Boon's Lick times. [volume] (Fayette, Mo.) 1840-1848, 1843-07-01
Vol. a..
his companions, by a sudden and awful pre-
sence Of his Makeri

! MS companions, ny Suuuen ana awful pre-
sence OF his Maker!
In another instant the deserted woman
felt strange sound beneath her feet. The
boat was grating on the sand. Another
bound before the wave and it was fast. She
sounded the water with her arm, and to her
inexpressible Joy, found solid earth. In an
instant she stepped from the shallop, caught
her infants in her arms, aimed for the beach,
which seemed at a little distance. The wa
ter deepened--to her wast--to her throat
she staggered---and the sitting "bubble
cry" of her children nerved her with new
strength. An almost superhuman spring,
and she was safe again; and anon she re-
coiled, as the earth seemed TO sink under
her feet, and another footstep would have
plunged her into an abyss, in the very sight
Of safety. The agony Of fear-the strength
OF despair--the lightning Of hope--each
seized her by turns, till at length, in a deli
rum of JOY she left the sea behind her, ha-
wing escaped its last engulphng wave; and
falling on her face in the damp sand, she
poured out her soul in gratitude to the God
who had delivered her and her little ones.
She rose, shuddering with cold, now that
the struggle was over. Her children quiv.
ering with terror, and sobbing with discom-
fort, chung 10 her knees. The wind, as if
heaven had held it back until it her escape,
increased in fury. Rain fell IN torrents,
and the waves drowned the shore far above
the point at which she had first felt safety.
Her eye wandered in vain for help; the
cold sky, the lashing wave, the bleak rock,
the barren sand, Knocked the hope Of the
mother for comfort or safety. A reaction
had taken p!ace--her heart was sinking
within her.
A voice! again and nearer! A man upon
the rocks earnestly reckoning, as if some
new and imminent danger beset the fugi.
tives from death. She saw no more but
sank insensible upon the sand; and her chill
dren raised a piercing wall beside her. Tn.
erring instinct! They did not shrek thus
when she sank down to prayer.
Another moment, and the man who was
shouting the warning is beside the ship.
wrecked mother. His hardy wife attends
him. She had caught the children each by
d shoulder, with more strength than gen.
likeness, though with gentle purpose, and is
scrambiing up the rocks. He bears the
still insensible form Of the mother, and as
he ascends his hat has fallen behind him
and is dancing in an eddy Of water over
the very spot from which an instant before
he had caught his unconscious burthen
The tide now at the food has swept like
an avalanche over the nook among the
rocks, and the fragments of the deserted
boat are fretting among the craggy points
Of that inhosptable shore.
In the cabin OF the fisherman, the mother
is soon restored TO life. Her first thought
is for her children, whom she embraces in a
passion of Joy. She unclasps rich neck
lace from the bosom Of her little daughter
"Take this gage of my gratitude" she ex,
claims, "accept it as an earnest, you to
whom owe the lite OF my children"
The Fisherman shook his head, 81 could
not make use of such riches," said he,
The products of my labors suffice me. To
you this gold and these jewels will be much
more useful than to me. Retain Them
The mother took the hand OF her obser,
f yer. Young and beautiful even in the hum
Bile vestments, which the fishers wife had
substituted for her rich but drabbled clo
thing her air was full of majesty. "Thank
you," she cried, "thank you! You are
right. The service you have rendered can.
not be paid with gold, and God, trust, will
) pu, it in my power to testify my gratitude
in manner worthy Of you"
"Your safety will be our recompense
and we desire no other," said the fisherman
and the honest face of his wife, lighted
with placid Joy, bore testimony that she
joined in the sentiment.
"Tell me, my friend,' the lady asked, ar
ter pause--"on what coas, has this mis-
fortune thrown us!'
son that Of Denmark"
The mother wrung her hands in despair
E "Denmark," she cried, "then are my chill
dren still lost, though they have survived
the perils Of the ocean"'
"While Finn and his wife live," said tn,
fisher, IN an effort to console their unfortu
nate guest, "you have nothing to fear mad
0 ame, for yourself or for your children
e "But you know not, my friends, that
: price is on my head and on those Of my
s children. We were flying from the soil o
g Denmark when the storm forced us bacl
e upon it. am
: "Keep our secret; do not tell it to me! !
J, cried the fisherman abruptly, checking tn
IL, revelation she was about 10 make. ga
e that have need to know is that you cam
s here IN distress, and that you are in wors
a distress while you remain. The storm wi
t soon abate; the coast of the Low Cour
tries is not far distant; tomorrow, perhap
Re this very evening, ] will conduct you iror
:, the kingdom to place where the Persecr
" ton of your enemies, whoever they are
l. shall not reach you. Snatch some repos'
D meanwhile, and confde IN my hospitality.
o The good but humble couple, fastened t