THE SPECTRE SHIP OF SALEM.
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beautiful girl-pale and sorrowfnl, how
ever-whom no one knew, and who hclt
communion with no one. This excited
the alprm of some of the credulous people
of Salem: they supposed them to be de
mons or "prestigious spirits, and they
endeavored to dissuade their friends from
entering the ship-but, nevertheless,
goodly number of passengers went OF
board the fatal ship. The remainder 0
the story is told in the following lines
The morning light is breaking forth


All over the dark blue sea
And the waves are changed-they are ricl


with gold


AS the morning waves should be;
And the rising winds are wandering out,
On their seaward pnions free.
The bark is ready-the sails are set,
And the boat rocks on the shore
Say why do the passengers linger yet,
Is not the farewell o'er'
Do those who enter that gallant ship


Go forth, to return no more,
A wailing rose by the watcr-sidc,
A young, fair girl was there
With face as pale as the face of death
When its coffin-lid is bare;-
And an eye as strangely beautiful


AS star in the upper air.
She leaned on youthful strangers arm.
A tall and silent one
Who stood in the very midst of the crowd,
Yet uttered "A word to none:
He gazed on the sea and waiting ship
But he gazed on them alone!
The fair girl leaned on the strangers arm,
- And she wept as one in fear;
But he needed not the plaintve moan,
And the dropping of the tear;
His eye was fixed on the stirring sea,
Cold, darkly and severc!-
The boat was filled-the shore was left
The farewell word was said
But the vast crowd fingered still behind
With an ovcr-powering dread;
They feared that stranger and his bride,
So pale, and like the dead
And many said that an evil pair


Among their friends had gone,-
A demon with his human prey,


From the quiet graveyard drawn;
And a prayer was heard that the innocent
Might escape the Evil One.
Away-the good ship sped away,


Out on the broad high sea-
The sun upon her path before


Behind, the steady breeze
And there was nought in sea or sky
Of fearful auguries.
The day passed on-the sunlight fell
All slantwise from the west,
And then the heavy clouds of storm
Sat on the oceans breast;
And every swelling bilIow mourned,
Like living thing distressed.
Tne sun went down among the clouds,
Tingng with sudden gold,
The pall-like shadow OF the storm,
On every mighty foId;-
And then the lghtnng's eye looked forth,
And the red thunder rolled
The storm came down upon the sea,
In its surprising dread,
Rousng the white and broken surge