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- A VISIT TO BARNEGAT. 93 As the accomodations at Barnegat were certainly not of the best, the party of visitors, after two or thrge days, concluded to return. Tangee went with them; but she whispered to Hardy Joe that she would come back, alone, and spend some time with him, before cold weather. “T owe you the lives of both my children,” said Mr. Gifford, as he wrung the old fisherman’s hand, at parting. — “If there is any thing I can do for your comfort, any thing that money will buy, so Jong as you live you shall have it.” : a “ Money won't buy that sort’ o’ thing,” replied. Joe, jerking his thumb toward Tangee. “ If she'll only come to seé the old chap once an’ awhile, "twill be all right. A keg o’ apple- brandy and plenty @’ pipes and ’backer, is all I needs, while the ship holds out.” « How would you like a trim, handsome little sailing-vessel, all your own ?” For a moment the wrecker’s eyes brightened ; then he shook his head. , “Ten year ago, twould a-been the pride o’ my life; but I’m too old now; ’tain’t worth while. A new fishin’-boat, though, mine’s gittin’ rather leaky, and a net.” « You shall have them by the next yessel coming down. Take good care of yourself, Joe, and God bless you.” “Lor!” said the wrecker, after they had departed, as, re- turning to his cabin, he found a little heap of gold pieces on the table; “ shan’t hev to wrack any this winter; don’t care if thar ain’t a ship goes to pieees. They're bright, these shiners; but they ain’t so comfortin’ as my little gal’s smile, arter all.” : é It was now the season for the Wetmores to return to their town residence. Mr. Gifford purchased a handsome house, but two doors removed from theirs ; and Tangee spent many days of pleasant excitement in selecting the farniture, and beginning her housekeeping. She had very little leisure in which to cherish melancholy, for, beside her own affairs, she was con- sulted by Kate, at every interview, about the bridal outfit, and all the details of the coming wedding. As there seemed to be no good reason for delaying the mar- riage, Kate had consented that it should take place late in the . . _——. —_— = = «4 comilcbooks; com —