Beadle's Dime Novels No. 131 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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THE LETTER. 11 he was not altogether selfish, and remembered the poor sailors as wellas the rich freight. “It is too late to attempt getting out there to-night ; nothing can be done in the darkness; but I must leave this house at daylight,” and he resumed his walk, as if his mind would not allow his body a minute’s rest. “ Merciful Father! only heay that!” he ejaculated presently, as the wild wind drove the rattling sleet more fiercely against the window. “ This storm will run hours yet, and every one of those poor fellows will perish of cold, if nothing else, un- less they were taken off before dark. Ah, those that go out upon thie se "Ar® ever in peril. Bless my soul ?” he suddenly ex- claimed, “ how strange that I have just thought of it! My own anxieties quite drove poor Gifford out of my mind. It is altogether likely, from the tenor of his last letter, that his son is aboard the Flying Oloud. If so, Heaven help him, where man is powerless. If he should be lost, it would be a futal blow to his father, I fear.” As he passed his desk the gentleman turned and took from a pigeon-hole a packet of late letters, not yet filed, and select- ing one from the number, paused under the chandelier to give it a fresh reading, almost hoping that its contents avould be less decisive than he remembered them to be, It ran thus: “ Cryion, October 8, 1854. “ Frrenp WETMORE: Your beautiful ship has arrived and ex- cites universal admiration, Your aa ty have been filled, I think it will puars, to your satisfaction. The crop is excellent this year, and prices low. Inclosed find invoices, for which you y remit the usual time drafts. “And now to angak C of a little matter not connected with I trust the old friendship is still warm enough to you in m a or. "ity to the extent of making you w ‘in Hoag io més > eae ated nd basins talents aad ale wa eyes ; but he cherished a th wi to Seer 0 whieh he ut hette much es acerca sine 1 Nothing satisfies lima. f eaaenediew 2 York, i his con mip spend