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Lips that spake tenderly in th’ long, long ago; Eyes that were brightest when on us they’d beam; Hands that caressed us—but, alas! we now know They arc closed and lustreless—locked in a dream. Oh! the shrou I and coßin and grave hide from view Those lips, hands, and eye? —meek, gentle, arid mild ; Yet, in memory oft wo behold them anew As they smiled and caressed and bcainod on the child. I'pon that dear grave bright dew-drop? are falling, And in our heart there’s a longing and pain ; We turn to the world—its duties are calling ; Away from (he dead, to the living again. Farewell to ye all, then —lips we can not kiss, Nor can loving words by them be spoken. Bright eyes, caressing hands —all of re we miss, l or locked are ye all in a sleep unbroken. Farewell to ye all, then—your re.-f sweetly take; Wo, too, shall steep—but th’ sleep shall be broken ; And together, at last, in heaven we’ll awake But the dream of the grate will remain un spoken ! April 27, 1873. HE STORY OF THE SEEOSD MATE. I do not remember when it was that the second mate first began to show his demonstrative admiration fur our pretty fellow-passenger. It was Dick Holliday who called my attention to it as a capital joke, while we were yet in the Mediterranean—a fortnight or so after we had sailed from Leghorn. We two were leaning on the quarter-rail just before dusk, when Miss Ellis cainc on deck. “There’s the candle,” said Dick, “and presently you'll see the moth.” In the course of the next five minutes, Mr. Jones, bur second mute, lounged over the opposite side of the deck and entered into au animated con versation with the young lady on the interesting topic of sharks. At least we judged so by her questions, which Were put in such a pleat, sweet voice, the wind, foth to part with the mu sical toues, indiscreetly carried them wifhin oqr hearing. “He’s a sort of ideates Ijead in point of. beauty pontinned my friend, “bi|.t he’s neither too old nor too ugly to suffer an urn pomfortable singeing.” I had a half-formed idea that I father liked the second mate,aDd a very perta® convictiou that I particularly admired pretty Mary Ellis. As I dis liked to see the man make a fool of himself, or the girl to appear in the discreditable character of a Dick’s moth-and-candle theory annoyed me. I therefore took the liberty of to tally disbelieving it, and should have coutinued to do so had not the evidence gradually become too plain to be mis taken. Tlmre was only four of us in the cabia—Dick, Miss Ellis, her father, and myself. Why we had taken pas* sage from Leghorn to New York in a slow sailing, marblo-laden ship, instead of returning home by a quick and more fashionable route, does not pertain to the present story. As the oulv lady ®toe mnmitn. BY FROST, LAWSON. CORKKR &. GRAY. VOL. IH.i passenger, Miss Ellis was naturally the chief object of interest to nty friend and myself. Her father was old, ill, and unable to play whist, and was, consequently, an extremely uninterest ing follow-passenger. Fortunately he kept his room pretty closely, aud we saw very little of him. But his daugh ter was the brightest and most bewitch ing little woman that ever made long sea voyages not only endurable but de lightful. She was twenty-five, as she frankly confessed, and had spent the last three years in traveling with her invalid father. She was never dull or dispirited, and though frank and bright in mauner,never transgressed the limits of maidenly propriety. She was quite aware of the fact that she was extremely pretty, and she had an irresistible ten dency towards innocent flirtation. — Had I been a younger man, or had Dick not possessed a wife and a quanti ty bf children at home, odo or both of us would certainly have rehearsed the world old drama of idle love,Mary Ellis in the leading female role, as the critics would say. As for Mr. Jones he was the last man whom any one would deem ca pable of sentiment of any sort. He was old although he said he was only thirty five.rough weather and a wild, dissolute life had made him much old than bis years. His complexion was nearly the color of mahogany when it is well oiled, though it lacked the polished surface which is generally associated with that article in its manufactured state. His hair was grizzled and uukempt, and an ugly scar, which stretched across his forehead—the memorial of a desperate fight with a mutinous crew—added nothing to his beauty. Still his eyes woro clear and piercing, and his figure athletic and manly. I suppose there are women who might possibly have fallen in love with him. The Duchess Jo.-iane certainly would. When one came to consider Jones spiritual, and distinguished from Jones physical, it was still more difficult to understand how he could have had the amusing self-conceit to imagine that Miss Ellis could regard him with any thing but the barest toleration. He was a bold, quick, skillful sailor; a man born to command the refuse of humanity that mans our merchant vessels. He was hard aud cruel to the lazy and ig norant, and as a swearer, fairly eclipsed any one whom I have ever heard in the devlish intensity of hie innumerable oaths. He was a totally illiterate man, and bis want of knowledge of naviga tion made it impossible for him to rise above a subordinate station in bis pro fession. His conversation had a cer tain spice of shrewdness and homely good sense, but was a constant defiance of Lindley Murray and all his works. Ilis code of morality was comprised in two rules—never to be drunk at sea, and always to obey orders. This was certainly a pretty sort of fellow to take a fancy to a refined and delicate girl.— To do him justice, he was brave and manly in bis station; but what right had lie to look, except from an infinite distance, at sweet Mary Ellis? It would have been amusing had it not made me indignant, to note how the man watched for her appearance. At every step that sounded from the com panion way, he would turn, with a look of expectation in his face, that the dull est witness could not fail to understand. Wheu she did appear, he would soon contrive to carelessly approach her, and would nevop be absent from her side, except fop a few moments at a time, while the two were on deck. He was perpetually bringing mattrasses for her to rest upon, and shawls to wrap around her, I have known him to keep a sailor in the mizzen-elmins for hours at a time, catching floating bits of sea-weed and stray jelly-fish fbr her amusement. What was more oreditable to him, he never abused the men in her presence, “S ALUS POPULI SUPR EM A I? 33 351 ESTO.* WAYNESBORO’, GA., THURSDAY, MAY 1, 1873. and rarely swore while she was in hear ing. More than once, at the warning touch of her hand upon his arm. he dropped his raised hand and suppressed the half muttered oath about to be launched at somo unhappy fellow who had committed an unusually irritating offence against the laws of good seaman ship. This morii-and-candle business went on for several weeks. Mary Ellis was, or affected to be, totally unconscious of the • onquest she had made. Neither Dick nor myself felt at liberty to re monstrate with her in behalf of the peace of mind of the second mate. I did, however, venture one day to warn Mr. Jones of the attention his con duct had attracted. We bad grown quite friendly by this time, and I fan cied that the kindly interest I took iu his welfare would rather flatter him than otherwise. He listened to what I had to say, with his hands thurst into his pockets, and his gaze directed miles away toward the distant horizon. “And so, Mr. Jones,” I concluded, “you must >ee that this sort of thing won’t do. The lady is quite out of your sphere, and either don’t suspect that you care particularly for her, or else is amusing herself at your expense.” He turned and looked at me,silently. “Mister,” said he, at last, slowly and reflectively, “like enough you mean all right, so I wou’t git insd about it. But you’re making the d—est fool of j our self ! Talking to me about your spheres! Why, I am a man, ain’t I? and a white man, too ? Aud she’s a woman, ain’t she? What’s your sphere got to do with my being perlite to the young wornm ? I expect she gets tired of your infernal jaw sometimes--I know I do, anyhow—and she don’t mind listening to me a bit, for a healthy change. What I think of her ain’t your business, nor anybody clse’s but I ain’t a agoing to let any man say that she’s playin’ it on me. Now you've got your course, and that’s enough. I don’t allow no inteferrin’ from passengers nor nobod v.” And he walked away. After tins failure, I tried him with no more advice. Gradually I became convinced that Miss Ellis was in reality a heartless coquett, wito was amusing herself with a conquest so out of the ordinary way ns to interest her from its very oddity. The conviction that she was actually capable of this petty cruelty made me necessarily revise my original opinion of her; aud I ceased to regard her with the warm admiration with which she had at first inspired mo. The vovage grew dull and tiresome. As it drew towards a close I began to chafe at. any lull of the fair wiud that had followed us a cross the Atlantic, and to lose patienoe at the first breath of an adverse breeze. I have not yet mentioned our captain, for the simple reasou that ho had hardly been seen by any one of us swipe we left Gibraltar.— He was an ill-tempered, ill-mannered fellow, who disappeared in his cabin as soon as we were clear of the straits, and entered upon a quiet course of retired drunken uess, in which he persevered throughout the voyage. The mate nav igated the vessel, and was in every way an intelligent and competent officer. ! I never dreamed that wo were uot pro seeding on our course as rapidly and as safely as the ship could be sailed, until I, one day, saw the mate chalk certain figures on a board and hold them up to the sight of a passing ves sel. Her people immediately answered by displaying a series of totally diffe rent figures, the sight of which elicited ahearty oath from the mate who said: “I knew our chronometer was wrong, but when the odd man is sober enough to talk, he swears a hlue streak if I say anything about it.” My newly awakened suspicions that wc were not in the most enviable situa i tion were unexpectedly verified that same night. T had not lolt well dur- TWO DOLLARS A YEAR, IN ADVANCE. ing the day, and, soon after dark wont to my state-room, which was in the house on deck, and laid down to my berth. Presently l heard a voice from the deck close to my room. Of course I ought not to have permitted myself to hear—for listening is not the proper term to apply to my involuntary share in the confidence which the second mate was bestowing upon Miss Ellis—but I could not easily help myself. They had evidently been talking somewhere else, and had sheltered beneath the lee of the house is order to continue their conver in unmolested. Mr. Jones was speakr * when I first be came aware of their close proximity to me. “I’m agoin’ to tell you this,” he said, “because you’re not like the other wo men that’ll holler and raise Ned the minute they think there’s any danger. You’re brave, if I know what’s brave in a gal—aud I ought to by this time. I want you not to say a word about this to yer father, for it ain’t tny business to tell passengers anything; but the fact is we may go ashore any time to-night, and I want you to be ready.” “Go ashore to-night!” she cried joy fully; “O, that is too good! Why, I thought wo were a hundred miles from land. “You don’t git my mcauin’,’’ he re plied. “What I mean to say is this the mate’s chronometer is all wrong. He and I’ve suspicioned it for a week back, and to day we got the longitude from the bark you was a lookin’ at, and, if they was right, we’re close on the coast.” “And what of that! Shan’t wo get home all the quicker?” she asked, gay ly. “Don’t you understand ?” he answer ed. “The old man—the captain I mean —is gittin’sober, and he's told his mate not to change his course, or to take a r.g off her. First we know, we’ll run slan on to Hatteras beach; and if it comes on to blow—as it’s agoin’ to, sure —we’ll go to lie—ll so quick that the old man won't-get a chance to get drunk again.” “Do you moan that wc are in dan gar she asked in a lower tone. “Yes, I do; but don’t you get fright ened. Mebbe we’ll go through the night all right; but if we don’t and any thing does happen, come straight to mo. I’ll be on deck, and I’ll lay down my life for you, Miss Mary, God knows!” She asked him quickly: Why do you mind what the captain says, if he is not sober ? Why don’t you and Sir. Cas well (the mate) do what you think best ?’ He laughed grimly. “I’ve been to sea, Miss—man and boy—for twenty years, and I never yet went again’ my superior officer’s orders. The old man says drive her, and that’s the end of it. If he drives her ashore, it’s his own lookout; and, if it want’s for you, I wish he would. When he loses a ship or two, m<ibbe his owners will get sober men to navigate for ’em.” “I am not afraid, Mr. Jones,” an swered the girl, ‘lf we are wrecked, I will do just as you tell me. You can’t think how It 1 auk ou for telling me the truth.” Mr. Jorc.s was quiet for a moment, and I heard her dress rustle, as though she turned to go. “Wait a bit, if you please, Miss,” said the mate: “I want to say one word to you.” After a pause, he begap: “Miss Mary, you’ve no need to tell me what I am; as one of them old chaps that’s in the cabin with you did, once, since we’ve been out o’ port. I know jest what I, am, better’n you and be could tell me if you try your best and keep it up, right on end, for a week. I’m am ig norant brute, that ain't fit to touch your dress—let aloue vour hand. Ido my duty when I’m at sea, and get drunk and play ho—ll when I m ashore —and that's all there is of me. But, you see, I never had no bringin’ up. I don’t even know who ray mother was; and I’ve been kicked around at sea ever since I’ve been big enough to know the end of a uiarlinspike I aiu’t so bad as some of the sailors thinks lam; but I’m a hundred thousand fathoms below you. All I want to tell is jest this.— There’s never a man among all the lot you’ve kuowed that could begin to love you as I do. For God’s sake, don’t look afeared of me. I ain’t such a fool as to think that you could ever kecr a straw for me; but I can’t help telliu’ you how true and honest I love you.— I’d die happy for you, Miss Mary, even if I knowed you’d never think of me again. I never meant to tell you this! aud I’ll never say another word about it. But, my God ! when I think of how I love you, and how there’s fifty thou sand Atlantic oceans between us, I get wild. I’ve thought of it some nights, iss, till I couldu’t bear it any longer, and I’ve jest jumped forward and gono to lickiu’ the sailors, to keep from goin’ crazy, and ” “Mr. Joues! Mr. Jones!” came the sharp call of the captain, cutting short the poor fellow’s coufession. “Ay, ay, sir!” he answered and went to meet his sober, but by no means sane commander; “Why haven’t you got the to’gallants’ls set sir? Didn’t I tell you to give her all she’d carry. ’ “The fore-to’ gallant yard’s a little sprung, air, and I wasn’t sure of its bearin’ the sail,” answerod Mr. Jones. “I’ll do the thinking for this ship, Mr. Jones—if you’ve no objection” re turned the captain. “Set the fore and ruizzen-to’ gallants’ls, and don’t you start a sheet until I give you word.” The top gallant sails were sheeted home, and the yards hoisted. The wiud, which had been blowing strongly all day, and freshened as the sun set, was now blowing a stiff gale from the eastward. The ship staggered and plunged under the pres 9 of canvas. The captain walked the deck with a quick nervous step. He was intensely irri table, from the effects of his long d bauch, and though quite sober, was goaded by his unstrung nerves into a reckless impatience that found relief only in the driving of his ship to the uttermost of her capabilities, I listened with uneasiness to the bowling of the wind through the riggiug, and debating the question, whether to go to sleep, and to forget the danger we were in or to go on deck and make myself uncomfort able by watching for the disaster which I apprehended. My decision was quick ened by a sudden order from the cap tain. “Mr. Jones, set tho main-royal.” “Set the main-royal, sir ?” repeated the astonished seoond mate, in a doubt ing tone. “Set the main-royal, sir. Do you hear ?” roared the captain. “Loose all three of them, and set thorn instantly. If you don’t know how to sail a ship with a fair wind I’lDshow you.” Mr Janos hesitated no longer. In a few moments tho royals were spread to the gale; but before the yards were trimmed I was on deck. Miss Ellis had disappeared, and the second mate was evidently averse to conversation. I noticed thaf a man lingered near the mizzenrigging after the rest of the watch had gone forward. 1 So, too, did the oaptain, who walked abruptly up to the sailor, and demand ed to know what be was waiting for. Mr. Jones ordered me to stand by the lanyards, sir,” answered the man. “Go forward 1” yelled the captain. “Mr. Jpues, I want you to understand that when Ijm on deck I can sail this ship without auy of your interference. Let me see any more of it, and I’ll put you in irons for mutiny; by G—!” Poor Mr Jones gave no answer. Hjm self the most intolerenf and cruel of dis ciplinarians, ho did Dot resent the rating of his commander. 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In anotLer moment a sharp, piercing cry rang from the forecastle— “ Breakers a' ead!” “Let go yer royal and to'gallant hal yards, fore and aft P roared the second mate. “Stand by yer top sail halyard. Man the port braces, some of us ; and stand by to slack the starboard brace ß Cull all hands. ’Bout ship !” But, while the light sails were yet fluttering in the caps, and before the yards could be swung, so as to change the vessel’s course, she struck heavily, bows on—the main fore top-gallant masts going over the side, and drag ging the miz7.entop-mast with them— At the same moment,an enormous green sea boarded us on the quarter, sweeping away the wretched captain, several of the crew, and the first mate,who was on deck a few minutes after she had struck. Luckily, I was too far forward to re ceive the full force of the wave, and, as soon as the decks were clear of water, Mr. Jones made his way to my side, and said, “Go below and bring the V* forrard lo the fo’castlc. Steady, now ; aud don’t get yourself overboard.” By narrowly watching our opportu nity, Dick, Miss Ellis, her father and myself managed to gain the forecastle. Mr, Jones, bareheaded, was busy super intending the cutti jg away of the masts, and the clearing of the wreck. Re lieved from the weight of her topham pei the ship rose somewhat, and drove farther in upon the sand- The seal boarded us less frequently but the ship pounded on the beach with a vio lence which placed her in immediate danger of breaking up. When lip had done what lie could for our momentary safety, Mr. Jones called the crew, and sjud : “If any of you want to try the lg>at you can do it. I shan’t. You oan’t b: no.more use here, but it’s the saftest place for you. However if yo wjsnt the boat, I won’t stand in youp w^y." “We’ll take the boat, Mr. Jones,”— replied one of the men. “She’ll,gp,tf, pieces in half an hour, and you’d better come with us.” “Not I,” returned the second mate; “I dpu’t take no bpating excursions in this weather. Wear away the boat if you want to, and good luck to you.”— And then turning to the passengers, be continued : . “If you’ll take my advice, you’ll stop aboard. She’ll last, some time yet, but them fellows in the boat’ll be swamped in ten minutes.” “Wo stay with you,” said Mary, walking up to Mr. Jones, and placing her little hand in his rough paws.— That settled the question for hpr an and rest of us. The men cleared away a leaky boat, that lay bottom upward on the amjd* ship, and casting off, vanished in the darkness. Mr. Jones told us to keep where we were, while he went aft fyr*, moment. We watched, him,,cautiously working, his way aft to the wheel-house, which was still standing. Presently, be came in sight again carrying a life-buoy. We knew for whom it was intended. !Ejut just as he bad nearly passed bg*. yond the line of danger, fye was struck, by a mighty wave that toje him from, his hold and dashed: him, against the. stump of the raaiemnst. Receding, wave left, him clinging to a, bolt, but, unable to rise. Dick and.! I dragged’ him forward, and,(laidhim with bis head* in Mary’s lap., Tfao brarp follow,.kadi nover lost his hold of the life preserver. 1 {COCMJDKD ON FOURTH, PSP*.]