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PARE WELL. 55. ' “Danger or no danger !” shrieked the spinster,“Iwill got must go |” % The parson sneezed ; Squint and Bolt looked uneasy. “Permit me, ma’am,” said the dapper tar, “to beg that you won't. Just think of our feelin’s if any thing should happen to you. A gale might coie on, before we get to the craft, and the seas a-sweeping upon you would wet you through, and give you your death of cold.” “To say nothin’ of bein’ drowned, maam,” put in Bolt. “which would be very likely, seein’ as the rollin’ of the boat might cause you to pitch overboard.” “In my opinion she will be in no kind of danger,” said Weldon. “The boat is a swift one; there is no sign of a . gale at present; and, even if there were, you would reach the ship before it came on to blow !” ) “T don’t care what happens. My mind is made up to go, and if I get drowned it will be Minnie’s fault! Never can I forgive that ungrateful girl for what she has done!” So saying, she seized the parson’s arm. “Lead me to the boat at once!” she continued. “J am ready. . I have nothing to pack up; I can leave at a moment's notice !” Trust and the two tars still exerted themselves to persuade her to remain, but all in vain; they were finally obliged to yield to her wishes. She was conducted to the boat, in which she seated herself, refusing to embrace her niece, who came to bid her farewell, and only replying with a cold nod to her parting words and good-wishes. “ God bless you both!” cried the parson, as he squeezed the _ ands of Weldon and his bride, “and may you ever be :as appy as you are now!” “ Ay, ay!’ cried Bolt, “and I say the same. Welden 18 no lubber, and his wife is an angel. Both of them deserve good luck !” Squint expressed himself in a similar manner, after which the three men entered the boat, and, stepping the mast, pro- ceeded to set the sail. This was soon done, and the little craft was then seen careering away from the island, on the starboard ‘ack. Harmon and his fair brile stood upon the beach watching eComicbooks:com