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PERRY, GEOE.Gil. THtJRSDAY/ JUEY 25, 1889
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think we should wait until the ship settled this old difference. But one expected you to return?”
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fidence in the magnetic needle; 1 j knbw the old Ti. is an old tub,
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April 15th, 1848, at. Sonthham-
ton, on the coast of Long Island.
The air is vocal with the piping of
a million tadpoles in : the swampy
ground west of the main street of
the village. . It is, the first sure
herald of spring. A maiden lithe
and fair steps out from one of the
many cozy farmhouses, and takes
her way to the academy hall,where
the weekly singing-school is held.
Let us enter the house she has
left. A man., in middle-age has
just laid down, the semi-weekly
Spectator, which he had been
reading aloud, and Turns slowly
his gaze ]lpon his wife, who is en
gaged in mending the family stock
ings. He has a weary, anxious,
look before he breaks the silence.
“Well, mother, do you see what
we can do to save- the old home
stead?” ... . ■ ;... :
“Is it as bad as that, father? I
should think you could borrow the
money from some of the neighbors..
It is only five hundred' dollars.”,
“1 know, but. V/fi. ,can’t touch
Henry’s money in the bank for
months yet, supposing the ship
and crew are lost; and I hate to go
begging for a loan; and besides,
who has the money to lend except
the Squire? You know how he
feels toward, me.” •
“Well, it is not due until June,
and ; the Jiord will find, a way. I
have trusted him too long to give
up now.” , . ,
The husband answered only with
a sigh, Mr. Mitchell had been in
jured by a fall some fifteen years
before, and ever since," though able
to carry on his farming: business,
had not been able to do an able-
bodied man’s work. Two years
before he had lost, by fire a barn
with its contents of hay, grain and
horses, and could only secure the
money to rebuild and stock by a
loan with a mortgage on the home
stead. This he- thought safe
enough, as-the sum might be part
ly obtained from the sale of lag
crops, and - partly by assistance
from his son, then at sea as second
mate of the whaler Ticonderoga, of
Sag Harbor. But crops had been
small, and the ship was long over
due, and fears- ware- general of her
having foundered in a gale.
While the good people in this
house were discussing their hopes
and fears, let us. enter another of
the village residences. The ’squire
and his wife also are alone. ' One
son, thei!£>flrst-boim, is captain of
the missing whaler; the other, a
bright yoilng man, not a year out
of college, has gone to the singing-
school with his sister. Nellie Gel-
son is the light of that household,
.and her fatlien.has not yet learned
to look with friendly eye on, the
suitors who have sought to take-
her from the .paternal home. • She
loves, and her lover, is. particularly
objectionable in the. eyes of her
father. He is the second mate of
the Ticonderoga, and what the . fa
ther’s objections are may be learn
ed from tlie conversation now tak
ing place between the ’squire and
his wife.
“Bat,” said his wife, “you should
not reckon it a fault in Hiram that
he was partially disabled by an ac
cident” ,
“No; hot a fault, but a misfor-
tuna . ; I don’t wish Nellie allied
with an unlucky family. And, be
sides, there’s thathverlasting dis
pute about the boundary of the
wood-lot at Sebonac. ~ You know
Hiram claims a long strip . of my
land heavily timbered. The old
lines in the deed run over by com
pass put the strip in my land, and
he obstinately clings to an old stone
he. claims is a corner-stone, which
may have been there ages before a
white, man ever came here. And
there is that cow he bought of me
and claims he paid Marshall feu:
just before he went to sea. If he
did, why didn’t. Marshall tell me
of it, or hand it over?”.
, “Why you know the ship had
Beenweady and ..•^aitffig for a fair
wind Ids three d^s, and the very
“Yes, if the ship ever comes in,”
said the . ’squire testily. “As to
Marshall’s marrying Bertha Mitch
ell, that’s his own affair. But our
Nellie—I cannot, as ? I . feel now,
give her to Henry, at. least until
he is better able to take care of
her.” ■ •
- “Well, he is doing Very well so
far, and Nellie is*.satisfied. Don't
you think she ought to have some
voice in the choice of a-husband?”
To this the ’squire found no an
swer, and lapsed into moody si
lence.
A few days after the scenes at
ihe opening of cur tale, on a bright
morning, Mr. Mitchell, and the
’squire met in. the village. Mr.
Gelston asked his neighbor if he
willing to make one more trial. to
settle the boundary of the wood-
lots, and as that day promised fine
weather, to go at once upon the
work. -. ;• .;=
“Yes,” said Mr. Mitchell,'‘'Twill
go, although I had.intended to go
after a lot of soft-shell clams. Yes,
I will go and take the old deeds to
get- the courses and distances of
the land.”
“Oh, by the way, suppose we
have my son Thomas along torun
ihe lines. You knew he has a set
of surveying instruments, and must
be familiar with' all the new wrin
kles in the business, as he has just
graduated at Yale. There he
comes now. Tom, we were just
speaking of tackling the old boun
dary line at Sebonac—do you feel
competent to undertake the busi
ness?” - -
“Yes; I think I can run a wood
line without any trouble. I was
thinking about the old boundary
line last night, and the idea caihe
iuto my head that -1 could solve
the problem that has baffled the old
town surveyor.: You see, neither
the first surveyor who laid out the
lots in 1750 -when the ..deeds were
written, nor the old living survey
or ever thought of the variations
the needle. I looked . over my
notes at once, and found that in
1750 the variation of the needle
was about eighty.degrees west, and
now it is about six , degrees west.
This correction may show ns the
true line.” i
Good, my boy; that’s a good
idea/’, said the ’squire, “and we’ll
give it a trial. You go home,
neighbor, and get your deed, and I
will harness up at once, and take
you with us.”
; Once in the woods, there was no
difficulty in finding the starting-
point. The course as laid down in
the old deed brought by Mr. Mitch
ell w$s north seven degrees west,
eighty-four rods; then south twen
ty rods, etc. ..The line, run on this
course by compass eighty-four
rods, terminated four rods to the
south of the ; rude, - rounded: stone
which Mr. Mitchell claimed as the
true corner-stone from information
given him by his father. But the
line., thil3 run,, cut off a triangle
forty-four rods long, four rods
wide at one end, and coming to. a
point at the other, at an included
angle of about two .degrees and
forty-four minutes, and included
little more than an acre of heavily-
timbered laud, claimed, as we have
seen, by, both parties. The young
surveyor, making the .prober cor
rection for the change in the va
riation of the needle . of. two de
grees, laid off the nevi line south,
five degrees west, and to the sur
prise and chagrin of the ’squire, it
ended so near the corner-stone
clanged by Mr. Mitchell, as to put
it beyond dispute, that the latter
had but claimed his own. But the
squire was- as upright in his own
dealings as he wasiEbadjusting of-,
cxally the disputes cf his neigh
bors. . / , . .
‘The laud is yours, Hiram, and
I Had rather it should be
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The first day of May has-Gome
and still no tidings of. the Ticonde
roga. The daily stage to Sag Har
bor is starting with the- mail bag
for way stations and New. York,
and thence to all points of the com
pass. to the ends of the earth. The
street was quiet save for the rum
bling stage coach till it turned the
corner of the old post road toward
the harbor.. Suddenly the . quiet
bas interrupted by 'the sound of
a distant caiinon from the sea. One
man in the center of the main
street has already had his morning
meal and is standing: on his door
step. He hears the gun and in ah
instant the listless attitude . disap
pears. His face kindles with ex
citement as he. hurries into his
house. He soon reappears with a
seaman’s spy-glass and hurries to
the house, of a neighbor. This
man was known to the village as
Uncle Billy, and socially, was ev
erything that Ishmael was not. He
is every man’s friend, and every
man is his friend. ; l
With prom precision he goes to
the only man in the village who has
before sailed in the Ticonderoga.
Together they Hasten to the Pres
byterian church, on one end .cf
which is. reared a large square
tower, and to, this they climb with
hurrying steps. • Again 1 and again
the cannon signal has-broken the
silence of the spring morning, and
by this time many are on the street,
of both sexes and all ages. They
have heard the guns, and the cries
along the street: “A ship off the
coast, colors set and guns fifing'”
and they all know the iron-throated
cannon is speaking to them. They
soon discover the two men on the
church tower, and thither turns a
stream of anxious ones; vrhiie oth
ers rush to their own housetops to
inspect for themselves, and a score
of glasses are soon turned oii- the
passing ship, not, three miles dis
tant. Uncle: Billy’s companion
leeks long and steadfastly..'At last
the glass is lowered and he says:
“That’s the old Ticonderoga, sure
enough. But the foremast is gone
and they have rigged out a jury-
mas!; In? its place.. That puzzled
me at first, and one of ; tha boats is
gone from the davits, but i can see
the figure-head of old Ethan Allen
and his cocked hat at the bows.
Yes, that’s the . Ticonderoga, and
tyith this'-wind she will be in Gar
diner’s Bay this afternoon.”
At this announcement Uncle Billy
leaned over .the parapet of the tow
er, made a trumpet of his hands
and shouted to the crowds -below:
“The Ti-eon-de-rb-ga!” - In IbSs
than an hour the news of the . safe
return of .the whaler was the sub
ject of joyful discussion in every
household in the village. While
the women are preparing the va
riety and abundance ef food that
nature provides 1 so -bountifully for
these dwellers by.the sear, and look
ing to the apartments so long un
occupied that they shall, be is
readiness,Yhe menj after the dinner
hour start for Sag Harbor to wel
come and bring home their sons
and brothers. They have not long
to wait on the -dock before boat
loads of men and sea-chests are be
ing rapidly rowed to land. Up the
dock-stairs they swarm, s.warthy
young, men With the activity, of
cats and “bearded like the psrd.”
The imagination can picture better
than the pea describe the welcome
they received, and no man winced
at the strong grips given and re
ceived on that May afternoon on
LongWharf: B at home was still
ten miles away. Soon the sea-
chests werejbu.ndled into the farm
wagons and the/ procession took
its way toward Scutliamptbn., .
“Well; Marshall,” said.’Squire
Gelston to his son, as they left tire
hind them 1
for it. To point one way one day,; make fourteen miles in fifteen-days.
and another on another—bah!” Then when we were recruiting in
water and vegetables at Honolulu
I had a chance to ship home' 500
barrels of oil and concluded to do
so, and cruise a mouth or two for
sperm whales off the coast cf Afri
ca... So I laid in some more casks,
and was actually lucky enough to
again fill up with sperm oil. , It’s
the best voyage l ever made. After
leaving the whaliug-ground for
home we encountered a'heavy gale
that carried away our foretopmast.
/The gale whirled the ship around
in the trough of the sea arid the
only thiiig left was to cutaway the
mast and run before the wind. We
were in some clanger, of being over
whelmed by the big seas that
sometimes broke : over the stern
but we rode it out, and when the
gale broke and the sea went down
we were a good way off our. course.
However, we rigged out a jury-
mast at the fore, and saved the
ship and cargo. We lost one boat
in the scrimmage f and thought our
selves lacky to get off as lightly as
that. Of course the seas often
svvept the decks find -miade lively
times for ten or twelve hours.
Every man on board stood up to
his work like a hero.” .
;■ “What kind of man did you find
your second- mate Henry Mitchel
in those times of danger?” the
Squire asked. ,
“As plucky a man as evei trod^a
deck. And quick to see and take
advantage of the means of hand
ling the ship. Ask the'xfiexi what
they think him. I suppose I owe
my life to him to-day for his
promptness in knowing what to do
and doing it. We were off, three
boats of us, after a sperm whale.
He came up near me and my boat-
steerer fastened a harpoon into
him. He began to show fight, and
just then Harry came up and< tlie
whale made for his boat, head on.
Harry picked him several times
with his lance and thus kept off
the attack,.all the time watching
am opportunity to lance him in a
vital part,. . I laid as close by as I
dared, when suddenly the whale
turned to strike the boats with his
tail, and Harry seized the moment
to lance him in earnest, at the same
time shouting to his men. tb back 1
water. This saved his 1 boat in the
nick of time, but tlie flukes came
crushing clown on the gunwales of
my boat, and a broken oar of lance-
pole knocked me insensible, over
board. . The. whale Was spouting
blood just cut of rbach, gnd Harry
palled up and was in the water in
stantly. He succeeded in reaching-
me and brought me la the surface,
and both of us were taken on board.
t was not much hurt, but stunned
by a blow on the head, and was
over it in a day or two. Ye3, he is
pure grit, and as good a seaman as
any master in the Harbor.” *»
: What were' the feelings of the
good ’squire at this moment we
can easily conjecture. A revolution
begun in Sebonac woods now fair
ly converted him. Yes, he acknowl-
edged-it at; last to 'himself. . Harry
Mitchell was good enough for his
own loved Nellie.. In thie frame"
pf mind he palled up his team at
the old homestead' At the .door
stood mother, sister and bother to
welcome the young captain. What
they said-iin’d did we leave to the
imagination of the reader. J;
When at last the story / of the
long detention had been*toId again,
and a lull had occurred in.theibick-
chning questions and answers,:
Mrs. Gelston tamed to her son and
inquired:- /
: “Oh, ’by the way, Marshall, do
you remember Mr. Mitchell’s pay
ing yon the evening before vou
lefty for a-cow he had
your father?”
“Ob,, never mind
broke itethe ’squire.
room I guess I shall fihd it in the
1 pocket of the vest IT< _. r
| And off he rammnd ! wds
again before the othefrs'had i
ered from their Ust
. waving the bills iriami
! above his head. •* - ”
“Did you think; Mf. Mitchel—
“Never mind, my/boy,' whab I
| thought, t khotr ihy old * i^igh 1
I bor is as true as the'sun. 1 And fcbd
: sooner you young folks tuffiSap into
! brothers-in-law, or whatever th4
relations will be—you understand
—the better it will suit me.'* ^
If Nelly blushed a rosy red; abet
Marshall was radiant with happi^
ness, and the face ctf good Mrs!
Gelston beamed with delight On all
and espesially on her husband}
why it would be no more than you
and I W.opld expect Under, thehcirl
cumstances. And s6 tfrd w*edc3ngs
took place in that month of 'Majr:
Not a double wedding where pedpte
married in platoons, but two sepi
erate weddings on rtwp sp^erate
days, each bride from thchbiae of
her father. They were neither d£
tliem to-be robbed of theNhoffo#
and pleasure of their owmWbdding
day. The boundary of their indi
vidual lives was tb be marked each*
By its own solemn and joyous'erff-
emonial, -where the best fiieii' p&i
rents had was none too good faff
their daughters’ marriage.—Al
bany Press.
Tile Old and tlie Sew South.
Mr. Henry Watterson, the Keii-!
tack thorongbbred, asks what thd
difference is between the old south
and the new south.
That ip a very, easy conundrum
to guess. The old south had a hoi
tion that the yankee’s love of golct
and his willingness to work' for rfc
were the characteristics of a rath
er vulgar mind” ’ ” \‘-
The 1 new south suddenly found
a lot of iron and coal miries on ite
estates, become excited, peeled off
its swallow tail coat, rolled up 1 ltd
sleeves and taken a greit -fcig oath?
that it will gel more money thaif
the yahkee ever dreamed of, oili
know the reason why.
•And, great Scott! it will do W
too, if we are not careful.—New
York Herald. . Jr-
The railroads have refused re-"
duced rates to the Grand Army 6
men for the national encampment
at Milwaukee, and the Grand
Army officers Urge the different
posts to send only a limited num
ber* of delegates.
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cause they find it not. Thousands.’
upon thousands cf • dollars are -
spent annually by oiir people- in?
the hope that they may attain this
boon. And yet it may be Had by-
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will bring; you Good Digestion and'
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