The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1848-09-30


an outburst OF anger at Lions audacity.
"Good gracious!' she exclaimed, "if
| that horrid creature should be mad he'll
have killed my child! And how dirty
he is too! Look at your pelisse, Ade-
line; see what a state It is in! How
dare you play with that dirty animal?"
This transition from hydrophobia to
a coled dress was TO much for Lions
master, and he burst into a loud laugh.
"Iwish, sir,p said the lady swapping
ly ~that you would call away that mas.
| ty dog, instead ofselting him on to an
noy ybody who is not accustomed
to have such dirty animals about them"
The gentleman said nothing but bow
ed and walked forward; and | soon af-
ter saw him enjoying a cigar, while Ii
on played the agreeable in his own
rough fashion TO people who knew how
10 read the expression ofhis honest and
intelligent ply siognomy. a b.e
Little Adeline, deprived Dfher attrac-
ton which had fixed her attention to
the inside of the boat, began 20 see a.
musemen,i in watching the foaming wa
ter as it rushed from the paddle wheels,
and danced in long lines behind them.
She knelt on shawl which afellow pas
senger had kindly lent as cushion for
her little knees, and leaned quietly over
the side watching the roaring water;
so her mother was for time relieved
from the thousand mosquito-winged
vexations which had hitherto beset her.
We were within few miles OF Ora.
vesend. The tide was just at the full,
and the broad expanse Of the rlveralay
around in all its majesty; and to those
who have never beheld the Hudson or
the Mississippi, old father Thames Is
majestic; aye, and if we place in the
balance the historical, ,poilical,an COM
merciaI Importance Of the tfansac.
tons OF which his broad breast is the
highway, our slime honored" river will
4 not lose in dignity even when compar-
ed with those giant. floods OF the west.
, Such thoughts as these, however, did
not trouble Adeline's pretty little head.
which began, | could see. to grow giddy
with the continual whirl beneath her,
! A large sea-weed that was dashing from
the paddle-wheeI caught her attention.
1t sank, then rose, turned round in a
short eddy, and then darted out in the
long wave that was left behind the
steamer. She leaned forward to watch
its progress: farther, farther still her
little neck was stretched; she lost her
balance, and toppled over into the roar
ling food. In a moment all was con.
fusion on board. Men were shouting
for ropes and boats Ito stop the steam
| er; cries of a ''child overboadm "who
can swim?" and thousand other cries
and questionings: but above all were
heard the poor mothers heart.rendings,
too painfully in earnest now; and she
alone, in the fond instructive devotion
of maternal love, that even could she
reach her child she could only sink with
her, endeavored TO leap into the water
to save her.
4 Suddenly Lion, followed closely by
his master, came tearing along the deck,
knocking the people to the right and to
the left like nine-pins. They sprang
into the boat that hung at the stern,
every body giving way before the de-
termined energy of both man and dog.
Lion looked anxiously in his masters
face, and uttered short low bark.
| "Wait," said the latter in reply;
"where was she last seen?"
"There, sir" replied sailor, prompt
Ily; "there, beside that piece Of plank!'
| SHOW often has she risen?"
/ "Twice." W Il B.it..
| The gentleman drew a long breath,
and said to his dog in low tone, 'look
out.'Aia iei4lia8 eslaI 1sl JHgaI.e
i And Lion did look out, with wild
flashing eyes, and limbs that trembled
with anxiety. What moment tina!
was! Every one else was passive;
levery other attempt was laid aside, and
all stood in mute expectation; those
near enough, watching the third rising
Of the poor child, and those who could
not see water keeping their eyes fixed
Upon Lion. In notherlnstan!a a cry was
raised, as a.golden treasured head was
seen to emerge from ltheiwater. The
dog had seen her first though, and ere
the warning cry had reached his ears
The had dashed from the boat with won
i 1derful rapidity, and was swimming to-
i wards the little sufferer as though he
| knew that life and death depended on
| his efforts. ,saeihui
II His master marked his progress anx
i iously. His face was pale as death, anc
liz was only by rigidly COMPRISING