Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 11, Number 8, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 21 August 1880 — Page 2

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THE MAIL

A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE,

TERRE HAUTE, AUGUST 21,JL880

THE A LARM BELL,

I heahsde alarm f'm do nnmber one box, Listen, sinnahs, 11* ten! Bark bow earnlsly de angel knock#

De Are Is not an'nissln'.

Angels tappin* on de conscience bell, Heah it, heah it bangln'? Hit's a gre't big fire dey's a babbln in bell

Dftt'H why de

Eere

1

7larm

bell's clangin'.

A tire dat de nglnee nebberglt around, Sinnahs brilin', fry in'— Where de Babcock. 'stlng'shers can't be found,

An' dey ain't no use o' tryin'.

blames is burnin' np higber an' higher— Hurpribin', oh surprirln', JYoa has an interest in dat Are,

An'de flames is still a risln'.

Jump when you heah dat warnlu' cblme Jump up,slnnans,Jump up! ,J)o your do in a berry qnick time

Now Is de time to hnmp up,

COMPENSATION.

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"KKT »ABTg-^f^#4'

The Poet sings on the p!ain, The Trader toils in the mart,

One eavi^ the other's gain, One stares at the other's Art.

Yet each one reach* his goal, And the Critic sneers as they pass, And each of the three In his soul

Believe* the other an Ass!

Harpers Magazine—September.

A Midsummer Night's Adventure.

ANNIE BOWMAN BLAKE.

'It's abominable! It's' outrageous! There isn't a thing on the table fit for a decent man to eat. The cook ought to be puttodeatb. Hanging would be too good lor ber—for I'll be bound It's a woman no man would have the effrontery to send up such dlngraceful stuff. She ought to be strangled, and with her own food. Bah! that dreadful breakfast la sticking iu nay throat yet.'

The above uttered words, spoken with vehement emphasis of irritability, were accompanied by an energetic poshing aside of the various platters of leathery beef, underdone potatoes, and bullet beaded peas. For Mr. Hugh Wilder had arrived at an age and to proportions of rotundity when a man takes serious views of the dinner question. No wonder, then, that he found himself wholly unable to accept in the true spirit of resignation the scant accommodation in edibles offered the Mount Desert summer boarder. 'Heavens!' he was continuing, preparing to fire off another volley of dlB-

ust, 'I shall die of indigestion if I stay another week.' 'But you know you would come, bleated a lady by this protesting gentleman's side, softly and inoffensively, as if fearing to excite him the more. She was presumably bis n»lfe, if one were ouly to inler such a conclusion from the general rule governing the matrimonial choice. She belonged to him by every law of contrast. She looked as mild as he was explosive, as bleached as be was highly colored, and had the air of being one of thoso marital moons that only ahine by reflected light. A closer observer might have discovered that the moral atmosphere of this moon-lit oharaoter was of a depressingly exhaust ed nature. There was a hopeless look of resignation emitted through the medium of hor pale blue eye. She had an extinguished air, as i. her previous efforts to throw cold water on the voleanlc ebullitions of her lord bad, so to apeak, woru her out. She was administering now a feebly repressive glance, that oarrled no hope of success in it. •Would come,' the explosive gentleman replied, echoing her words 'Do you suppose I,expected this?' with a miprehentdve swuep or his fork over the bali cooked food before- him. 'I supposed at leset we should be able to live like Christians but a Turk couldn stand this. Pie, do you say to the waitress, who was passing iilm various specimens of that truly characteristic American pastry. 'Yea, I'll take some pie. It's the only good thing there is *iiere. Some mince, please. One is sure at least .-of getting at least a bit of meat—and cooked—in a mlnoe pie. Coffee? No, v^tbank you. We make our own. There's ^'"where we showed a grain of wisdom.

Violet'—turning to a young lady at his

left—'send

for the hot water, will you?

Drink their coffee! It's the most In.v %rnal—' •Unc.e!' exclaimed the young girl ad dressed as Violet, in atone of command ^iog remonstrance-* tone singularly isott, and of contralto rich neon. For *11 its softness ber single word produced its effect. The volcano was extinguished, and Mr Wilder continued to eattais ntpwit ID uttonoft with somothlng, It li true, ot that dejected air a man wears who baa been successfully snubbed Into alienee by two women.

This little domestic episode had served as ibe mmtse piquant* to the midday meal of a certain light haired young gnutleman who sat a few seats removed from the Wilder party. Mr. Rutherford Payson had, indeed, been so thoroughly entertained with the lively play of the gentleman's ill humor, the elder lady's look of uneasy, helpless Irritation, and the young girl's air or -composed disapproval, that be bad quite forgotten to grumble ou his own ac

T^n seating himself at the table his eye* had naturally wandered to this party, Miss Violet* attractions being, indeed, of an order to make her the local point of observation. She 'was handsome rather than pretty, of the richly colored, abundant tressed type.

it was the sort of beauty which m— little show of anger wonderfully be ^coming that hint of indignation had

irt

m:

Imnt a smothered fire of splendor to the dark deep eye and to the rich ebeetnit hue of the cheek was added a color which -s/imade it wear the ripe, fruity, luteious bloom which i»o delights the eye in a V: Vandyek canvas. The young girl's efforts to maintain an air of serene self

Icontrol made ber square a little defiant* *1 a pair of finely turned shoulder*, and to ber charming round bead, with its maseeaof tow looped ha!r. a bird like »r«*n«as. Altogether, Payson felt that the moment had been a singularly ^fortuitous one. A closer observation

Revealed to Pay»on that the other feature of the f*» were not up the seal*

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beauty attained bv the exurwurivw •barweter of bsr superb eye*. soold hardly be cold critical of the faults in the fac* when one was under the filaflueoca of its charm and the charm vw one evoked by the ^bi'ltv thai revealed itsalt to every

SaSgefnl ••prearton This young geoilsmau was rather given to the interesting pastime of olaseiylng pretty woman's

faces that had a soul in them. He suspected she might, upon acquaintance, be found to bave a taste for a serious now and then. She was laughing heartily, ami making tbe others iaugb. The irascible nncle had lost all traces of bis former irritability. He was leading the laughter with trumpet like blasts of merriment, bis anger being, presumably, like the rage, of certain beasts of prey, confined to quarreling over bis food.

Payson had bis own reasons fdr being thorongbly out of humor with Mount Desert but bis grievances were based on higber grounds tban the dismal failures before bim in tbe culinary art.

After a five years' absence abroad, be had returned hoping to find Mount Desert as primitive aa be bad left it. Fresh from the debris of ruins, there bad been bred in bim aa appetite for the wilderness and be had caressed his fancy with the hope of finding Mount Desert—that charming marriage or mountain ^nd nea—still fresh with Its perfume of savage sanctity. The very pines, be remembered, had waved with an air of virginal primeval grace. But behold the wilderness was a wilderness PO longer. The place waa swarmiug, not with the flannel sbirted mountaineers, but with

myriads

of charming girls

and handsome women in irreproachable French toilets. The wilderness, indeed, might be said to blossom like the rose, in view of tbe fact of the nnmber of pretty girls with whom it abounded.

In re adjusting his mental focus, Payson was forced to admit be lost nothing in point of amusement. He was conscious of being moat delightfully entertained. If America was tbe country of surprises —indeed, the very genius of the unexpected—his native land certainly yielded compensating stores of pleasure. Mount Desert, tbe discovered, the appropriated, tbe fashionable Mount Desert, was onlj another name for a carnival of pleasure, a Turk's paradise of beauties. Wbereever he went, Payson's eyes and ears wero greeted with tbe stfme sights and sounds. From the oaves there came tbe echo of laughter through the forest there moved tbe flutter of Frenc: gowns. The rocks were made picturesquely alive with vivid, brilliant splashes of color, and a perfectly bewildering maz8 of loveliness was to be gszsd upon at tbe hops and Germans.

As for the naked little god, he did a most thriving business. Payson bad not been many .hours on the island before be made

the

interesting discovery

that flirtation, that peculiarly American pastime, was tbe pivot on which swung all fashionable existence at Mounc Desert. Flirtations, indeed, were being carried on in open court, so to speak. This summer operetta seemed to be universally sung in duets and to a fine ear tbe active flutter of Mousieur Cupidon's fleet little wings was to be beard in brisk circulation beneath all those widely spread bandanna sun shades, which Payson had come to look^jopou as an indispensable adjunct to Mount Desert scenery.

To Payson there was sometblnj infectious in breathing this air of sentiment. As the days went on he found himself thinking with flattering pertinacity of a certain dark eyed, brown haired young woman. And she was no other tban the charming Miss Wilder. He was only happy when yielding to "the spirit in bis feet" which led him to become tbe shadow of hor movement*. A glimpse of her on some distant bluff, as she stood, tbe high light of a perfect picture, the lines of ber ft ure delightfully dedued against the superb blue of sea and sky, the flutter of hor scarf—a scarf be had growu to bave a fondness for—fiyiug iu the breez9 of some mountain attitude, were things he was beginning ti feed on. Naturally what he longed lor was more substantial diet. But tbe approaches to knowing her seemed all cut off. They appeared to have no mutual friends. And perhaps the faot that the Wildera came from Boston was sufficient to accouut for a certain aloofuessin their manner. There was, indeed, a touch of New England reserve about them all. Even the expansive uncle seemed awed, when it came to social amenities, by the consclousnesss that he came from the Hub.

Butto Prtysou, Boston ctrricd uo terrors. He bad acquired that fine free masotry of social spirit which comes to a travelled being, and was he to be chilled by a Boston east wind He recognizsd nosuch petty social impediments, and Miss Wilder might be twenty tlmea the haugl.ty Puritan maiden she gave evidence of being, and he would know her.

The f&lowing day at dinner be was in the very act of opening fire, when, chancing to look up at Miss Wi'der's charming Yace, an idea—an utterly absurd idea—struck bim, and be began to smile. TO his confusion, she was returning bis IOOK,and tor tbe first time. Tu nis horror, before be could check himself, bis smile h*d broadened, and be was conscious of having very nearly laughed in her face.

He bad a vague sense that Miss Wilder's eyes had flashed out at him in mingled surprise and indignation, and that she had colored, and oolored deeply, under ber perfeotly justifiable annoy ance. But be had already hastily quitted the table. For the next few moments Mr, Rutherford Payson mi*ht have been found at tbe back door of the hotel apostrophizing tbe innocent mountains with great fluency of speech which rarely comes to a man in trying moments unless he yield to tbe cheering effects of a discreet profanity.

But be could not bave helped it if he had tried.' His rudeness had tiome from •n uncontrollable attack of bis sense of the ridiculous. That morning on tbe beach be had fallen into conversation witv a native who was busily engaged in shovelling aea weed. Payson fell to wondering how any man could eke out a living on this barren ooast. Then he had asked the man how he managed to make a living stall.

Wa'll, neighbor,' tbe man had answer^ ed him, 'there bean't nutnin' ter make hereabout#, an* that's a fact. But, jer aee in winter I haul logs, and in summer I haul maulera, and 'twixt tbe two I dew manage ter tquint along Be It added that in the elegant and realistic vernacular of Mount Desert tbe term *mealer* in applied to tboee boarders living outside In UM cottage*, for whom, in wet weather, tbe typical local'vehicle —the bockboar l—is sent by the hotel

^hen Pavson had looked at Miss Wilder's refined, aristocratic turn of feature, and then thought of her as classed under the generic name of •bauled stealer,' it had proved to much for him. Bnt at least he could repair his error be would go and apologias he would go now.

In bis ceal to acquit himself, be rushed toward tbe pis***. But two ladies, with tfeelr arms linked to one another's, blocked the door way leading to it. As be etnod behind them, be caught right of the profile of one of the ladiea. It was that of Mis* Wilder's aunt, and she waa saying, I 'But vou thought bim ao handsome.' kod be only too distinctly beard Miss I Violet's answer, with ita touch of owelose disdain: 'Which fact doesot jwredade the possibility of his having the won* manner* In the world. Ha Is the I xttdeat man I have ever seen.' With

that, both ladiea atepped ou soon slowly pacing tbe lo tbepiazzt. "*0

After an hour's walk or so he suddenly determined to turv. back. What was tbeufto of wandering about cursing one's folly? He would go back: something might happen. He uiigbt meet ber, and then—who knows? He might find courage to confront ber ith his excuses aud repentance.

As he was sanncerlng by tbe wharf, crowded with the uaual number oi parties about to set off for their afternoon sail, a man whom he knew—Clinton Youngs-Brushed hastily past him. Catching sight of Payson, he seized bim by the arm. accostiug him with 'Just tbe man! For Heaven's sake help us out, Pajson. There isn't an inch of room in one of tbe boats for that pretty Boston girl, and there- isn't a soul to row ber over. We're off for the Porcupines. Tea on tbe rocks, and that sort of thing. It promises to be rather jolly. Come, yon must,' dragging him along. Before Payson could fairly begin bis' expostnlatory refusal, Clinton Youngs bad bim confronting the entire party. 'Here's your boat. Doyou know the girl—Mlss^Wilder? No? Howawkward! I supposed of course you knew her. She's at your hotel. Miss Wilder, allow me to present Mr. Payson. He insists upon rowing you over'—by way of making things easier. Payson could have crnsbed him. 'Remember, we're to meet at tbe Rocks. I must go up for another pair of oars.' Aud Mr. Clinton Youngs was off.

Payson stood still. He fell himself for tbe moment seized by a kind of masterly indecision. Miss Wilder had only acknowledged his presence by tbe slightest of slight inclinations: the most ingenious imagination could not call ita bow. Then she bad gone on quietly amusing beraelf with her previous occupation of dabbling with her white fingers in the waters. What should he do? Obey hi» orders? Or—no! here was bis chance, his opportunity. Fate had been kinder to bim thaB his wildest dreams. He was hardly tbe man fly now. He had certainly given Miss Wilder time and chance to object to his entering the boat bad she so cboosen. He had waited a full long moment. But there was no sign, either of consent or dissent, to be read from that down sweeping glance.

The next instant he had leaped in, and had pushed the boat off. A few vigorstrokes, and they were well out in the bay. 'Miss Wilder,' be began, witbakiad of desperate directness, after a few seconds of aeath like silence—she had not even looked at him yet—'you have every right to think me the rudest man in the world.'. She blushed at this, slowly rnising her eyes. 'But won't you suspend a severer judgment until you hear a little story

With deliberate frankness be related the hibtory of his morning's adventure, and its fraggic consequences. His recital could hardly be called a comic rendering of tbe situation. He was too terribly in earnest for that. Certain it' is that Miss Wilder did not fiud anything in it to cause her to smile. But when be began to upbraid himself with bis dreadful, bis inexcusable rudeness, and to tell ber how hopeless he felt tbe situation to be, she smiled radiantly, and answered him, with a delightfully reassasiDg mockery in ber tone: 'Yes, it is hopeless. Perfectly so. Hadn't we better leave it alone? And don't you think, considering we're off on a pleasure jaunt, we ought to try to think of something a little more cheering tban our mutual mistakes? Isn't the weather superb? In such a climate one can forgive its triefitlon.' 'I suppose Mount Desert is an old story to yon?' 'Ob uo. We're just being introduced.' 'Ot course you like it?' 'Ob, it's a paradise—to be young in.' 'A paradise where, it appears, only man is vile,' laughingly responded Payson. 'Whose vileness, though, appeara to bave a saving charm, if one is inclined to believe the evidence of one's own senses,' brightly retorted the girl. 'But,' she continued, 'I should hate to come here a middle aged party, shouldn't you? Imagine confronting this sentimental entourage with one's worn out illusions!' 'It would be committing a kind of moral anachronism,' answered Payson, sweeping tbe boat along with an easy sculling motion. He was hardly conscious of making any physical exertion to speed tbeir going. He waa only delightfully, sentient'y stirred with an exhilarating sense of joy and an unwonted elation at carrying away with bim over this wide waste of tbe summer sea so beautiful and charming a girl. •But where are you going?' she waa asking him. 'Are you beading tbe right way? Aren't you taking ua out to

'You can hardly bave tbe heart to blame me for taking the longest way round. I'll turn about, though, if you say so, if you fear the motion of tbe waves, But this will bring us round all right, and we'll bave a fine view of the tea.' •I'm not afmid and it is—oh, Han't it too beautiful!' ejaculated tbe girl, aa she caught her first rull glim pee of the open oootn,

But what Payson preferred to look at waa the siri herself, She certainly had the art, whether a conadooa or an un conscious one, of making pictures (Or tbe eyes to delight in. She wore to-day tbe bat with tbe fame us veil about it— tbe veil be had grown to be fond of— and its blue gauss wound round her throat was tbe only touch of color about ber. AU tbe rest waa white and yellow. Her clinging white draperiea wexe gathered cioae about her foet and kaeea, outlining the perfect proportions. Is one band she held a large, creamy yellow son shade, against whose round diak of pale gold the girl's face sboneottt as shines on certain world famous canvases the face of a mediaeval saint with Its aureole of glory.

Just now tbe enthusiasm of ber delight nad kindled the flame of a beautiim moment of emotion—a flame that lit tbe face inlo aglow of ardor. And this girl was no mediaeval saint bats breathing woman with a supremely homan charm.

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Of course, now, be could not £ave tbe face to present himself. She had condemned him unheard, and her verdict had been like a blow. All be eould do was to keep away. He would see to It that at least she should not^even be annoyed by bis presence.

Meanwhile be waa walking^aimle&sly, be hardly knew where. $e*^raa conscious only of having as his ooOnpanions tbe lively play of his self reproaches, his futile regrets. He had mada^a fool of birasalf—a fact be waa communicating with more or less vehemence of utterance to every tree on the road side. He had made an idiot of himself, and he was taking tbe very flowers intu his confidence. Then with a vicious switch of bis cane he would snap off tbe pretty beads of these innocent offenders, after tbe fashion of tbe kings of old, who beheaded a man possessed of too dangerous a secret.

Waa it any wonder that Payson felt ss if be had entered some charmed laud? that merely to listen to the lapsing and beating of the wavea was to hear the voices of enchantment? 'But what Is that?' suddenly cried the young girL 'See! look! Can it £e a cave?' —pointing to an opening in the great wall of rock beneath which they were passing. Tbey were under the shadow of the Porcupine Cliff. 'It look8 suspiciously lise one and Payson rowed bis boat farther ont iuto tbe sea to be safe from tbe treachery of the rocks. 'Oh, don't go ontl' the girl pleaded 'It looks ao awfully mysterious and so romantic. It looka positively wierd. Do go just near enough to see what it is.' •PU cheerfully row you to China. But good heavens! there goes my oar!' As Payson had turned the boat to head in toward the opening, one of his oars, catching between two submerged rocks, had snapped in two. 'We're in a pretty fix now/ •And it's all my fault. I'm so sor—' 'My God! we're being sucked in!'

It was true. The great swelling force ot the inrushing waters waa hurrying their frail bark into tbe dark, cavernous depth. They both had a terrifying sense 'of the day turning to night, of a vast, yawning chasm, of a deafening swash of waters, when tbe girl suddenly felt herself seized. Clasping her in his arms,

Payson had but time for a swift, vigor ons spring—a spring which landed them on a projecting ledge of rock—and the next instant there was a crash, and their boat floated past them dashed into a thousand bits. 'Good heavens! what an escape!' Pay son mattered, with a kind of gasp. But neither of them could apeak quite yet It bad all been so sudden, the sense of tbeir danger, and tbe horrible fate from which they bad been delivered that tbey were stunned for tbe moment, nerveless and dazed.

Payson was tbe first to recover himself. He was brought baok to a^utecon sciousnesa by the shivering of tbe girl beside him. 'Are you hurt? are you cold?' be asked eagerly. 'No, I'm not hurt but I believe I am cold. There seems to be water some where'—with a glance at her feet, over which the incoming waters broke every few moments. 'Come, we must go up higher. Give me your band'—as he helped her to scale tbe rocks above them. 'This is better. I—I hope you're not going to suffer for this,' with an anxious look at her. 'Oh, I'm not a frail being. I shall not catch cold. What I'm wondering at is how we're to get out,' recovering some of ber natural buoyancy, with a compre bensive glance about the great, dismal, roclfy chamber in which tbey found themselves. •The situation does look appalling, I'll allow.' •I suppose there's no chanco of our climbing up that cliff?' pointing to the great facade of rook behind them. 'No, it would be impossible. There isn't a foothold anywhere,' replied Payson, who had already scanned that loophole of escape with tbe eye of a practiced Alpine climber. 'Miss Wilder, there isn't any use of holding out false hopes to you. We're in a pretty serious plight. We can't get back by water, since.our boat's gone and we can't climb to tbe earth's surface, for the rocks are simply unscalable. The only thing we can do is to wait for something to turn up.' 'You mean till some one comes after us?' •I do. And tbe probabilities are that wo won't be kept waiting very long. Our party will soon find UB missing, and will begin to look us up. Meanwhile, what can I do to make you comfortable?' •Nothing, thanks. I'm as comfortable as I feel aright to be—under the circumst&ncos

What a blessing it was she took it all so sensibly! Payson shuddered to think what it would bave been with a hysterical young woman on his hands. 'If that's the case, the proper thing for me to do is to make a tour of inspection. My objective point is a pile of driftwood, my intentions a fire, Miss Wilder." 'That's as It should be. We muat see to it we do the correct shipwrecked thing.' 'Yes, I should hate to feel afterward that we had missed anything.' His efforts were rewarded beyond his hopes. He returned with his arms laden with dried seaweed and driftwood. •Yon see, Miss Wilder, the advantage of having as your fellow comrade an experienced mariner. Tbe sea yields up Its treasures to tbe wise.' 'I don't wish to dampen your ardor,' returned the girl, demurely, 'but bave you such a thing as a match about you? Otherwise—'

That was an appalling contingency but some furious dives into Payson's vest pocket produced—three. 'And I usually am laden down with a bushel,' he groaned.

With good management, we'll make those three do tbe work of a bushel.' encouragingly responded the girl. Wrapping two of them for safe keeping in ber handkerchief, Violet faced about, spreading her akirts to protect it from the wind, and atruck tbe remaining match so close to the dry driftwood that at tbe first spark the little pile was in a blaze. •That waa beautifully done. Aa a shipwrecked mariner you're an enormona success, Miss Wilder.'

She laughed, seating herself close to the fire. 'I suppose yon know this fire is designed to attract tbe eye of onr discoverer,' continued Payson, pointing to tbe tbln wiap of amoke curling upward, which waa making Its way to heaven through an opening in tbe rocka just above them. 'Seeing that, they'll begin to suspect onr whereabouts. At present life baa but two doties—the feeding of this fire, and making thinga aa endura ble for you as you will let ma'

But, indeed, the girl's cheerfulness waa already robbing tbe situation of all Its objectionable features. Payson, very naturally, found the adventure full of a certain charm—aa well, Indeed, It might be. with so admirably pretty and brave a girl as bis companion. She met bia lively aallies more tban half way. She forestalled him In his attempts to take a humorous view of the affair. With sportive grace she nyly descanted upon tbe merits of cave scenery, the beauties of rocky elevatlou, and soliloquized upon tbe tact of what a really comfortable place witches most have. •Doesnt It seem to you it's getting very dark suddenly asked tbe girl. •Why. took! tbe stars an out.'

Payson took out hte watch. 'It's nearly nine, by Jove!' 'And—and they've never come for us. They've— OH, Mr. Payson,' cried the girl'starting wildly to hornet, with a ring of distress in bor voloa/doyousnppem- What if we should have to pass tbe night here?' ... ...

Payiwo mpd the girl's trsmWing boots* to calm ner. 'My dew Miss Wilder, there is no such possibil­

ity. Pray sit down, and let's be reasonsole. Our Mends, when we failed to appear, concluded we had turned back. They are expecting to meet us at the hotel. Failing to find us there, they'll then begin their their searoh. And that smoke,'pointing to tbe circling column, will sufficiently proclaim our dilemma. Before midnight you'll be sleeping quietly in your bed. But, in the mean time, it's getting colder. Here, you must wrap this about you,' proceeding to divest himself of his Knickerbocker jacket. •Mr. Payson, I'll do nothing of the kind. Do you take me for an inhuman?' •I take you to be what you are, a perfectly reasonable young woman. You're about to prove your reasonableness by doing as I say.' •I will never wear it,' insistently, with something of the defiant look he had seen on ber face the first day. 'But you will. And now, at once. I'm used to being obeyed.' He spoke in atone not to be made light of. She could see the determination flaming in his eye. •Oh, well, if it's as bad as that. If it's become a habit"—submitting gracefully then to his putting it about ber, with a touch of mock submission in ber voioe.

But she was not wholly iusensible to his thoughtful act of self denial. There was in it the element of the heroic, and when was a woman ever known to be coldly indifferent to the exhibition of man's heroism

And so the night vtore on. They talked and obatted, snd drew closer to the slowly dying fire and soon there was indeed every prospect of tbeir spending the night in their grewsome surroundings. When this fate stared them full in the face, Mias Wilder bore tbe unwelcome prospect with astonishing composure. She grew quite calm, and showed, to Payson's thought, a surprising pluck. She was tbe first to sbggest tbey should hsrbsr tbeir fuel resources, and herself extinguished the fire. Later, she submitted very acquiescingly to Payson's suggestion to rest her head on a little pillow be made for ber of tbe dried sea weed. After a little the soit and gentle breathing that oame from ber lins told bim that she stapt.

It seemed to the man who watched over her as if some invisible power guarded ber slumbers. As if Nature herbell lent a helping band, the god of tbe winds, or some Triton, maybap, had with his conch bade tbe waves be still. For the sea lay like a Bleeping lake at their feet, and some spirit of peace seemed to have entered into tbe air. Tbe night grew warmer, and tbe wind and the waves made but a solt lullaby of sound.

A few hotfrs later, when the dawn broke, it brought beauty and calm and cheer. All thehideousness of the night was gone. In Its place was the sparkle of bright waters and the golden shimmer of the breaking sunlight. With the first rays of that rosy light Miss Wilder stirred. What Payson dreaded was her first awakening, fearing she might feel some Budden alarm. But when she opened her eyes there was no terror in them only the besutiful bright light that comes to youth after tbe rest of a long sweet sleep. •Have I really been asleep And—oh, is it— Wby, it's morning!' turning a glowin face to daylight. 'You and Aurora must have some secret sign of communication,Miss Wilder. You make your debuts at tbe same moment. Are you rested? Do you feel better 'I never felt better. I'm beginning to believe I have missed my true sphere,' she gayly responded. 'I should have been borne gnome. Caves seem to be my natural element. But oughtn't we to light the fire?' •With your permission. You are keeper of the matches, you know.'

In another instant the fire was lighted and the amoke curling in great wreaths up through tbe opening. •How long do you suppose it will be before— Surely I hear voices. Look! Out there! Don't you see something cried Miss Wilder, in uncontrollable excitement, pointing to the mouth of tbe cave. The 'something' proved to be some men In a boat.

Tbeir rescuers bad come at last. A few moments later there were several heads peering down through the cleft in tbe rocks. And next along rope was lowered to them. •They're sending us a rope—but what for? You can't possibly be hauled up in that way. You'd be afraid. 'Oh, no, 1 shan't be a bit afraid,' cried the girl, to whom rescue in any shape meant a Heaven-sent deliverance.

There really seemed to be no other way, and it waa not many seconds before tbe girl was fairly seated, holding on bravely to long lopes, securely tied and girded in by extra ones. •I must tie you once more about the shoulders. And remember, Miss Wilder, don't look down. Keep your eyes fixed above you at the aky through the open ing,' waa bis parting injunction.

All went well till she bsd nearly reached tbe top, when, to protect bersel against tbe jagged cooks that projected from tbe sides of the clelt, the girl used her bands and feet, pushing herself swsy from tbem. One particularly vigorous push loosened one of tbe great heavy stones. It detached itself, and the next inatant was rattling down, with terrific velocity, through the great fissure.

Horror stricken, Violet looked «lown It was falling directly upon the spot where Payson was standing.

But Payson's thought, as he saw it coming, was aa swift as the rock itself. Before tbe stone had touched tbe place where he a toed he bad flung himself into tbe see. In a few seconds be bad scrambled back upon tbe rocks again, dripping, but safe. Upon tbe rope's being again lowered, he was soon standing once more upon terra flrma. His first inquiries of tbe men about bim—men he had never seen before, fishermen apparently—was for Miss Wilder. Tbey told bim that upon tbe stone's falling abe had fainted. She was still unoon scions when her uncle had carried ber off in tbe boat, but otherwise she was unharmed.

When Payson reached id* foboi at tbe hotel, two hours after, he found himself staggering about the room. His legs seemed to be parting company with bis body, and bis besd to belong to some one else. Fatigue, hunger, and excite ment bad worn him out. But a light repast and a long twelve hour sle were all tbe medicine be needed. He awoke to find he had never felt in a more robust or sound condition. He could bardly writ to fling on bis garments to learn bow bia companion bad fared.

As be passed down tbe stairway, from the manner in which tbe servant women and waiters eyed him he concluded that tbe story of their adventure bad already become public property. He was convinced of it when, stepping out upon tbe piszza ladies stopped in tbeir promenade and their gossip to slaw 1Mm out of countenance. He knew then he was a doomed man* Tbe thing had started into ita nine days' wonder of IJfo. For himself he cared little the battte of the tongues might wage. Bat bedi{Ooniimed Third Pan*.}

A E it 's Escape.

OFFICE OF THB "INDUSTRIAL ERA." ALBIA, IOWA, MAT 26,1SSQ. To WHOM rr MAY CONCERN I take pleasure in making the following statement: I have been afllicted with a disease o* the kidneys for the past two years and have tried numerous remedies with only partial and temporary relief: Warner's Safe Kidney and Liver Cure was recommeded to me and after taking it the pain and distress left, me and I am to-day feeling strong and well. I am perfectly satisfied that Warner's Safe Remedies are the medicines needed and can cheerfully commend tbem to others. G. W. STAMM.

I hereby certify that I have been a practicing Physician for twenty-seven years and for many chronic canes in my

S[idney

ractice do recommend Warner'a Safe and Liver Cure. It was upon my advice that G. W. Stamm, the editor* obtained this valuable remedy.

A. A. RAMSAY M. D.

Warm Wcathor and Its EtTrcl*. Many people, especially ladies, complain at this season ot the year of a general weakness or debility. The use ot eSpeer'S Port Orape Win•» prevents this. The wine Is said to have a most wonderful effect In giving strength, vigor and tone to thq whole system. It Is extensively used by ladies nnrslng, or about to nurse infants. This wine Is not a manufactured articleno liquor Is added to It. It Is no patent medicine or cordial humbug, but is snperloV wine of the Oporto grape. 11 is a pure, old, unadulterated wine, nothing more or less.' Mr. Speer has been supplying hospitals with his wine for many years past, it is said to be unsurpassed for summer complaints, and for weakly persous. The price is low for so excellent a wine, and no tamlly need be without It, J.J. llanr has* it fer sale.

A Bad Cold or Distressing CongL Dry, parched, sore throat, pneumonla, bronchial and asthmatic attacks, weakened and debilitated state of the system, all these daugtrous -symptoms aro cured by "Dr. 8wayne"sCompound Syrup of Wild Cherry. The tlrstdose gives relief, and the worst cough and sore lunt to its healing properties. An occasional dose of8wayne% rills should be taken to keep the bowels free. They are excellent for torpid liver and bilious complaints. A Frankiort, Ky., physician writes:

Some months ago daughterof nne of om

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consumptive. She was very much reduced in flesh, terrible cough, her life gradually wasting away. I recommended hei to use Dr, Swaynes compound My rap ol Wild Cherry, which she did. In a shor' time she was free from all cough and othe symptoms, and is now rosy and healthy Price 25 cents aud fl per bottlo, orflboU ttesf6. The large site is the most economical. Sold bv all prominent druggists. By Buntin A Armstrong, Terre Haute.

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Directly around each bronchial tubr where it enters the luugs, are abo.it aOjOj. minute air cells—In the entire lungs ««,- uOf.Ol'O. A slight cold producing bronchial inflamnation, a gathering of pnlegm and a slight difficulty In breathing, quickly In volves the 20,000 air cells, and finally, if no remedied, the whole 600,000,000 become clogged with pus, which must be healed, o. life will soon terminate. The world's grea lung remedy, DR. KISO'S NKW DISCOVER? for consumption, readily heals ami perma nently cures the very worst cage of lun diseases, coughs, colds, tickling In th throat, asthma, hoarseness, ami dtfncnlt. of breathing, in tne shortest time possible Trial bottles ten cents. or sale byUulic' & Berry, Terre" Haute, Iud.

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Bucklen's Arni«-* (Salve. The BEST SALVE in the world for Cute. Bruises. Sores, Ulcers. Salt Rheum, Kev^ Sores,'letter, Chapped Hands, Chilblains Corns, and all kinds of Skin KruptloAs, This salve Is guaranteed to give perfect KM* isfaotlonln every c«e or money refunded. Price25 cents per Box. Forsale by Utillck it Berry,Terre Haute.

BROWN'S

EXPECTORANT

The old reliablo remedy for all Throat an« Lnng Diseases, is a scientific preparation compounded from the formuIn, of one the most successful practitioners iu tbe Western country. It has »tood the test tothe last twenty yearn and will effect a cur after all other cough remedies have failec

READ THE.FOLLOWING, HAI,Ii OF RKPRKHENTATIY*», InniAKAPOLis, Ind., Feb. 15,1871.) DR. J. H. BROWH—We have n«d yor

coughs, colas* noaneneaa, aau cuwriui recommend it to all who may be trouble, with Throat and Lung affections.

Wx MACK,Speaker House of Rep. ZBKOK, Rep Harrison county.., S CAUTHOBW, Kep Knox county.

MONTGOMERY, Rep Johnson county. TARLTOK, Rep Johnson and Morgai counties. Fsoaaxa* Doerkeeper House of Rep. N WARRUM, Rep Hancock county. (!HP AHBorr.Kep Bartholomew count E CALKIus, Rep Fulton county. wo W COPWBR, Rep Montgomery count W O NEW, Rep Putnam county.

IT ACTS LIKE MAGIC. OFFICE J. M. AWO I. R. R. Co., JEFFERSONVILLE, Ind., April 6,1871• DR. J. H. BROWX—Having suffered wis a severe cough for some time past, I was li dnced to try ono bottle of your "Brow» Expectorant." I unhesitatingly say found It pleasant to the taste, and to like magic. A few doses done the work the cough,and I am well. 1)II,I,AKD RICKXTT»,

President J. M. and 1. B.

READ WHAT GEN. KIMBALL HAY iKniAKAFOLtK, Ind., Dec. 20, IBtst. DR. J. H. Baowsr—After having used Y» "Expectorant Syrup" long enough to tnr and appreciate It* good qualities, I cheerfully bear testimony to its unlf£ sneeess la coring the most obstinate rof coughs, colds, etc. I have frequent), ministered the''Expectorant" to my ch dren, and always found It the verv best well as the most pleasant remedy or its KJ

HATHAH KTMBALL, Treasurer otHtaU WHAT ACASE OF CONSUMPTION SA David A. 8ands,of Darlington, MonUco ery county, says:'"Myh« been affli ed with consumption for a nnmber of ye. and during that time has tried most all tbe medicines recommended tor that ease without affording any relief. I induced by the recommendations of

fil Hgv VUSV IUJ W*»w WV am confident it will entirely health by its continued nse.'r W

IT CURBS BRONCHITIS. JJEDIWBOROH, Ind., Attgnst2*,l This is to certify that I have wed Brow. Expectorant in my family since its flwt traduction, it has never failed to give tire satisfaction. My wife is suojeet bronchitis, and I fave found no reme equal to "Brown's Expectorant." I reco mend Has a safe and reliable remedy-

J. T. B»*J*TO*, M.

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