OF LOVE AND TIME. When he died, though tie had not been •n hour, It seemed as If ho had tlh-da. groat Whlls age, roch a difference there is betwut ufe and death.—“Essays of Ella.” "Dead but a men (hi Vet bis smile Is gay: His laughter light on of yoni. How frail is love!" 80 the Idlers say, “How soon is his sorrow o'er!" Dead but a month! Nay, the time has Sown, it is Btiroly many a year Since 1 left my dear dead love alone. All alone, on the hillside here. Oh, love, my love, how can mortals speak Of “lately" or "long ago?” Let them mete out life by tho day or week. Our love is not measured so. And what Is the difference now to me. If the moment you went away Fell ten years since, or one or three. Or, as men count it, yesterday? The hours pass, but 1 care not now How' swift or how slow they glide. For to me all time fell dead, I trow. The day that my darling died. —Mary Mac lead in Chambers* Journal. A COXSWAIN’S DEED. Hotv Captain Bellamy’s life was saved at Tsi-Chun has never yet been told. Every officer and man who belonged to the Chrysolite on that disastrous night recollects, of course, that, while endeav oring in the darkness to storm the fort, the captain fell, and that when onr peo ple were driven back headlong to the boats he, with many others, was miss ing. Every one remembers also that when on the following morning the Chi namen were shelled ont of the place and the blnejackets and marines again land ed Captain Bellamy was found lying, not where he had fallen, but a couple of hundred yards to the right, sheltered on the side of the enemy by a thick stone wall. His left leg was smashed at the knee by a jingal ball, bnt around his thigh was a bluejacket’s silk handkerchief, neatly applied in such a way that a nickel tobacco box placed beneath it effectively compressed the femoral artery and stopped the bleeding. It was well known that both box and handkerchief had be longed to James Larch, the captain’s coxswain, whose dead body, with half a dozen bullets through it, was found on the enemy’s side of the same wall. Cap tain Bellamy himself acknowledged from the first that he owed his life solely to Larch's devotion and skill. Yet the whole story has never yet been told. Captain Bellamy’s recent death puts me in possession of his private journal, and so enables me to tell the tale. When the Chrysolite was commission ed at Portsmouth for the China station. Captain Bellamy took a house at Hong Eong, and in due course Mrs. Bellamy and her only daughter, Violet, followed him thither. In the second year of the commission the Chrysolite was at Hong Eong for several successive months, and during that period the ladies came on board nearly every day. There were picnics on shore and water parties afloat, and if not on the Chrysolite then in the house, or in the boats, or on the various expeditions. James Larch, the captain's coxswain, was in continual attendance upon Miss Violet and her mother. Vio let Bellamy was then barely. 18. In England she had led a somewhat dull life, and at Hong-Eong she lost no time in redressing the balance of her exist ence, which was by no mea^s dull there. it was not pernaps Her rauit tnat ev ery officer of the garrison and of the squadron was either in love with her or was prepared to be, for she gave no spe cial encouragement to any one. On the other hand, she discouraged no one. The larger the number of bar admirers the greater was the enjoyment which she de rived from the situation. Among them she was like a child in a room full of toys. Some she damaged, some she smashed irretrievably, bat without the slightest malioe or wickedness. She sim ply had never realized the powers and responsibilities of a vpry pretty face and figure, supplemented by high spirits, un tiring activity and abundant health, and although she spread ruin around her she never for an instant intended to do harm to anybody. There were many who suffered. Com mander Corcoran of the flagship, Major Browleigh of the Royal Bucks, Staff Surgeon Bennett of the Bridport, Lien tenant Maplin in command of the Borer, and at least half a dozen sublieutenants and midshipmen, besides army subal terns and civilians, were turned upside down by Violet Bellamy. And if these, who only encountered her at social func tions, were so seriously upset, it is little to be wondered at—when we recollect that human nature is not oonfined to the classes—that James Larch was also over balanced. His associations with her were, though, in one sense, more distant and more purely conventional than those of any gentleman in the colony, of a privileged character. He helped her to mount when she went for a ride, he wrapped her cloak around her when she left the ball room, he carried her a hundred times from the ship’s boat to the shore, or vice versa, lest she might wet her feet. Her breath had fanned his face, her light form had rested in his arms, and while he never by word and seldom even by look betrayed his feelings he neverthe less steadfastly, and with all his being, worshiped her. Larch was a young and smart petty officer. As such he had a promising ca reer before him, and no donbt he would have been wise had he strictly minded his own business and endeavored to be content with the sphere in which it had pleased Providence to place him. But, like many of his betters, he went down before Violet Bellamy. It was at the beginning of the third year of the commission that the Chryso lite was suddenly dispatched to Tsi Chau. There ted been a riot Mid a mas sacre there, and Captain Bellamy was ordered to teach the local mandarins a severe lesson. One morning the Chrysolite arrived off the place and jpnt in certain de mands, which, anises complied with in three hoars. Were to he enforced by means of the resources of civilization. The three hours elapsed, the demands were not granted, and with absolute punctuality t'm^'iirysolite began to shell the fort from net 6 inch B. L. guns. The Chinamen bid low and did not re ply with so much as a sing*) shot. Mis led by their silence. Captain Bellamy after dusk had fallen led ashore a much weaker lauding party than he wonld have employed had he anticipated re sistance. Not nntil the men had tum bled out of the boats did the enemy open fire, and then the captain knew he had made a mistake. He still hoped that he might avert disaster by rushing the fort, and he made the attempt; bnt, as has been already shown, he failed and fell. His men surged past him for a few yards, but were then repulsed and driv en back pellutell. In the confusion and darkness they missed him, and he was left lying, with his left knee mangled, to bleed to death or to get a speedier quietus from one of the many ballets that were whistling after the retreating bluejackets. It is astonishing that he escaped being hit a second time, for not only were the Chinamen firing with rifles from the fort, but the men in the boats were using their machine guns. In five minutes, though, the worst of the storm had passed away, and with the lull Captain Bellamy saw a dark figure slowly drawing near him from the right. He fully expected to find that his visitor was one of the ene my armed with a mission to pat an end to him, or perhaps drag him into the fort, where death might be administered a little at a time, and though a brave man he was much relieved when he was able to distinguish that the newcomer was one of his own people. ‘•Beg pardon, sir, I hoped it was you,” whispered a voice, which the captain at once recognized at that of his coxswain. “Hoped?” growled the captain. “What do you mean by hoping, yon scoundrel? Here I am with my knee smashed, bleed ing to death!” “Sad news for Miss Violet,” muttered Larch. “Confound Miss Violet and you tool Bear a hand here and pull me out of this if you can. The beggars will be blazing away again in a minute.” “Mustn’t move you, sir, till I’ve tied up your leg,” said Larch, who had already taken off his handkerchief and was sat isfying himself as to the position of the wound and the quantity of blood that was being lost. “It’s that big artery on the inside of your leg, sir, that’s got to be attended to. If you won’t mind my using my ’baccy box and my handker chief—so—now, m twist it close.” “Hang it! You’re twisting, my leg off,” cried the captain. “Never mind, sir,” said Larch. “I’ve stopped the” At that moment the Chinese in the fort opened fire again. “What the dickens is the matter with you, Larch?” demanded the captain. For an instant the coxswain, who had drawn back with a shudder, was silent. When he spoke, it was with an altered voice. “They’ve hit me, sir, I think,” he said. “Then run, man, and take shelter,” urged the captain. “Fm all safe now for an hour or two, if they don’t come out to look for me.” “There’s a wall a little to the right, sir,” said the coxswain, who paid no at tention to his chiefs orders, “and I think I can get you behind it if you can drag yourself on to my back as I crawl. Only don’t disturb the bandage, sir.” Captain Bellamy, with a great effort, managed by degrees to work himself on to the man’s back- and to clasp Larch round the neck. “I hope, Larch, that you’re not risking too much, but if we get through this there’ll be a Victoria cross for yon as certainly as there’ll be a wooden leg for me.” “Beg pardon, sir,” muttered Larch, who was now crawling slowly with his burden toward the wall, “but I don’t want any Victoria cross. Would they promote me, do you think, sir?” “I don’t doubt it, Larch. Ton’ll get your warrant” The coxswain stopped suddenly. “What’s the matter?” cried the captain. Larch resumed his laborious crawl. “I was only thinking,” he explained. “Won’t you be wiser to defer your thinking until we are under the lee of that wall?” growled the captain. “If those fellows fire any more, we’re done far.” The coxswain made no reply, bat dragged himself on, yard by yard, until at length he gently deposited his load be hind the thick stone shelter. As he made a motion as if to return whence he had come the rip tain cried: “Stay in here, yon idiot. Where the dickens are you going!” Larch sank down by the captain’s side. “Beg pardon, sir,” he said after a pause, “bnt may I speak my mind ont to yon just for this once as between man and man?” “Certainly yon may,” replied the cap tain, somewhat astonished at the ques tion. Having got permission, Larch neither hesitated nor attempted to restrain him self. His confession came with a rush. “I’ve been a fool,” he said. “I knew it all along, only I wouldn’t see it. I’ve had mad dreams of promotion, not to a warrant only, bnt to a commission. I’ve thought of nothing but her. I’ve kissed the earth she has trodden upon. I’ve hoped; I’ve prayed. Look in that ’baccy box when they take off your bandage, and yon’ll find a hit of her hair that I begged from her maid. Tet I know quite well that it can’t be. For her sake I wouldn’t have it to be if it could be. And there’B only one end to it. She mustn’t know, bnt I can tell you, sir, that, though you are my captain, it wasn’t for that that I went out to look for you tonight, It waa because yon are her father—Miss Violet's—and may God bless her and forgive met” He stipend to toe feet, and without another word heat his head and dashed toward the fort, firing Ws revolver wild ly aa he wppt. 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