as his sister, caused more than
one to look upon his as an agreeable travelling companion. His tall,
slender figure and fine countenance bespoke for him at first sight
one's confidence. That he was sincerely and deeply enamored of Clotelle
all could see.

The weather became still more squally. The wind rushed through the
white, foaming waves, and the ship groaned with its own wild and
ungovernable labors, while nothing could be seen but the wild waste of
waters. The scene was indeed one of fearful sublimity.

Day came and went without any abatement of the storm. Despair was now
on every countenance. Occasionally a vivid flash of lightning would
break forth and illuminate the black and boiling surges that surrounded
the vessel, which was now scudding before the blast under bare poles.

After five days of most intensely stormy weather, the sea settled down
into a dead calm, and the passengers flocked on deck. During the last
three days of the storm, Clotelle had been so unwell as to be unable to
raise her head. Her pale face and quivering lips and languid appearance
made her look as if every pulsation had ceased. Her magnificent large
and soft eyes, fringed with lashes as dark as night, gave her an
angelic appearance. The unreserved attention of Devenant, even when
sea-sick himself, did much to increase the little love that the at
first distrustful girl had placed in him. The heart must always have
some object on which to centre its affections, and Clotelle having lost
all hope of ever again seeing Jerome, it was but natural that she
should now transfer her love to one who was so greatly befriending her.
At first she respected Devenant for the love he manifested for her, and
for his apparent willingness to make any sacrifice for her welfare.
True, this was an adventure upon which she had risked her all, and
should her heart be foiled in this search for hidden treasures, her
affections would be shipwrecked forever. She felt under great
obligations to the man who had thus effected her escape, and that noble
act alone would entitle him to her love.

Each day became more pleasant as the noble ship sped onward amid the
rippled spray. The whistling of the breeze through the rigging was
music to the ear, and brought gladness to the heart of every one on
board. At last, the long suspense was broken by the appearance of land,
at which all hearts leaped for joy. It was a beautiful morning in
October. The sun had just risen, and