ing her father; that she was very much distressed, and told her many things to write to him, a great deal of which she now related. Walter was excited and, angered at what he had heard of Dubrow, more at the cruel treatment of his daughter than the duplicity and perfidy of his actions toward himself; he then mentally determined to save Annette at any cost.

His fear that her father might put her in a convent, when they should arrive in France, made him more cautious than he otherwise would have been, but he was not able yet to understand how he could communicate with her, knowing, as he did, that every avenue would be watched by the suspicious Frenchman.

His interview with Katy Freeman gave him much comfort, and it was with reluctance that he left the home of the good farmer to return to the city. After arranging with Katy to write to him, if she heard or remembered anything that she thought would be of interest to him, he took his departure.

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CHAPTER III.

SHIPWRECK.

Her planks are torn asunder,

And down comes her mast with a reeling shock,
And a hideous crash like thunder.

Her sails are draggled in the brine,

That gladdened late the skies;

And her pendant that kissed the fair moonshine,
Down many a fathom lies.

-Wilson.

'T was Walter's intention to return home immediately, and he would have done so but for an extraordinary event which transpired, and some startling news which was afloat when he returned to the city. The newsboys were crying extras, with full accounts of the loss of the packet ship "King Philip," with nearly all on board. Only two persons were known to be saved, who were just brought into port by the barque "Good Return." The "King Philip" being the very ship upon which Mr. Dubrow and family took passage, Walter was greatly agitated, believing, as he did, that his darling was lost to him forever. He could not believe for one moment that she could have been one of the saved. Procuring an extra, he read as follows:

GREAT CALAMITY.

FEARFUL SHIPWRECK, AND TERRIBLE LOSS OF LIFE.

Foundering in mid-ocean of the packet ship "King Philip," with all on board; but two known to be saved out of a total of one hundred and forty souls.

Arrival of the barque "Good Return," with two of the shipwrecked passengers, picked up at sea with great difficulty the day after the wreck. Two spars, which had lain upon the ship's deck, fastened together by strong hawsers, were the means of saving two precious lives--one a young lady by the name of Dubrow, and the other a middle-aged man by the name of Waters. The young lady, with her father and mother, were returning home to France, and the gentleman was on his way to Liverpool upon business. The family of the

latter, consisting of a wife and two children, reside in this city. The young lady, it is believed has no friends in this country. Some steps will be taken immediately for her relief.

GRAPHIC ACCOUNT OF THE DISASTER.

The "King Philip" sailed from this port September 10th, with upwards of one hundred passengers and twenty-nine officers and crew. All went well, and it bid fair to be a remarkably quick passage, until on the evening of the 20th, just ten days out. Already about one-half the watery waste had been spanned, when the indications were that there was to be a storm. Everything was made taut, and every precaution taken for the safety of the ship and her precious freight. The next day the weather became more threatening, and that night the storm broke upon the doomed vessel with all its fury. The good ship, staunch and apparently as unyielding as her tawny namesake, rode easily until near morning, when a tremendous sea broke over her from stem to stern. Every timber in her seemed to shiver as sea after sea threatened to engulf her. The ship had scarcely recovered from the great shock, when another tremendous wave struck her broadside, carrying away almost every movable thing upon her decks. At the same time a great crash was heard, and the main topmast was hanging truck downward. Orders were given to cut away. In the meanwhile the ship fell into the trough of the sea, and was almost upon her beam ends. She did not right, and it was soon ascertained that her rudder-head had been completely wrenched off, so that she lay as helpless as a log. The few spars on deck were cut away, and every provision for the safety of all which could be made was made immediately. Soon another great sea swept over her, and the "King Philip" was no more.

The two spars, upon which three passengers clung, arose upon the mountain wave, as if to look upon the scene of desolation; but not a sound was heard above the ocean's roar. One of the three passengers lost his hold upon the spars, and not being able again to reach them, he soon "joined those upon that shore, where storms do not arise." The other two, clinging to the ropes which held the timbers together, so remained, until discovered the next day, when they were rescued by the "Good Return."

Then followed a list of the passengers, with the names of the captain, officers and crew, in all just one hundred and forty souls.

The great calamity seemed to be upon every mind, and in every mouth. Walter hurried to the wharf where the passengers of the "Good Return" were expected to land; but none had come ashore as yet. Procuring a boat, he was not long in reaching the ship's side. He soon learned that the party for whom he inquired had gone ashore an hour before. Backward, as fast as strong arms could pull him, he hastened, and immediately went to the Knickerbocker Hotel, where he learned that Miss Dubrow had arrived a short time before; but that she was perfectly prostrated, and could see no one. Walter sent his card, requesting that they should only mention his name, and if she did not express a wish to see him at once, he would not insist on doing so. Scarcely five minutes elapsed before the messenger returned, saying that Miss Dubrow would see the gentleman immediately.

Walter could scarcely restrain himself, but, with as much calmness as he could command, he went to her room, and, falling on his knees by the bedside, he clasped his precious treasure to his bosom, without uttering one word, kissing her over and over, while tears of joy rained from both. At last he whispered, "Darling, once more in my arms, never to part again!"

We must leave them for a time, and look after those who require our attention more; those who will not greet the young New Englander quite so cordially.

Through the means of the letter written by the young man in limbo, in the country, two of his companions were arrested and confined in the city prison, failing as they did to secure bail. The name of the one who took the trip in the country upon the same stage with Walter was Charley Jackson--at least, that was the name

One of the other two was the tall dark man who sported a full beard and long hair at the time he so cordially bade Walter God-speed. He was now shorn of his locks and clean shaven. He said his name was John Willis, and that he should be able to prove an alibi. The other, Mr. Ballard Jones, could not be mistaken, though his name was rather a misnomer. It should have been Bullethead Jones, or

any other name would have done as well after Bullethead. The young gentleman who knew so much about S--- could not be found; doubtless he was as well posted about other sections of the country before long, and it may be, felt more secure than he would around his old haunts. The preliminary examinations were had, and the counsel for the prisoners did their best to put off the final trial of the case until Walter should return home. The Prosecuting Attorney as strenuously insisted that it was great injustice to the young man who had been robbed, as well as an unnecessary expense to the Commonwealth, to continue a case as aggravating as the one before

them.

The trial was finally set for the next term of court, and Walter made immediate arrangements for returning home.

The day following, when our young friend was packing, preparatory to leaving, he received a card from a lady who awaited him in the parlor. He could not surmise what any lady wanted of him, but he went down immediately, and met a most beautiful woman, who apologized for disturbing him. She said she was the sister of the unfortunate young man by the name of Jackson, who was then under arrest, and that she had come to see what could be done about the matter. She insisted that her brother was a most excellent young man, who had fallen into bad company and been led astray; that an aged mother was dependent upon him, beside the disgrace which his conviction would bring upon the family; though she could not blame him for feeling as he did toward the gang who had robbed him, but every dollar should be refunded to him. In fact she proposed to give him $1,000, if he would go away and not appear against her brother. Said she: "You are the only one who has been injured or lost anything by him, and it would be a noble act not to prosecute him; but if you do, you will not recover a penny."

Walter told her he was sorry for her brother, but that the law would not allow him to compromise a felony, if he were ever so much inclined to do so for her sake.

The woman said the lesson which her brother had received was a severe one, and that if he were allowed to go free he would certainly do better, and it lay with him (Walter) whether he should have the opportunity to do so or not. She said her brother, as well as herself,