.]

my marrying Will and then you know that pretty cottage that you promised to give me if I would marry Silas Daggett, you must give that to Will and me, and pa!'—as the deacon was turning away—"nicely furnished, yon kuow !—and, pa, wait minute !—right away, you kuow!' *1 am glad that I haven't bat one daughter, said the deacon to himself.

What tbey say of deacons' daughters is true, every word ol it 1'

t^SShS&£iS Saved from the Wreck.

that Silas Daggett must bear the loud

fierce beating of her heart. She flew home on tbe wind and rushed up stairs to Mr. Daggett's room and found a pair of boots in hia closet. Hardly waiting to pat a piece of paper around them, she harried bask to tbe store. But she did not wish to be seen this time, so she went through a back street, and stole slyly to tbat spot beneaih the window and Silas's boots fitted exactly Into tbe tracks! 8yl bad expected it, bnt she was wild with delight, nevertheless.

If Aunt Dorcas could have seen the frantic bagging which sbe bestowed upon Silas's boots, she would be more fully convinced tbat ber prophecy would be fulfilled. But Syl's delight was a little dampened before she reached borne, by the reflection tbat tbe discovery she bad made might not be considered sufficient proof of Silas Daggett's guilt. She carried the boots back to bis roorn with ber heart divided between hope and fear. As she turned to leave the room ber eye was caught by some bits of paper, which he had evidently used in shaving, lying on tbe bureau. They were pieces of a letter, and Syl looked them over half curiously, half carelessly, until she read something that made ber heart beat faster. 'Don't be afraid of a little job like that,' sbe read, by putting two of tbe pieces together. 'Do it yourself,' was another. 'In your coat, between tbe lining and the outside,' was another.

What if that meant the money? What if be bad hidden tbe money in tbat way? thought Syl. Sbe ransacked bis closet and searched all bis coats in vain and then she sat down and deliberated, with that result will be seen by the next action.

I want you and Mr. Daggett, and Sbeiiflf Allen to go down to the store with me,' she said to her father, at tbe dinner-table. 'I have made a discovery that I tbiuk may be of some importance.'

The deacon stared as if he thought she must have taken leave of her senses, and Silas Daggett grew a shade paler— orwa9itonly Syl's fancy? But they granted her request, after a little laughter and jesting about her discovery.'

Syl led them quietly around to that spot 'under the back of the window wh«rethe tracks were. The sheriff opened his eyes wide at sight of tbe tracks, and said 'It is strantre tbat these were not seen before. Here is evidently where the fellow got in

Will you ask Mr. Daggett to step into them?' said Syl, quietly Toey all laughed a little uneasily. Anybody could see now tbat Silas was pale. 'Of course Mr. Daggett will not object to doing so, if it will give y6u any satisfaction,' said Mr. Allen.

And Silas could do nothing but comply with the request and it was evident to all that the travks had been made by his feet. 'But what does that prove? What do you mean, Sylvia?' asked the deacon, angrily, but evidently perturbed in spirit. 'Nothing.' replied Sylvia 'only since Mr. Daggett is so obliging, he will probably show us what that is between tlio lining and the outside of his coat!'

It was a great risk, being only a bold guess at the truth, and Syl trembled with fear until sbe saw Silas Daggett's face. That proved bis guilt so conclusively that doabt was no longer possible. He made no resistance, and when the coat was opened, the bonds and bank notes which he had stolen from himself were discovered.

Tho letter by means of which Syl bad made her discovery was found to have come from a friend of Silas, ot whom he had asked counsel with regard to ruining Will, and thus securing Deacon Raskin's heiress.

This must be hushed up, Sylvia-

hushed right up!' said the deacon nervously. 'Why, it would ruin me! I should be a laughing-stock! I—I've made so much ot him what a reproach from the church!'

Well, I agree to say nothing about It—since, of course, you will see that Will is entirely cleared from suspicion —that is, on one condition aod if you don't agree to that, why I shall feel it my duty to tell the whole story,' said saucy Syl. 'And the condition is—?' said the dencon anxiously.

COUIiTESY.

William Wirt's letter to his daughter, on the small, sweet courtesies of life," contains a passage fr» sn which a great deal of happiness mistht be learned:

I want to tell you a secret. The way to make yourself plenum to others is to show them attention. The whole world is like the Miller at Mansfield, 'who cared for nobody—no, not he—because nobody cami for him.' And the whole world would serve you so if you gave them the cause. Let people see tbat you do care for them by showing them what Sterne so happily called the small courtesies, in which there Is no parade, whose volte is too still- to tease, and which manifest themselves b/ tender and affectionate looks and little acts of attention, giving others the preference In every little arts of attention, giving others tb© preference In ment, at tbe table, sitting and stand-

ploy

every little em in tl lag.

In tbe field, walking,

A SEXS/IJLE REFORM,,

ft i*tortevIB«' "«r»al.)

Our brvihren of th« Masonic order have decided to discard tbe stereotyped and uningiess "resolutions of oondolesie»" which are usually adopted and published «iwr tbe death of a brother. Instead of a simple* obituary notice pared, ad tM aiul spr .1 upon the "nd probably paoi««hea in Um rs. Tb* Masons have the* .»'way in a sensible reform, and tbe not t*r tf«tant when •t,|Iar serif-?kiwi's foUowfn ft. If i» ftt "•rlv su* iv'rtietaM fa .s-

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It seemed like a presentiment! At least there was something very remarkable In the fact tbat my countrymen and fellow-travelers, Dons Manuel and Domingo, should have altered tbeir plans at the last moment of leaving England, and instead of returning to Peru, their native country, via New York, as bad been previously agreed, decided to go by the more direct way of Jamaica. A thousand miles or less is ne consideration with such travelers we Peruvians are, and although

i*ay

South America, my friends did not hesitate on that account. However, it was finally arranged that my companion should return to Peru bv tbe Jamaica route, and tbat I should meet them there after touching at New York, where my wife and family were residing. Some valuable works of art, which my fellow-travelers had purchased during our ten months' wanderings in Europe were to have gone with me to New York: but here vgain tbe finger of fate seemed to interpose, and labeled them 'glass with care,' direct to Peru by sailing vessel. 1 wished afterwards that I had adopted the same precaution with regard to a small leather bag, tbat contained various presents for my friends in South America, besides many little treasures which I had collected abroad.

I had my choice of steamers for New York, as two about leaving Liverpool for that city. Both had alike the repu tation lor Fast sailing and cabin com forts, but the fates decreed that I should embark in tbe one which I will call the Arcadia, and I accordingly secured berth iu the saloon department of that vessel.

I am an old traveler, and therefore nothing was omitted in my list of requirements for a voyage by sea, except a Iile-pre8erver, which I bad intended purchasing in London, but which, in tho hurry of my departure, I bad furgotteu. My portmanteau was, as us ual, stowed away in a place in my cab in the leather bag, containing my money and valuables, was consigned to the care of tbe purser and before I retired to rest, an old sock—in which I was accustomed at night to place my silver match-box, my gold repeater, a couple of valuable rings and a little loose cash—was deposited under my pillow. Like most of my countrymen I am an inveterate smoker, and I hac not forgotten to provide myself with a goodly supply of cigars of the best brand*, together with a lew packets ot Havana cigarettes.

The Arcadia whs not altogether what I should have considered a clean and perfectly sound vessel indeed, this was her last voyage before putting into dock for repairs. However, I fed and slept well, aud the speed at which we started left nothing to be desired.

We steamed out of Liverpool, and on the followiug day we had already made 344 miles. On the next days, however, we were caught in a strong gale, which rent some of our sails and retarded our progress. But on the morrow there was a calm, aud notwithstanding this we made only 244 miles. On the *ext days, with tbe weathvr still in our favor, we made but 189 miles. The passeugers nov\f. began to comment upon the tardiness of the steamer, and many were of opinion that the coal supply was deficient and when three days later we fouid that we had made at tbe rate of 169 miles per twenty-four hours, we twitted our captain good-naturedly about the stingy allowance of coal.

We were merry party, and fraternized much during the "tedious voyage occupying the hours by playing chess, cards, aud other games, aud laying wagers as to tbe number of miles the boat was making per day. Three of the saloon passengers, whom I will call Mr. Welch, Mr. Sant, and Mr. Kew, were specially friendly with me—perhaps because I was a foreigner, aud contributed largely towards maintaining the hilarity on board. They also helped me to consume the good Havana cigars which I bad brought.

On the last day of that memorable month, the fact could not be concealed that tbe Arcadia was either deficient in coal or that the supply was of inferior quality, and upon the morning of that day it whs resolved to make for Halifax. At 12 o'clock our captain gave orders to change the route and put tbe ship's bead northwards. It w- sonly after the mischief was done we learned tbat the steamer bad at that moment already

1 STtbenbiil?2g''Lltethe thirteen miles an hour. My rriond Mr. Welch, whose destination was South Carolina, signified bis

Intention to land at Halifax, and continue ihe rest of the journey to New York by rail. He advised me to follow his example, and, as I was heartily tired of tbe sea-voyage, I willingly agreed to ^company him. Other P^ngers I

joined in our scheme, and discussed

with us as to the best tneaus of carrying out ou,r plan. But man proposes and

I retired early to my berth on the evening of a very memorable day, and slept somewhat* more soundly than I had hitherto done. Tbe thought of awakening on tbe morrow off Halifax, and continuing tbe joarney by land, was a delightful prospect,and I soon began to dream tbat I was already in the bosom Of my auxions family.

Long before daybreak I was awoke by a strange noise, as of machinery in violent motion. At first I took no notice of tbe sounds, for I attributed them to the haaiing up of cinders from tbe furnaces below. Upon their being repeated, however, I threw on a few clothes, tripped into my slippers and entered tbe saloon. Here I was met by one of the stewards, who, in great agitation, informed me tbat the steamer had strnck. I thought at first be was only joking, and that the vessel was 'on strike,' and bad refused to go «n. Hisr^al meaning waa, however, soon made clear to my understanding. Tbe steamer bad struck on a rock, sod was fast sinking.

My first impulse was to fly for safety to a high part of the vessel, and trust in Provideaee for my deltveranca. ReeolifvHng, however, tbat death from exI. p. re to the cold was said to be even worse than death from drowning, I

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-!5f thought me also of the old sock, which, besides my watch, rings and match lv k,«h *ined twenty-three sovereigns ftc.d, tuu.king these might prove of service, I gathered them together sad stall :iem barridly into pocket of mv ov***aat, where 1 found also few .iivl cigarettes. There was ti*:." lor anv further preparations. :r was already rushing in tor-

th0 lU\a

Gbk mI«H«sr r:vl«d.at h. u« s. f*w wer- -osklng. ., uttar-taik-f* a whilst Th- on dedk wanlnd«*d ter"h wTM*%ti, *fck«lfcerM ^"prayed r!K«s. Tt.. rt-^r of the steerage esbtn «r b," "Wtl, bo," said sh», not as] I It hi th? w» op B, and the emlOfUm «sl like to but the children gnmts were pouri** out Hlte snts from make MMSb d—o ootae I c*a*t pray." I a besieged ant-hill. Women ikgdnitty* He cave he* a

tract" on awtstriag rmwere rat a* wildly aboot ln

when be came away. «airections, ami rent the night air with

Z?3

«uirs. nd, before

I h"-* time ro re«ch the deck, my

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their shrieks and piteous cries for help. Alighting on the quarter deck, I encountered Mr. Sant in tb« act of putting on a lite-preserver, and near tbe wheel-house tbe last of tbe signal rockets was being fired.

Instinctively, or as if inspired, I clung to the broad wooden rail on the starboard, or right-band side of the steamer, for in that moment tbe vessel suddenly heaved over, and threatened to preclpi tat« me into the sea. I now fell on ray knees and, in my native language, implored Heaven to forgive mv sins, and

frotect

my beloved wife and children,

fancied then tbat 1 saw my, dear fam

ily standing in the center of the deck before me, and tbe illusion was onl dispelled when I observed that the deci was so mncb oat ot the horizontal that 1 was forced to bold fast to tbe rail in order to save myself from falling forward. I clung for very lire to an iron bar of this rail, for the steamer had heeled over again, and stood as they say 'on her beam ends.'

I thought it strange that she should have fallen with ber deck seawards, when tbe waves and winds were inclining her to tbe land side. If, however, she had fallen in the opposite direc tion, every soul on boani must have peris htd.

Wearied with grasping the rail of the steamer, I ventured to change my plaoe of safety, and for this purpose moved cautiously towards tbe hurricane or bridge deck, which is the highest part of a vessel. Seating myself upon one of the iron props of the bridge, I felt tbe waves as tbey dashed against the upturned hull, and I beard a voice repeatedly cry, 'Take to the riggin I, however, did not avail myself of the invitation, lor 1 could oraerve indistinct! tbat the rigging was already black wit people, and it was besides difficult to approach that quarter ef tbe steamer. Light was issuing from the portholes of tbe bull beneath me, but this was presently extinguished by the waves, as they dashed into the little windows. I myself soon became thoroughly drenched with water, my feet and hands wore numbed with the cold, and my slippers parted company.

Suddenly I lost my bold and fell. I now thought that my end was indeed approaching, but by a miracle I presently found myself seated saddle-fash-ion on tho wooden rail below. Again I thanked Heaven for my safety, and as I was uttering tbe word*, a voice near me asked whether I was addressing him. 'No,'I replied, 'I am praying, and I recommend you to do the same.'

What language do you pray in he inquired. In Spanish,' 1 answered but you can pray in your own languago, you know.'

The waves still beat with fury against tbe wreck, and now daylight "began to appear, and gradually revealed tbe objects around. Land—so dreadful a few hours since, so welcome now—was distinctly visible. The steamer appeared to be inclosed in a kind of semi-circle of land.

In turning my head I beheld my frieud Mr. Sant, whom I found to be the person who lust addressed me.

Are yon Senor C——?' he asked. I am,' Oh! we are lost—we are lost!' he exclaimed.

On the contrary,' said I, 'I believe we are saved. Saved for the moment, only!' he said,

The poor fellow had neither bat nor coat on, and was shivering with cold. Water was dripping from his head, and his watch guard hung losely from his waistcoat. He told tne that he had offered one of the sailors fifty dollars for life-preserver, tbat tbe man bad aoceptedhis offer, but Mr. Sant's bands were so benumbed with cold tbat he was unable toextract the ooln from his fob. The sailor therefore followed my friend's directions, and helped himself. The life preserver, however, proved of no service, nor had a life-preserver, been of r.ny use to George one of the attendants of the saloon, who tried to avail himselfof one. His body was then floating under my gaze.

By the blessed light of day I could now calculate the distance which separated us from land. The nearest point ol

terra Jlrma

was a large rock about

twenty-five yards from the prow-head beyond the rock was a small island, which I afterwards learnt was called Gulls'Head. Many of the shipwrecked passengers and crew were already assembled on the rock, while others bad reached the island.

One unfortunate, whom, from tbe color of bis skin, I judged to be an en-gine-stoker, lay groaning and making horrible contortions with bis body near my feet. The poor fellow had, like many others, lost his reason. Fearing that in bis paroxysms be might clutch at my feet, aud that we should both roll overboard, I thought it advisable to shift my quarters. This was easier said than done, for I bad lost thense of my feet. I however contrived to crawl

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along tbe edge of tbe bull

tn (hA rail of the steamer

holding on to tbe rail of the steamer, and pausing here and there till I fonnd an opportunity to pass, for tbe overturned hall was crowded with people.

During one of these pauses, I bethought me of indulging In tbe luxury of a cigar. I remembered that my matches were safely deposited in my sock, «nd I thought that, perhaps, tbe water bad not p«hetrated the silver-box which held then. I accordingly extracted a cigar from a pocket In my overcoat, and placed it in my moutb. Alss! tbe cigar was soaking with seawater. I allowed It to fall from my Hps, while I continued my joarney, which was of more vital importance.

When I bad reached tbe center of the steamer,I observed a boat coming from tbe island, ft appeared to be extremcS" small, was without seats, and tbe hermen by whom it was manned seemed afraid to approach too near the wreck. A few moments late a larger boat put off from the island, and came to the rcscue of tbe passengers, 1 had now reached that part of the steamer where the mizsen mast is situated, and here I found tny friends, Welch and Kew. We exchanged greetings, and I

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laced myself literally, and not in tbe sense of the expression, 'at tbetrftat.* While conversing with my friends, some of the passengers and crew wen being, removed from tbe wrc by means of a rope, which, as I afterwards b*»rd, had, by the bravery of tbe first officer, been omnected with the rock, had again from the latter to ^eJalaad. Those wbo availed tbetn-

Ives of this means of escape were sadly beaten by tbe waves, which rase higher and higher every moment. Many of them, exhausted with their efforts, aod frewt-bitten with tbe cold, fell dead on tbeir way along the rope.

Amongst those who remained on tbe hail, awaiting tbe approach of tbe boats, wet* not few who went raving mad, slipped Into the sea, snd ware drowned,

My frozen bsnds cad feet rendered m» powerless to leave tbe wreck by me*ns of tbe rope, so 2 made no effort In that dfrec: ioi. Occasionally I raised my wet overcoat from my ebost, to see if my body cmftinned warns, and I wee greatlv thankful at tbe sight oftlre vapor which it dispelled.

The boats now began to venture nearer to the wreck, and those who had not lost the use of their hands and feet passed onward toward the tow of the steamer, and in turn descended by a rope and embarked.

Unable to follow their example, I patiently awaited some other moans lor my rescue. Presently tbe larger boat returned from the island for the fifth time, and passed from tbe stern end of the steamer under that part of the hall where I was stationed. As It approached I let go my hold, aud trusting to good fortune that 1 might hook on to the boat by an arm or a leg, I slipped downwards over tbe hull. My leg missed Us mark, and it was then. I think, that 1 received the two gashes in my foot, which for many long weeks afterwards I retained. I fell into the water, but in doing so I contrived to hook on by an arm to tho gunwale of the boat, and iu this condition, and by swimming a little with my legs, I was soon hauled in head foremost by one of tbe fishermen.

By this means I was safely landed. My teet were greatly swollen aud bleeding, especially u»y loft foot but all sense of feeling bad long since deserted me, and I experienced no pain.

Two men supported me in their arms and endeavored to restore animation. While they were doing so I clasped my hands, and thanked God aload for my deliver nee. One oftbe fishermen,who of course, did not understand the language in which my words were uttered, called to a messmate and said 'I say, Johnny, here's a fellow talking gibberish. He's gone cleau mad, you net.'

I soon assured him in bis own language tbat I was in my right seuses. 'Well, then, Jobuny"said he,'take off your socks, if you have any with you, and put them on this gontleman, for he can't walk, and that's a fact.

Johnny obeyed, aud afterwards assisted one of the men to convey me to the bouse of a fisherman named O'Brien who is also the magistrate of Gulls Head Island. O'Brien and his daughter were very kind, and provided tea and bread and butter for all the passengers who arrived at their humblo dwelling. We numbered upwards of one hundred aud fifty at the fisherman's house but we were all men, for every woman had perished in the wreck, ana only oue boy, a lad of fourteen, was saved.

While the tea was preparing. I succeeded in drying by the lire ana smoking one of my cigarettes. After the six or seven hours of suffering which I had just experienced, that little cigarette was a luxury over to bo remembered. And shall I ever forgot the hot oup of tea and tho bread and butter which followed

After partaking of this (as it than seemed to me) princely fare, tho captain of tho ill-fated steamer walked in, and finding bow many shipwrecked people were billeted on O'Brien, he said tbat some of us must be removed to another locality. I and some others were accordingly conducted to ahother house, where we were again regaled with tea and bread and butter. Butafter partaking of that second meal 1 was shown into a bed room, where 1 soon threw off my damp clothes and retired for the night. And what a night!

On the following morning, at 3 o'clock came the welcome nows tbat some steamers for our conveyance from tbe island bad arrived from Halifax, nnd shortly after we wore on board one called the Delta.

In due course we landed at Halifax, and some of our pnrty were taken to a hotel in that citv. Taero I was visited by Dr. wbo examined ray feet, and declared that my left foot showed signs of gangrene. Dr. W another physician of the town, however, dlffeiS ed.and undertook to cure my feet, by the application or carbonized oil.

Next day,aceom pan led bv my friends anri fellow-sufferers, Welch and Kew, aud a servant who bad been saved from tbe wreck, I left Halifax in a small steamer, and after a peaceful voyage of two nights and .a day, landed at Portland.

Thanks to the carbonized oil prescribed by Dr. W—, tbe mncb dreaded gangrene never appeared.

From Portland we went on to Boston. My servant Tom, assisted by some laborers wbo willingly volunteered their services, carried me in turn from the steamer to tbe train. In a few short hours we arrived at Boston, and alter breakfasting at tbe Tremont House, where payment was generously refused by the landlord, I bade adieu to my friends Welob and Kaw, whose destination was in another direction, and took tho train for New York and home.

TUE LITTLE PEOPLE.

Is there any objection to a tesober 'warming' the naughty scholars if he keeps school himself?

Schoolmaster: 'What Is nothing?' Boy: 'It is when a man asks you t6 hold his horse, and fast says. 'Thank you.'

Nothing better illustrates tbe down* bill tendency of Amsriean yout hs than tbe feet that one company at Montpeillor sold 11,000 sleds for children last winter.

At a school examination an'eloquent clergyman made a brief address to th# pupils on the necessity of obeying their umcbers and growing up loyal and useful citizens. To emphasize bis remarks, be pointed to a large national flag spread on one side of tho room, end inaired, 'Boys, what is tbat flag for A ule urchin, wbo understood the condition of tbe house better than the speaker, promptly answered, To bide the dirt, sir.'

Toestringency in the egg market is ptinful. There has been a large falling off in deposits of late, many of tbe bens having entirely suspended, while others are holding on to the preserves, It is thought, however, tbat nearly all will be able to resame in the »pri«p\ when tbe crops begin to move.

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ful euros of rheumatism, neorsJgi*, jaw, Kprsin#, swelling*, burns, aeaws, eat"--:r.'k breasU, pofawnoas bites, salt rbenm, ear-ach#, £c., and the r*clp« Of tbe Liniment will be mptsra«l«t« «n*v It is tbe most wm»*w«»l A*""* relieving agent tbe and tt sells tends to do. One *L WOTlh""*!4 ^inpdred dolter* fi»r spavined*.

IW*V'*W» JutoPZ owner can afford to be wit be Jt entsor Uniment. Prtee,»eew«i hmwbot »#,«». J.H. Op-.** Broadwsy. Hew York. (Misris is more iban a *nt»tnoi# tot?* Ctoster OIL. It is tbe only SATS SI tide I* existence wtrtri* Is sore to mpalato tie? bowels, em* wind-oolic and prodoe* ra»ar^ ai« cm. It is !«»—m to take. T»ll«tren notary snd mothers may sleep.