Kelson, inexpressibly delighted by this unequivocal testimony of her
love, prest her to his bosom, and hastened to explain to her that the
sole object of his seeking an interview with her that evening, was to
make known his affection; that his silence and reserve were owing to the
deep interest he felt in the issue of that interview; that his visits
to Captain Wilson's were solely on business; that he scarcely saw his
daughter Jane at any one of them; and a thousand other things. What a
stupid, asinine creature is a lover, _before_ the ice is broken, and
what an eloquent, inspired animal, _after_ the _explosion_! A lover may
retire to his closet, and spoil a whole ream of paper with "raven
locks," and "eyes' liquid azure," and "sweet girls," &c. Such an epicure
creature as Natty Willis will befoul you a quire of foolscap before
breakfast in that way--but let a stranger see the same lover in presence
of his idol, and he would think that he was then to apologise for an
assault and battery with intent, &c.
The walk home was the pleasantest they had ever enjoyed--both were too
happy for conversation. They decided, however, before they parted, that
it was altogether unnecessary to communicate to Captain Bowline what had
taken place. "He has understood all along what was the state of your
feelings," said Mary, "and I am sure has always regarded you with
paternal kindness."
CHAPTER II.
O! a most dainty man!
To see him walk before a lady and bear her fan!
LOVE'S LABOR LOST.
The next day, as the old seaman sat by a front window smoking his pipe
after dinner, he suddenly started up with the exclamation of "Hey!
what--what the devil have we here? Mary, love, hand me the glass--a
mariner adrift on a grating, by the Lord Harry!"
The object that called forth this animadversion, and broke a delightful
day-dream that Mary was indulging in, now appeared in sight, having
hitherto been hidden by a thick clump of trees, that bounded the ocean
prospect towards the right. It was a small sail-boat, with three men in
her, that, at one moment directly before the wind, and the next, "all
shaking," seemed rapidly approaching an extensive mud flat, that formed
one side of the harbor, and towards which the flowing tide and fresh
breeze seemed to be fast drifting her.
"There they are, hard and fast! and on their beam ends, too, by the
piper," continued the veteran, and as he witnessed this last
catastrophe, he sprang from his chair, forgetting in his charitable
intention of hurrying to their assistance, that they were more than half
a mile off, and in full view of the town.
"There is a boat going to them, pa," said Mary, slightly blushing as she
recognised at the mast head of a very handsome, fast sailing boat, a
blue "burger," with a large white M. in it, the work of her own fair
hands.
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