Witch Hazel; or, The Secret of the Locket — page 348: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

UB GR ig NS A i ee rr nh, eee ea ae ih a eC ae. a ee the moment I sot foot on land. But I felt as if every timber in my careass had been shivered when the woman told me that the boy had been adopted by some people who hadn't any children of their own. She wouldn’t tell me who took him; she had to promise that she wouldn't, she said, but she told me that he’d be sure of a good home and kind friends. So [had to go away again without rightin’ the wrong I’d done, and I tell ye my couscience were heavy. “"Twan’t more’n @ week afterward that I ran “against the boatswain of the Fortuna, and he told ine that the other boat, in which the captain and his wife were, was upset, aud every one went down but himself and the cook. They came up close beside the Fortuna, and were lucky enough to find the over- turned boat near by. They managed to get her right side up, then one of them climbed ou board the For- tuna and got another pair of oars and some pro- visions and dry clothing, and then put off again. He said, too, that they hadn't been out long when they picked up the captain's baby ! “Ye can well imagine that I was staggered at this, for I kuew well enough that I'd saved that child, and if another had been picked up, it must have be- longed to that vessel that we’d run into. They had hard work to get to land, and were nigh about used up when they did get there; but sume fishermen saw them, and helped them ashore, and nursed them until they were able to go home. Then they took the child, that the wife of one of the fishermen had cared for while they were used up, and carried it to old Sandy Morton—Captain Morton’s father—who was a light-house keeper on the coast, and the man took it, uever mistrustin’, I suppose, that. i wast his grandson. |