The old and grave-looking seamen shook their weather.html">weather-wise
a farewell view of her native land. With a smile on her countenance,
bluewaves. I care not where I go, so it is
'Where a tyrant never trod,
But where nature worships God,
with his face in a glow at his success, while over his noble brow
His finely-cut, classic features wore the aspect of one possessed
America is now no home for me."
The winds increased with nightfall, and impenetrable gloom surrounded
The attention which Devenant paid to Clotelle, although she had been
than one to look upon his as an agreeable travelling companion.
at first sight one's confidence. That he was sincerely and deeply
foaming waves, and the ship groaned with its own wild and ungovernable
The scene was indeed one of fearful sublimity.
Day came and went without any abatement of the storm.html">storm.
flash of lightning would break forth and illuminate the black
scudding before the blast under bare poles.
After five days of most intensely stormy weather, the sea settled
During the last three days of the storm, Clotelle had been
quivering lips and languid appearance.html">appearance made her look as if every
fringed with lashes as dark as night, gave her an angelic appearance.
did much to increase the little love.html">love that the at first distrustful
on which to centre its affections, and Clotelle having lost all hope
now transfer her love to one who was so greatly befriending her.
and for his apparent willingness to make any sacrifice for her welfare.
and should her heart be foiled in this search for hidden treasures,
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