Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 5, Number 7, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 15 August 1874 — Page 6

THEMAIL

**$ •Ji- j\fL jj A PAPER

FOR THE

alone or

PEOPLE.

BABY LAND.

How many miles to Baby Landd Any one can tell, Up one flight, To your right, Please to ring the bell. What can you see in Baby Land?

Little folks in white, Downy heads,

Cradle beds,

Faces pure and bright. What do they do in Baby Land? l)re*m MM! ««1 j™y

JaU]rian(«lWT«i

in B»by Land?

What do they Wbr.ttaeod tlhU** f. M'S:* UweJif What niruu? *tng*. Who 1H Qu^n tn Ha by I-imd

Mothrr, hind and «w«*t Ar»n b-r love. if Bm'kboMif tiBid** the liltk' fm-f.

[Written for The Mail.]

"Sea-Weeds/'

MRS. NETTIE BOORE JOAP,

tar,

Upon tliesbuiliern shore of Lake Superior, In the immediate vicinity of Pictured Itocks, and neareetlu point of interest to the Great Cate, abotit two mile* inland the traveler, will soe upon litis brow of a gently rfe emin a weather-beaten, *«a»d-utto -ige, built in the turreted, balconied style, with deeply embrasured windows and dodrways. An orchard and kitchen Harden enclosed by a high wall clout up uus rear, while »n frunt a low welltrimmed

hedge*

divided In twain by a

wicket that opens a smooth-beaten pathway thai wtr up the gentle declivity to the uiain entrance. Two towering pines flank the house and anriualiv drop their cones upon Its unpretentious roof below.

The cottage faces the Lake, and from it* doorway you took town upon the immense concave circles which define the roof of the Great Gave}—moss grown circles they are, their juinature mountains of greetmees reflected in the water Mow. When the sun shines against the t-liffe vott can, also, see from th ottage a dazzling panorama of mi ed green and scarlet and gold, richer hued. than Venetian dyes. This brilliancy of coloring emenates from those perpendicular bands extending from the topfto the water's edge of Pictured Rocks* making them one? or, rather a group, of the greatest curiosities- in the worJtfc

The oWtt* of C*vr. Cottafe* Uo it is called) k,CaptaUt*4te» Fryrwie,Stbo for years has run a fishing trading vessel from Saut St. Marie to* —, ou the south western shore of tibO L1

He is known as a stern tawjrataan, making Duty his one true and ever present god, and, the "charity that p&rdoneth a brother," knowing it net,

Paul Dombey with all ki» stepa, haughty, unloving, mistaken, charac-s teristics was not less stern, nor less proud or unbendlng-not less 1 ng or beloved than thiscomwuratfvely^. :ferfort obscure Captor fc«A«%Tatffi% v«rs*e! pi* i!• from Saut St. Marie Jo Mr-r-v thfc iouthvteste'rfc shore. bo pitied was the poor fellow who flinched under the stem dtefoUaa e#5tcised on board

nthe

7 pest, afore mentioned vessel. Theteiing I Hot* of forgiveness was never known to bf applied to fttt oflfence small or great,—the ,Tender had but one couise to j»twMM«hd out one, he and Capt. John Prynne, henceforth "must walk apart forever."

Th* rest of the &m«y at tott^e coti- ted of his mrt, childrt t, grown mm* find daughter/ »n the -te of sex

SWree, te M» his uuuden a-sv Phyllis Prvnne, and one servant. One so stern *as Capt. Prynne, so destitute of pity towards others, could not be expected to wholly change his nature In the domestic lift. from, it* -is h® wa«lhpttbBd, so he was in private lift —stem, unrelenting,, rnrieunng out duty a» in chalice of it His sons lmteil and rebelled agaiont hint his daughter bated and feared him. At the time I write his eldest son, John, bad thrown off pare 1 a erity by.^w ibn^eof will «u. de»'. f. H«h*»! home one starless night secretly and

1 wandering, sought his liveli

hood wards the setting sun. Flew* was the borrtesne I tor -red

M-.

«exit

-he bore his him wherever he wandered, (that4s if the ourn0 could b© an*w6rt»d.) Hi# narnot hin Identity, his very birth were to be forgotten at

CVITScottage.

Bat was itt

IetUiis tale prove. Tneother two sons, Jesse and Hugh, were still pensioners on the bounty of their par t. They nerved him Amrd hi# VW"( fteitber getting nor exjv Ing thanks, or comme !it* ns. But «t iaupf Mir1^, the yt» of tt««m idl—»m.l -rated from them all by a gap of ver. ars— t*nt th»* stoify chteny A lyoo

ana know her flrst the

day which markes ft Mrr.!rt? point in her exiatenc*. Her j..-• to this time

TIeasily

t..M, she -«e-i

Mldrea

WWM

OMM

v*rjr

ining. When her /csmfl: n% If wm nolwai' I. Her the one to ftov

«t-hd

A OM!

advent. He resstmed, he I jfin enonffh. and If he ww ktJ not, ^^Stalnly nndeslra! Aglri

nine of a remit. He wife for the sole «mall Ufo before Mi*.

deLi-..-,wh' i. to him and 1 her eyea a morse.) madI.:- I." I 7-r.

cltil-

in ^fae fiunily meaat tcpnd* -tn. i» nid ftrn «r no to I«•• -s that h* mm auchwsarwi

1»

istenes. Ho Ws ^y |lrt was the result «f a en^. and

f*®*

tLl,,

mot amUl hl*a|Mr« kk WfAlngiras brief, (or ere the tiny nnw IW.1. rim* •!.!.=.,v,tp»do»f oftj,4 they 1»W proaswl against the velvet ihy's"

me In* ",r*iy !'ps

Alt"-'.-'

to ha\e none. He e* u, in hisetun her ea a wyasi^'.-lwl s.. s- mettn-- aa hi vi^erl' ». it t.i-r h'jnfWiW''»•" sraaall. li ulowi

V.ini-innt in

of dnty was pi

llOn,

t.-rtuwalfcUi'T wen UD I A"J* her

fcih-i

no' r-' .i i.

to. md Hwts-.-'-i# she It was upon the

neat storm In "iWept orer oar Lake* destroying seoies upon aepres of Uvea, snd aenuoBsrotw fere the wrecks *«fi vssseU it »W as if •tK4hsrAitnM^|)iiA Sfcr«^Jed op« our ahorea. All day "Miriam and her Aunt Phyllis, wrapped In their csioaka, had aUveted at uus window feeing the lake, of the conical turret surmounting the cottage. The night before this turn* had been one blase of ruddy

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dkse did they hang the lamps, witt «dnt hope that th^r rays infghMBrre as to as me ill-feted veaael driven day they had hungered and toe intent upon the object of their watchfulness to remain kw long enough to satisfy the demandaor nature. Two days before "the Tcvtpcst" had an d, and her flue it waa that ^n|ined thctf eyee and earn, and senses to the kecoc*£ tentioA of sumettset. tile day before Mtrianohad beenlikt 11 thing so keen was her apprebetw :6r her brqiiMr's safety, bat |-day ahe had settf»4 |mt4o tfe| #1 silence of dumb despair. Methinks see her yet. standby that turret window, gazing with that fixed, breathless attention at the sight before her. All day it had blow# groat

highest topple over the Rocks and break into blinding riiowewof spray and foam. Hien a gr5s«t reeeeding wave would scoop out gigantic poni us of their de«*%s snd with a hoarse argo driving

|jt

*ro-

Whww mmIir ho Hung aside, and' iwnated The surge most HWO11«-H thai met him. —|($bake*p«rc—Tempest,

wards andi downwards into the wti ahd cavfet below. Sometimes a ,9 crested billow broke with a deafening boom before it reached the akers and then the entire dsen leetiuJ to catch the import of its wrath and rush, as rushes a mighty arnrty to a breach in a rampant, with might and force and tumultuous noise onward. -Then while these great masses of water shivered and shook, every shape of hill and valley, perpendicular wall, or undulating plain were hurled into one awful whole and beat Into and

against

the

the glisten

ing i-ill of the towering Rocks. Clouds flew think and fast before the wind, and occasionally torrents of reUi frll adding to the dreaafUl gloom. It is twp o'clock Miriam has been bekrW and h«ts returned to the turret followed by Brune, her huge black mastiff.

Aunt Phyllis they say dogs scent danger on land, why not out yonder Brune?" she says, making a westure to the dog before her., He reared |uto the window ledge and seemed to know what was wanted, for his keen eyes roved over the waters and he elevated his nose in the air.

Miriam MtwiftOTW across Ids shaggy neck and rested her chin upon theledge beside him. "Ah! Brune, theife Is danger «nd death out there, isn't there Oh my darlings, if you are only safe," she went on,after a space. Brune seemed to share her anxiety, for ho gave a low pitiful whine, aud fell to licking the cheek beside him. A half hour passed/the wa9ehfuk8ilyn£& brokenoblytrrSOBSOmovement bythodpg, or one ofnis dismal whines. Then Ml--riarn sprang up and taming her white face towards her companion, and fixutg hercreat, dark tm-English eyes ^tpon E^n&reke OtU, "Aont Ph^lU^ fpcftk to met»f I shall tile I tell ymfthfs-stlspense is like a leech at the brain gorgingitself

Jte

She stood with firmly, claspcd hands before her relative, who, with her narrow "forehead braided tight," mouth soured a trifle at best, but now drawn down Into severe puckers at the corners, searching steel gray eyes scanning with painfhl took,the distant breakers, sat Mnt forward wrapped tightly in her pthtd. She turned as Miriam spoke, and

expression of her face was in keeping with her words as she answered, Miriam Pvrnn#, von will do no such thing 1 A fine irfgftt of good it would do—AIv God, listen there!" she shrieked, bs die loOm of a signal gun echoed above the roar of the beatmg waves. Attain and again it was repeated, pd terror wild they stood at the window straining their eyes to see the ill-fated vessel driven, upon the cliffs. Rjrune threw back hb honf ajid uftor^l deep howls of distress, ftom temfiefl inaction Miriam, in a moment. passetl to the violent energy of Some 'hutttod wild thing, and without, a word, descended rapidly from tho turret, followed bv her faUhftil beast, Slid betook herself to the ciiflfe near two miles awav* Sometimes, overcomo by the fiord| storm of wind and rain, she was forced to the earth,

Brune. tolled on, now with breathless hasten pn«trate,gathering breath and strength, while nearec, clcarer came that cry of distress. At last only a steep declivity divided her from the nearest stretch of beach *here, already, some twenty or thirty fishermen had gathered with rosea Knd capstans, boats and *. "But who among them could ivethat heavy sea? Miriam peered through the blinding shower of mist and foam, and 0, tireat Heaven, there close in upon the breakers was the 111fiited

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fearful force: Her peopl« trying hard to cut away the lx» incubus, awl axes gieaniH now aloft—now be•r. Oru «tri* •. rt flgnre P^tned al«t ofcnuii sent—and «ionally youca^ it ). voice giving some ten* OMTTr^Hl to It o«e are I him.

Tt». heavii .: tnd grt lngof the vessel Is past description, snapping and twtetfiTff of her timber- et*ildbe h«vd fn--«na)»v!beroarof U. inpest. wow w»»*m herbeanw^n 4fi*ingin to ire-pow nothing her keel was vfartme. «#ie'*»l«e« '»ntly b«kwards ov oar some high gt wave into the take. As Miriam gau th level, r\ ..f l.otwt r«(f «»jtp '.'uteoftsly tm nslloroan ship. agreat waver inie with the anearthqnakeMidawepiov# r..}lli*g waeek, carrying men and i- eorda^ .wnlng vor- t. Uke an svtii-:jn: 2*eausls. Mirlau sprang into tint »m«* of stri.-ken ».n|, to tic.-f*r*r*t-h f-y'* tfws

or*'- 5. pot

:a:

hy's cheek. began the Prytwa, aad as it had ft* of V*

an in: »d] frdl

lli^kd

w•' t!- ir (wt

ng h-r "R-hueflrrr wm-k-am n, an« y-u

«M'lMiow-'srl8t Here, -jae «-"rda

sfrald tm i«ft#*'***

vvrr"

'n holding

up her arms for the noose .... Miriam we deent lie «lhe(d that keeps nah to.

so nhth to beaten death

site was|oset, wr've wives and liUle^onee as p-frMM rrin u-r and dependant ont i,:- jL inml'y mid* ,'nnww an old his v- s- er-beaten aklpp* «!io with tar-de-oai-' f..*uujnd«iwn down c' his Ntagrr -»•&*, stood watching the with

:-i you not thi kaoroe of thoje -i *ii *liv«» aad lit«e ow».Undle H-

hlt-f'E'. ir'iMhawiHrowhatfiiwiioisfreef :dtowi"-

ielded ik p®® mn put this rope n»edto.i«i^ tl* lift- Wtd in iit tlbiU' th»-

ing her so brave, so resolute, white and hurried from the knot of men, one stepped forth and not unkindly took the rope from her hands.

A second morfe and he disappeared, em-allowed up in a green mountain of mingled frothing, hissing foam only to rise again with tho trembling hills, foiling Into succeeding valleys, borne on towards U»e wreck battling bravely and vpUently. Upon a smooth aea the distance was nothing, but contend against the united force of the existing Wind and waves was herculean the trial was as by fire, snd lighting through he wfcs with friiyht and main his strength was seen te break. A great cheer rose from those oil shore, and echoed back bv those on ship as ho neared the wreck. "One more vigorous stroke and he would grasp it. He climbs a last watery poak for the tVual .plungts when O, great Heavens,—

All still save tho btyit of the surf, the roll of the waves. The men at tjic ropes loek in each other's faces and find no speech slowly they wind in tho slackened cable. They are startled, in the midst, by a scream of triumph, Miriam fltr out on the edge, clinging to a rock like a red winged bird, points to a dark mass floating closo in upon shore. It Is two men In each other's arms, one struggling, the other rnuto and still. "The rocks, tho recks I—men* will yon let them be dashod against tho rocks?" she cries, springing for the loose coiled rope and trying to fling it below with her weak hands, from her slippery stand point.

er. One mast was broken

short off to the deck, and lay over the aide entangled lf am of sail and

Heave ahead Henve ahead, my brave lass, hut hero's a mate as Is ready to bear a hand," said tho man in the tarpaulin cap. grasping the rope over Miriam's head.

Stand aside, my girl," lie went on, pushing Ml Ham aside, and throwing rack his body, threw the rtmo for out Into the water—it struck within ttvb feet of It* olflect and waM jrrasped.

Ood has remembered I" shouted Miil*1*1- ..... lies* a hand my lads—l»sr a hand," sang out tho old skipper. He was obeyed. They drew In slowly and with care to avoid a for aa possible, the awfhl shock of the waves beating against the perpendicular base of the cliffs. Miriam displaced from one situation, advanced to another more perilous, ami knelt dose upon the rugged rock treacherous with the slime of the water, and where the surf and spray dashed over her. Hero ahe watched every mow and motion of the drowning men. Upon her memory was .Impressed forever the death-white rigidity of the one—and the strained desperate eiiergy of the other, with ita glaring eyes anddUated wostrlls. This Imprtwslon—Imperfect, strangely new, was dimmed, in sn instant, by another aostarUing, thrilling, she was

isetasd with horror. -At one bound her

Hands and rope a I it to a a a

let:), tk r.f deatrti't en go on f" lightning, |»st reason ^Into *be^l^r^e-

D||]lf ttfon of certainty, and she knew by the workings of the foce slic watched that a struggle was ooing on in the owner's breast more netcc, more terrihlethan that he was waging with the elotnenla. instinrtively ^rasjicd the train of his thoughts, read, translated and comprehended 'and thrusting her hand In The told-of her garments drew forth a tiny knife, a lady's harmless toy, If harmlessly un*d, pressed her thumb upon the sjwing snd laid across the rope its edge of glittering steal and—spotted. The awftil CTisis came with the last long steady pull over the rock*.

put tnts re

Th«t« v.aa eemethlng thi-* (IH waived to jfc1. hw and

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Bear a little to the left, mates,** commanded the old skipper, to svoid, if nossibla. the descending fary of the waatMipen the shore. "Now take a good hold and stick for your lite," he added, bending down and speaking to them clinging below with the tenacity of

Miriam saw the onward look that fot fowed the admonition—she

TKRIiK HAUTE SATURDAY KVKN'IN'I. MAIL.

upon her sJender waist. See

thankee,

Miss," be aaid, "I amwillln* toesrywye to my l,haa neither kid nor mate to kear fiir, your eogwf® JJrtE" me kind o' shamed loike. Matea, make me snug. I*m Air to go.*' "Hod Ideas yon, my noble tar," cried Miriam, above the accents ot persuasion and dissent from the others, clasping her white hands over his arm. The brave follow looked down Into her flashing eyes and his look of noble daring changed to one of holy awe. "He'll keep me, Mtas, no doubt, the little litrds be'ant littler nor I, and Me keers far 'em, yer know. If my time be'ant heer Miss, 111 be towed back heer to port aafo and sound* no fear o' that." Tney crowded in close upon him, some dissuading, some making him ready for his perilous voyage. Miriam looked at his pale, serene face and was awed. The wreek was now ftust parting amidships^e^ ery moment her peril was greater. At hot, all was ready. Standing apart With Miriam beside i»iiu, the stranger watched a great wave rolling in^ A moment, and wringing Miriam's hand as In mute fitrtnypff, he plunged forward, and there fell a silence as of death, as high upon the reeeeding crest he lro ist••Ttie inr^ most swollen that met him."

lto

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The storm wind Kurvclydou swept frota his lair. And cleft through tht! wave* of tiio ocean his path."

deethr-*

He rinks With' his strength ex hausted, with blood' stidns upon his lips, under the trough of the huge breaker, and another great cry,' it is despair this time, breaks from every waiting anxious lip, and high above all Is a woman's voioo saying. Father, remember him now—remember Aim

yacfcenlng of his arms about the uttconadoua booty they held—ahe aaw the Indrawn breath—« sigh of a spirit giving itaelf ap to the tempter, and pressing the line at trenchant steel firmer upon the rope, called out a voice so clear and full that It rang through the bais of the storm like the note or a dlifcr clarion. "Stop!" All eyes turned upon her.but her great un-KngUsh orbs aerated to rwallow up and devour those uplifted to here from the depths below, and althouoh her line uttered the aoonds it WM h^eyeatbjit *adtohim, "If you do the evil you contemplated, I will cut uw

The change that sweptover that working, exhausted countenance who can portray ?—awe, de«patr. reverence, hope, succeeded each other but to die upon some other emotion. But he knew be dared not disobey convulsively he

clasped close, closer, cloaeet to him, the man who had saved him, while over his lips flickered a smile that mid Itt its sweet peaoeftilnees, "Living or dying, I too sm saved," A. moment mom and he dropped at Miriam's feet, uncensscious, with blood oosing from his lips, but even yel his arms held a form or day from wnich the spirit had fled. The brave heart that had neither kid nor mate to care for hav was seeking love amon^ tho angels.

CHAPTER II.

-Of all will beasts, preserve me from a tyrant and ©fall tame—a flatterer. —[Jensen's 8e$anu«.

They curried Utem to the nearest cottage, that of the old skipper, until one of the men could return to Cave Cottage for means necessary to convey them thither. Miriam knew that It would be a stem war-to-the-hilt light between the rescued man and death, and she knew fhvther, thfc hum bio fishermen around her could ill accommdate a guest co long. ••One of yon must acoempany Mr. Stone, and take one of the horses and ride tor l)r. Horton—have liini at the cottage by the tiute we come," Miriam urged excitedly seeing the man departing for tho carriage,

He's beaten tow dpathl Martha, boston tew death—as brave and will in' a chap aa ever lent a hand. Poor unfortoonato boy J" and two salt drops foil from tho old sklimor's misty eyes snd iay like dfamonus on the fooe of the dead.

MOW/"

The men at the ropes began hauling him in, when he arose and

wifcb

a fUint mo

tion of his free hand begged thom to desist, for ho was Close In upon the wreck, from whose side a rope was Instantly lowered to him and strong hands drew him on. O tho shont then that wont up. Tho active stalwart figure whieh had attracted so much notice

shore, was

now seen to detach the ropes from the exhausted man and witk brief commands construct with them,a perilous pathway t6 tho shore. Thoy were first made fast to the vessel and then one by one, slowlv, breathlessly the unfortunate crew descended'the ship's side and dropped isleng Bid?—clinging, sinking, clinging www with knotted nvuscles and

T'other one Is a most theer, tew, Martha ho be'ant the one as done the most to save 'em afer this, dear soul. He must be the Cap'ain or owner loike, see'n as how he give the word and had things done his way," went he on turning fue rescued liian towards tho fire upon tho hearth and chaffing his col,d nerveless hands.

Miriam, chill and dazed, knelt tipOn the floor by t!io dead, and her face was white as Ids. A great fear and remorse was knriwing at her heart. The ijeaceful rest written in the countenance before her drovo tho foar deeper home— with a' piteous cry she flung out her hands to tho skipper's wife.

hite fooes to this last frail

ohance ween them and eternity. Sometime ihe plunging of the vessel, and the,fon of Lho water stmined tho heavy until it seemed as if it must SM^ap in wuin, and of the fifteen to I jo saved, three were beaten oft, washed aside and drowned, and each heard his death knell in the Cry that went up

shore. That active1 stahvart figure waa the last to come bringing with him. tho man w:ho had periled his life for them all. Fast as tho rescued ones touched shore they were taken Up hud convened to the neatest cabin, so there remained orilv ftve td watch tliis laSfl doBpcrAte struggle and fbreihoBt among thefrt was Miriam, the spray and waves around her very feet, and her un-English eyes the eagerest of the eager. Slowly they came, the weaker sustained by the strohger—half the perilous distance is over, when the cable gavo a violent twitch and remained taught, while back at tho rear an awful chasm i»/ seen to open and close, and the ship gone— another moment, and tho quivering cable snaps with a heavy thud.

Martha, Martha, I did it—I did it! Itwas I who stilled this brave heart—what shall I do, oh, what shall I do?" The old dame sought to sooth her but it was a wordless sympathy. She did^ not know the part Miriam had enacted but her husband did, and caressing her with his rough hands no soothed her.

No, lass, it was hot you—twas Hun as he talked about,you know? besides, he would a' gone all the same if you'had not a' coitte he beant wantin' turtogo afore you come. He would a gone «11 tho same, lass—all the same, ltoent be a grievin' o' yourself wi' that thowt, Gou knowed. better nor we what is done." •'1' "It'you

are

only right, I nolo—only

right, you arc sure he would have gone? you aro suro it was not I who sent hi:i to hi^ death ^liriam's distress was touching.

Quite suro. lass, quite sure leastwise as sure oh his own Words can mahe it. .Test afore vmi come, 'Mates, sez he,' Mates, make me ready, I'm goirt.' I'm strong and eah swim loike -a fish, artd I'm goin,' wo were a dissuadin o' him, Miss when- you come."

Miriam drew a long breath of relief and turned and looked at the dead now without horror. "Ho has no friends has ho, undo," she asked, lifting one cold hand anu pressing the stiffening fingerp.

None that I knows on. He has neither kid nor mate as you heerd him tell—he lived wi' Cap'ain Schnell's folk —was Ono o' the Cap'ain hands, hut since he's gono the poor boy bcant litin' heer and theer loike."

Then if von do not mind, ttnele, I'll sac tliat everything is done now," said Miriam, rising.-

Thankee, Miss, thankee 1 ou have a brave kind heart." Miriam now joined old Martha in her work of resuscitating the stranger. The heuiorhage had ceased but his face had that pinched, blue, Indrawn look always accompanying loas of blood. It was not a handsome nice taken alone as handsomo. It had too much foreo and character in it. It* belonged to the Harold Gwynno type—strongly marked brows -mtoadftuit fearless eyes, firm, reposeful mouth, over topped by a smooth wide forehead, and well formed-cloae-shorn head, ills strength availed him little now. lie had passed into that state of helpiresness which comes upon the strongest of us, even Samson of old, teaching its that muscle and sinew, and physical power are unreliable props at best. An hour passed. Every means the humble abode afforded had been tried, and still the stranger revived not, and the carriago had not come. The storm had

somewhat

Compassion makes us tender. "Yes, child,*'said the woman, drawing the girl forward towards tho house and making way for the men who brought their burdens Into the *lttlng-roonf», coty and ruddv with a leaping, crackling wood's fire. Tits old fomily doctor advanced to meet them and directed the depositing of the bodies, the stranger they carried into tho chamber just beyond the sitting-room. Then the doctor came beck and aaw that Miriam attended to her own comfort, for she was dear to him as a child.

Two hours passed, and night had dosed in starless and drear, with howling winds and moaning waves down on the olflk Hie medical man still remain odahtit up in the chamber, butacroae the hall, in 4be little parlor, a strangely still form lay alone beneath a white pall.

Suspense and excitement were doing their work upon Miriam, her breath caimi hot and dry. her hands and feet were lev eeld, she trembled, and her nn-Engush eyes roved with a restless glitter from chamber door to the clock over tb» man tie. MschaidcaUy she

saw tli- t»«c-d Hoor, or st-d listening for

x-i Mi

some sottnd wHhin. At last the door swung hack and Om»doctorand

her aunt

came and stood by the fore. "Willhe live,doctor, will he live?" cried the girl in a suppressed voice, dntcMns hand. "Ifearnet, c&ild-Ifoar not! He Is very much weakened and exhausted, and even if he should ttve it will be a long desperate pull for health and strength," was the answer given as men of his Idnd, from much pracooe, do give.

But you can help him, doctor, to make this fight ?—you ean, you moat—" Of coarse I will use every effort, child, but what Is he to you?"

Nothing—everything, for I fcel in spite of all they can say, that I have a put in causing that dsuh in yonder: and if I can help to save this other life will feel that I nave atoned. O, doctor. If good, faithful nursing can beai, your patient be shall live."

Yes, yea, I know that hat he will get none from you to-night. I would not trust a mouse in these cold fingers, you must go to bed immediately."

No. no, doctor, I cannqt sleep, la deed, I cannot, it Is useless for me to try," cried Miriam, excitedly wtatohing away her bands.

ft you want to help me save that man do as I bid yon," somewhat sternly. Here, I'll see that you sleep soundly—drink this." He had taken a wine ijiass from the mantle snd mixed a strong narcotic and now held it to Miriam's lips. She was forced to obey. And

site left the room the old man

went iu to look at his patient, muttering, "l have saved myself from a case of nervobs fever. How that girl's eyes go through one—not as vour keen black eyes go through a body, but with tho soft melnncboly glanoe of the eye of the $ontb."

Why koep you down to dull details Why not leap over the five subsequent weeks and fake "dp the ra\ eled edge of these facts?

It Is late April, full of buds and prom iso and sunshine. No clouds brood—no signal gun echoes over the Lak$r but its sea-green water rests like gently curled glass within, the shadow Of Pictured Hocks. In the sitting-room of Cave Cottage the window facing the Lake stands open, and before |t, ptill feeble, lying back in his arm chair, sits the stranger whom henceforth we shall call by his name, Lawlcrt Ay Inter, who returning from the West to the Kast had recklessly attempts t'to Journey by the way of the lakes, on board a trading schooner, and to his, cost. Days and davs his strong nature had fought death in his strong holds, sometiriies It was iu the active combat of delirious strength, again it was In tlic weak prostration of a tainting child. Now he was at home and saw around him the friends so dear to him, but their feces were always horribly contorted—sometimes with pain, ofteuer with anger towards himself, and when he sought to appease them they would turn from -him and bid him go and drown himsall Then with bursting hefert he would go and soon would find himself tossing in the cold, cold waves, clinging to a rope while a hundred dead men tried tobeat him off. He treed himself, and rose rejoicing, when high above him he heard a voice calling him and looking op, he saw a knife cutting the rone—bo saw large dark eves fierce ana pitiless as tne screaming eagle's glaring down upon him. He knew then he was lost and closing his eyes he drifted away-rdown —down, and was lost.

This was the dream that haunted him weeks ago. He has but IMnt remembrance of it now as he sits his eyes roving over the deep green waters of the Lake. He is released at last, from the side room and ho enjoys his liberty as a child enjovs some childish ioV, wholly and entirely. He is too weak to generalise much'yet, lie accepts his pleasure and questions not. But bliss is evanescent, liis is vanishing tho air feels chill and he essays to lower the sash, but falls, back taint and exhausted. He raises his hand and looks at it, long, slim and thin, it is still too larfee to be so weak. Another hand, not near so large, glides past his face and touches the spring with a little firm pressure ami the sash is lowered. His eye follows the smooth, well-turned wrist, travels up the forearm, and turning his head a very little he looks into the un-English eyes of his dream. They are real eyes nowsoft melancholy eyes with lashes long and silky. 'Miriani Is beside him and is speaking to hint, "I feared you weukl find the air too chill our Lake breeze at iest is no gentle zepher. Shall I whetl you nearer the grate

Thank you, you are kind, lmt I am very comfortable now," ho answered, regarding her wjth the indoleut stare of an invalid.

Miriam hesitated, lingered, then ventured, "Aunt Phyllis has gone out, what shall I do to ainuse you Head, perhaps?"

As you like—I mean if you will I" Miriani went and stood before her private book-case, half turning towards him. "What shall it bo, sir?" "Anything I am not difficult to please/' his eyes still lazily following her.

Here's Mrs. Browsing at her Ctesa Gulda windows?"

Too classical, I cannot follow her today."

Dante's visions, then

abated,

but

It was

still severe enough to fill all hearts with dread. "At last, at last!" cried Miriam as the rumble of wheels was heard crunching the sandy road. Everything wm done that could be done for the comfort of the dying man, but still the ournoy was full of peril and Miriam uttered a cry of relief as the carriage at last halted at Cave Cottage. Her aunt was at the wicket, and Miriam flew to her, clinging to her neck. "Aunt Phyllis, Annt Phyllis 1 it la so dreadful. I brought him to yon knowing If anything could bo done, you could do it."

No, thank vou. I have been too near Paradise to wish for an Immediate return with him," grimly.

Tennvson, maybe?"

No metaphysia, If you please." I'll try once more, and If I fail, I'll abandon you to your fate—Bui wer, Dickens, Bronte, Southworth." '«I cannot choose cream is cream, you know."

Your doom Is sealed, I shall please myself now, sir. Let mo oee—you «kaU be afflicted with poetry after all. Just fix your eyes upon the landscape through the window While I people it withdusky red men see?" rite held towards him a title page, "Hiawatha," was the reading. "Perhaps you will ap-

use. they hear in their souls tho t»e of wonderfVil melodies.' Thev kaow what the language of the God is hearing always in their souls."

Lambert Aylmer stalled aa eat world worn smile.

Htinting of Pau-Puk Kconn Fool, noat you know he

la tine iuoMitation of all such tempests as brought you to our shores!" Miriam added a little wickedly. She read the smooth, elegant diction of Americas poet laureate in the smoothest voice in the world, Miriam was a good reader, and read from a true appreciation of her text. Lambert Aylmer lay with languidly closed eyea listenit^, occaafoua Ty opening them to watch the reader's tending profile, or catch spmo deep inflection of her voice. An hour parsed. The book dropped Miriam looked up, speaking more to herself than her coninanion. "Oh I poet, poet I who would net be a poet? A great poet, I mean, not a dnvetetr, a stringer—together—of rhvmea?"

History tells us the poet's lot is not an enviable caw, Miss Miriam. It tells us of all the wretched men on God's earth your sensitive poet Is about the wretcbedeet," ww» the answer.

Miriam took up the gauntlet quickly, "Yes, so it does, bat it only proves thev suffer most from having greater capacity for suffering but despite all this they are amply repaid, for 'Through long of toil and days devoid of

nights

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This vouthful rap.

tore seemed so for from him looking across his thirty-three vears.

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If you would plume your wings vou would become a poet yourself, MJM

riam," and that smile went through the worda. I—* poet, I—you jest!" and Miriam turned away hurt. "Indeed, no iI

ak from analogy a true appreciation thought implies a nature adapted to, not to poesy."

Miriam smiled and shook her head, "{cannot agree with you. I may appreciate the many sublime creations of Ait, I may become a wise oonnoiaeur, nay, a scotching connoiseur like Joshua Reynolds, who, it is said, purchased and ruthlessly destroyed one or two valuable i*intlngs of the old masters to discover the methods of art hidden in them, and yet, I could not draw a correct line, or mix tho simplest tints on canvas," sho urged.

If I were only little stronger I'd prove to you by Wheatly's Logic that you area born poetess—as it is, I shall calmly await for my lunch there's the bell, I am glad of it, for I am wolfishly hungry." lie leaned back with such a couiic look of hunger upon his foes that Miriam laughed and went to bring his repast. They had become wonderfbUy well acquainted during the past week.

My favorite broiled salmon, and sweet buns where did you get them?" aaked Aylmer, aa Miriam wheeled a little table to his side and arranged thereon his tray.

Brother Hugh caught the salmon, and I made the buns," said Miriam, still busying herself pouring out his weak tea for him (show me an invalid who does not drink weak tea and I'll hcnccforth refrain from the picture.)

When do your brothers sail?" Not for a week yet. The.*boat was more damaged by the storm than was supposed. I am glad though that it takes so long to rejiair it, for it is not often the boys are with tne so long at a time. I hear Jesse calling we, you can spare me?"

Oh! yes: I wish I always had as fair prospects before me," answered tho graceless Aylmer, eyeing the food wist-

Miriam paused in tho doorway, looking back. "You remind me of Mlcawber standing over his punch bowl," she said pointedly and vanished.

Two weeks mere and June roses aro swelling ready to burst the bud bees are beginning*to hum busily Important in the garden of Cave Cottage. Into this .garden came tripping one morniug Miriam Prynne, armed cap-a-pio with garden tools necessary to do a bit of gardening, and with her came Lambert Aylmer. He is still far from robust, and Itis physician tells liitn, encouragingly, likely to be fhe Interesting invalid^ a month yet* He bears the news with the stoicism habitual to his nature, and, meanwhile, makes himself entirely at home at Cave Cottage.

Miriam stoops over her pansy bed, now in a burst of bloom, and plucks away some \vithered leaves Aylmer looks on.

How iQvely this, flower.is," he said, looking not at tho pansies, but at tho oval face before him, shaded under a garden hat. "My favorites I Would you like some?** sotto voce from Miriam, still at work.

Ono is all I want of the kind," and that peculiar quizzical smile touched Aylmer's lips at the words. «4Shall it be darkly blue, creamyyellow, or ptirply-black," and Miriam indicated the colors with her finger. "Purply-black," and Aylmer never moved bis eyes lt^om the face he watched. She reached over to a central group and selected a large velvety blossom with the dew vet upon it.

Tender, fragile thing. I wonder if Flora knew you must ale to-day and this tear is hers." Miriani rose as she spoke handing Aylmer the flower.

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cannot toll whether Flora is inclined to be lachrymose or not, but I'll tell vou what I do know, Miss Miriam." "ft'ell?"

He held tho dark blossoih against her cheek. "I know that this purply-black matches your Irids." The action, the tone, the words were so palpably, flatteringly apparent that the purply-black" irids flashed dangerously.

And I know you are a smoothtongued flatterer! How dare you desecrate tny little gift by such words and actions? Give it me, and Miriam reached out her hand for the flower.

Aylmer held It bade. "Believe me. Miss Miriam, I meant no flattery, and I value your favorite flower so highly that I cannot think of jiving it up so easily. Thus, would I preserve it ho placed' it with easy smiling assurance inside his waistcoat ever his heart. Without a word, Miriam turned and left him. They did not meet until lunch, and then Miriam was so freesdngly polite that Aylmer was alarmed Into seeking a reconciliation. Miriani eluded him, however, and the afternoon was far gone ere he had an opportunity to speak to her. Then ho saw ner fastening a dematis to the window casement outside. He flung down his book and joined her.

Miss Miriam, 1 see that I offended you this morning by my senseless jesting. I ask your pardon, and hope yott'll forget It," he said.

Jriaui looked up and caught an ox-

Eis

resslon In his fearless eyes that belled hum bio words and it hardened her against him. A woman mocked would open her veins and let her heart run dry before she would relent.

A cynical smile curled Miriam's lips. "Thank you, sir, but to obtain my full, free pardon, you must give me back my little souvenir."

Be it as yon say." He took tho little bone Of contention from his private diary and an inner pocket, and dropped it upon her hand. He was earnest enough now, for he was humiliated and angry. "Is It your wny to play at shuttle-cock with your gifts?" lie went on with a sneer.

Miriam flung the flower from her and wheeled round, "It la not my way to listen to insults calmly. Flattery Faugh! I hate It, and one who nses It Is no better to me than a falsi fir. Do not venture on that ground agaiu with me, Mr. Aylmer, for I do not want to quarrel with you, believe me."

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am not a fool, even if you think so, for less a liar—but I think you—— He broke off, he suddenly remembered he owed this girl his life,and he stood mute, and let the anger burn and wrsakle within him as It would. They were a charming pair just then—a woman mocked, and a man angry, and with his vanity slightly frost-bit always are. [concluded »KXT WEKK.]

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