Beadle's Dime Novels No. 208: The Ocean Outlaw — page 84: what you’re looking at

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86 THE OCEAN OUTLAW up-turned eyes, addressed a fervent prayer to the Supreme Being in whom he trusted, Tie prayer was finished. The negroes, who had borne the corpse to its final resting-place, filed up the humble sepulchre, and with slow steps the few mourners turned awny. Once more, and only once, E'hel visited that grave— and that was on the day b-fore she left Havana. Silas Morton, in the honest simplicity of his heart, had placed a rough stone over the tomb, on which was traced, in rude churacters, these simple words: IN MEMORY oF RALPH MULGRAVE, 2? * . + * _ + While the Windsor remainéd in Havana, Ernest Tlow- ard was a constant and welcome visitor at the resilence of Ethel; and Mulgrave soon saw with pleasure that some- thing more than a mutual [friendship existed between them. | He had foand his sister possessed of all that delicate sen- timent that makes woman lovable, combined with a fault- less person and well-culiivated mind. And he knew his friend to be all that was noble and generous in mind; in short; he funcied they were just suited for each other. When alone with his sister, he was wont to dwell on the many gallant deeds of his young companion; and the rosy blush that mantled. Ethel’s sweet face told him that she was not an indifferent listener to the well-merited “praise bestowed on the man to whom she had given her first girlish love. Winter passed rapidly and pleasantly away, without an opportunity offring for Ethel to return to the home from which she had so long been absent. Wien spring re- turned, Reginald Wulzravé. whose health still continned to decline, resolved to leave the service, and start for EBa- ~ gland as soon as poss: ble oy ~ Comicbooks:com 7 ee ~ a 7 2 - = | be a . ne