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Updated: May 29, 2025
"There's another verse in that book she liked," said Euphrasia, "but it always was sad to me." Victoria took the book, and read again: "Weary wind, who wanderest Like the world's rejected guest, Hast thou still some secret nest On the tree or billow?" Euphrasia laid the volume tenderly on the shelf, and turned and faced Victoria.
Little more than two years have passed away since the September afternoon when the deep-toned bell rang out the merry tidings, "Maude can see Maude can see," and again upon the billow another vessel rides. But this time to the westward; and the beautiful lady, whose soft, dark eyes look eagerly over the wave says to her companion, "It is very pleasant going home."
The child leaned over the old man, and kissed his cheek, clammy with the dews of death. Adams turned a little on one side, uttered a low groan, and expired. Now dash'd upon the billow, Our opening timbers creak, Each fears a watery pillow. ... To cling to slippery shrouds Each breathless seaman crowds, As she lay Till the day In the Bay of Biscay O! SEA SONG.
Sometimes it seemed as if the vessel were rushing against a mighty rock, that towered high above the masts, but this was only optical illusion, or, perhaps, a denser storm-cloud than usual passing by, for the steamer continued to plough her onward way unchecked, save, now and then, by the bursting on her bows of a monster billow, which caused her to quiver from stem to stern, and swept the decks with green seas fore and aft.
But she hasn't any now. Tell him to kick around and get some gink to turn out a live serial, and to put into it the real romance and glamour and colour of San Francisco." And down to the office of The Billow went Kit Bellew faithfully to instruct. O'Hara listened. O'Hara debated. O'Hara agreed. O'Hara fired the dub who wrote criticisms.
And he felt sure that all would be right in the end, but now feared that his life would be like his father's, a tissue of disappointments, and that he, an unsuccessful voyager, storm-tossed and shipwrecked, would be thrown upon the heavenly shore by some dark-crested billow of misfortune. Thus Dennis sat lost in gloomy musings, but too wearied in mind and body to follow any line of thought long.
As the billow rolled on, the boat dropt swiftly, scraping against the ship's side as it fell into the trough of the sea, and escaping an upset almost by a miracle. "Throw a line aboard!" shouted Bax, who stood on the lee bulwarks, high above the crowd, holding on by the mizzen-shrouds. The middy caught up the instrument used for this purpose, and threw a line on board at once.
A canoe was instantly launched, and the hand of the drowning man was caught, but only half of his body was dragged from the maw of the monster, which followed the canoe until the water became so shallow that it could scarcely swim. The crest of the next billow was tinged with red as it rolled towards the shore.
For while the mighty monsoon clouds used to roll up on to the line of Himalayan peaks and pile themselves up there, billow upon billow, in magnificent array, dark and fearful in the general mass, but clear-edged and silver-tipped along the summits, yet beyond that line, in Tibet, the sky was nearly always clear and blue of the bluest.
Where were they who were his companions when his vessel last rode it? where the young bride breathing her devotion? where the youthful husband whispering his love? The sea yet glistened like a chrysolite; the waves yet laughed in the playful sunbeams the bright-eyed gull yet dipped his wing in the billow, fearless as heretofore; where was the one, who from that text had deduced so fair a moral?
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