. Charlie to the rescue : a tale of the sea and the Rockies . come to me to-night. He stopped, and Charlie felt quite unable to / // / 174 CHARLIE TO THE E7^^ ^ ^^^^ speak, owing to intense pit^^^^^^ ^^^^^ astonish-ment, at such a reception. Its too bad of you/ ^^^ ^^^ ^^ woiTyingme so in my dreams. I ^®^^^ ^^ ^^ ^ ^^^^ ^^ >^o^^only knew what a ^^gn-r disappointment it is tome when I awake and,^^^^ ^^^ 5^°^ ^^^^® ^^^^wouldnt tantalise me s( ^^^ ^^^^^^^ ^°°^ ^^ ^^^-ribly real too ! Man, ^^^^^ ^^^^^^^^ P^^^S® ^^ ^^^^that you are no dece^^ ^^^ ^^^® but—but Imso used to it now tha Shank, my dea
. Charlie to the rescue : a tale of the sea and the Rockies . come to me to-night. He stopped, and Charlie felt quite unable to / // / 174 CHARLIE TO THE E7^^ ^ ^^^^ speak, owing to intense pit^^^^^^ ^^^^^ astonish-ment, at such a reception. Its too bad of you/ ^^^ ^^^ ^^ woiTyingme so in my dreams. I ^®^^^ ^^ ^^ ^ ^^^^ ^^ >^o^^only knew what a ^^gn-r disappointment it is tome when I awake and,^^^^ ^^^ 5^°^ ^^^^® ^^^^wouldnt tantalise me s( ^^^ ^^^^^^^ ^°°^ ^^ ^^^-ribly real too ! Man, ^^^^^ ^^^^^^^^ P^^^S® ^^ ^^^^that you are no dece^^ ^^^ ^^^® but—but Imso used to it now tha Shank, my dear ^^ ^^^^ Charlie, finding wordsat last, it is no deo^^^^^ He stopped abr^^^^ ^°^ ^^^® ^^^^^^® ^^^^^ ^^eager anxiety, dou^ ^^^^ ^^P® ^^ ^^^® ^^^^^ ^^P^^s-sive face alarmed ^^ Charlie 1 ^a?®^ rather than said, the invalid,« you you nevef-^^^^ ^° ^® before in my dreams, and—you nevej/^^^^^^^^^^^® ^^^^P ^^ ^^^^ ^^^°gjj Q ^ m^z. it be true ? At this poi^ Buck Tom suddenly left off hisoccupation at ^^ ^^^ ^^^ ^^^^^ °^^ °^ ^^^^ ^^^®- /. O GOD ! CAN IT BE TRUE?—Page 174. PU- RTJ -fi L OF THE SEA AND THE KOCKIES. 175 CHAPTEE XV. LOST AND FOUND. Try to be calm, Shank, said Charlie, in a sooth-ing tone, as he kneeled beside the shadow that hadonce been his sturdy chum, and put an arm onhis shoulder. It is indeed myself tliis time. Ihave come all the way from England to seek you,for we heard, through Eitson, that you were ill andlost in these wilds, and now, through Gods mercy,I have found you. While Charlie Brooke was speaking, the poorinvalid was breathing hard and gazing at him, as ifto make quite sure it was all true. Yes, he said at last, unable to raise his voiceabove a hoarse whisper, lost—and—and—found !0 Charlie, my friend—my chum—my He could say no more, but, laying his head like alittle child on the broad bosom of his rescuer, heburst into a passionate flood of tears. Albeit strong of will, and not by any meansgiven to the melting mood, o
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