The Young Trawler

On a certain breezy morning in October--not many years ago--a wilderness of foam rioted wildly over those dangerous sands which lie off the port of Yarmouth, where the _Evening...

West-end mansions are not naturally picturesque or interesting subjects either for the brush or the pen, and we would not willingly drag our readers into one of them, did not ci...

The day following that on which Mrs Dotropy and Ruth had gone out to visit "the poor," Jessie and Kate Seaward received a visit from a man who caused them no little anxiety--we...

We must now return to the _Evening Star_ fishing-smack, but only for a few minutes at present. Later on we shall have occasion to visit her under stirring circumstances. We saw...

"I wonder," said Billy to himself on reaching the street as he looked down at the legs of his trousers, "I wonder if they're any shorter. Yes, they don't seem to be quite so far...

There are few objects in nature, we think, more soothing to the feelings and at the same time more heart-stirring to the soul than the wide ocean in a profound calm, when sky an...

"Now Billy, you shrimp," cried David Bright, seizing his son by the collar and giving him a friendly shake that would have been thought severe handling by any but a fisher-boy,...

Bustling activity of the most vigorous kind was now the order of the day in the Short Blue fleet, for the arrival of the carrying-steamer, and the fact that she was making towar...

The fishing vessels were still crowded together, running to and fro, out and in, without definite purpose, plunging over the heaving swells--some of them visible on the crests,...

Birds of a feather flock together, undoubtedly--at sea as well as on land. As surely as Johnston, and Moore, and Jim Frost, and such men, hung about the mission-ship--ready to g...

He was ushered into the library of the mansion; that room in which the Dotropy ancestors, who could not find space among their kindred in the dining-room, held, so to speak, an...

"Leave us!" cried Kate, interrupting him with a look of consternation, for she and Jessie had both become so fond of the amiable seaman, with the frame of Goliath and the heart...

One day a fishing-smack was on the eve of quitting the Short Blue fleet for its little holiday of a week in port. It was the _Sparrow_, of which Jim Frost was master. A flag was...

"Because I am longing to get away to Yarmouth. I had a letter from dear Kate Seaward to-day. They have been a week in their lodging now, and are enjoying it immensely. Here is t...

To prevent the reader supposing that there is any deep-laid scheme or profound mystery, with which we mean to torment him during the course of our tale, we may as well say at on...

It was drawing towards the close of another fishing period, and the crew of the _Evening Star_ were beginning to think of the pleasures of their week on shore when, one afternoo...

One night, some days after the incident just recorded, the _Evening Star_ shot her gear, in obedience to orders, on the port hand, and proceeded, with the rest of the fleet, to...

"Then he'll never knock off at all," returned Billy, "for Luke there has bin tellin' me that we only begin to sing rightly a song of praise that will never end when we git into...

Anxiously did Ruth Dotropy await the return of Captain Bream to Yarmouth, and patiently did she refrain, in the meantime, from questioning Mrs Bright as to her history before ma...

The attainment of Felicity is said to be the aim of all mankind. In order to this end, men in all ages have voluntarily submitted themselves to prolonged infelicity. They have t...

When Captain Bream, as before mentioned, was obliged to hurry off to London, and forsake the Miss Seawards, as well as his theological studies, he hastened to that portion of th...

"No, only to distribute Testaments, tracts, and good books--though I may preach if I get the chance. My work lies chiefly among emigrants and boat and barge men, but I also do a...

The finding of an individual in a large emigrant ship may not inaptly be compared to the finding of a needle in a haystack. Foreseeing the difficulty, the missionary asked Capta...

About the time that Captain Bream was slowly recovering from the fever by which he had been stricken down, a disaster occurred out on the North Sea, in connection with the Short...

She was singing one of the "Songs of Zion," and busy with household cares, preparing for the expected return of her husband and her son, when they carried Billy in.

We have it on the highest authority that it is better to go to the house of mourning than to the house of feasting. This fallen world does not readily believe that, but then the...

Captain Bream reclined one day on a sofa in the sitting-room of the house where he had first made the acquaintance of the Miss Seawards. Both ladies were seated by his side, the...

Pleasant and heart-stirring is the sensation of returning health to one who has sailed for many weeks in the "Doldrums" of Disease, weathered Point Danger, crossed the Line of W...

It is interesting to observe the curious, and oftentimes unlikely, ways in which the guilt of man is brought to light, and the truth of that word demonstrated--"Be sure your sin...

As the calm weather continued in the afternoon, Joe Davidson tried to persuade Captain Bream to pay the _Evening Star_ a visit, but the latter felt that the excitement and exert...

But it was not meant to be a grand one, by any means. Quite the contrary. The parties principally concerned were modest, retiring, and courted privacy. But the more they courted...