Ypsilanti sentinel. [volume] (Ypsilanti, Washtenaw Co., Mich.) 1843-1900, 1848-02-16

ing timbers. The vessel had been driven upon
a large rock, and was parting in the middle, the
stern being highest out of the water. Word
was given for all to seek that part of ship, as
the only hope of safety: but before this object
could be accomplished, many poor creatures
persisted, from missing their way in the dark
ness, or from that sudden insanity which dan
ger often engenders. But Mary Conway, with
matchless GOODNESS and courage, conducted her
parents and nephew, bewildered age and terri
fed childhood, safely up to the crowded stern,
and saw them, one by one let down by ropes to
the rock beneath. Morning was just brea king
as she herself descended, and she lifted her blue
eyes to heaven, with an involuntary ejaculation
of thankfuiness. Alas! she had seen but the
beginning of sorrow. 1t was intensely cold,and
she found her feeble parents shivering and trem-
bling in their thin garments. Morning advan-
ced, but the weather grew no milder, and the
sea-winds yet blew bitter chill. 81 am dying
with cold" said the poor old father, as he SAT,
shrinking and bending under the keen gusts,hi
long white locks saturated with spray. Mary
turned suddenly toward the rocking ship.
"Where are you goingr' said the mother
family.
"Back, to get SOM covering for father and
you.''
"Young woman said a seaman standing by,
s'it may be death to do that-the ship may par
any minute"
But she gave no heed to remonstrance though
they came fast and clamorous; she seized or
the rope, which still hung from the ship, and by
a superhuman effort, climbed to the deck ant
went forward to the Storage. In a few mo-
ments she re-appeared, threw over on to the
rock a bundle of clothing, and again slid swiftly
down the rope. She had brought her father
cloak from the berth were he had left it, and q
blanket, which she wrapped around her mother
saying:-
"You see | have come safely back, for Coz
was with me, mother DEAR"
Before a half hour had passed, a loud crasl
was heard, and a mountain wave swept ava,
tuc "hoiCo part U Tic VESSEL.
As the day wore on, and the fog lifted, tn,
ship-wrecked beheld despairingly the hopeless
ness of their situation. They were cast upol
a perfectly barren rock, separated from the Ian
by many rods of foaming surf, in which no boa
could live an instant: at sea, no sail was il
sight, and on the shore no signs of human life
They were on the coast of Newfoundland.
But the mother and daughter were absorbe
in a fearful a~ffliction which was coming fas
upon them.
On that desolate spot, the husband and fathe
was dying. He babe them good-by, with
failing voice-he gazed on them with the thrill
ing tenderness of the last, last look-the breat
ceased on his llps-his white face grew rigid
and his spirit dwelt where "there is no sea,
nor hunger, nor cold, nor death.
When the first wild burst of grief was o'er
Mary left the ~lifeless form with her mother, an
searched around until she found a wide fssur
in the rock, somewhat sheltered by an ovel
hanging ledge. She than gently took the bod
from her mothers convulsive embraces, an
with the assistance of a kind sailor, bore it an
laid it there. She kissed once again her father
lips, chilled more with the tempest than the r.
cent touch of death; smoothed the thin hair vi
, on his brow, and wrapping his cloak more clos
ly around him, turned and left him forever
She herself was trembling with cold, but 81
thought not once of lobbing her poor dead fail
err of his winding sheet.
:. Rest thou, old saint, with thy cross upon tt
breast! Though thou Hest not deep in the de;
d bosom of thy native lane, but where pillows da:
around land the wet sands drift over thee-tho'e
thy loved ones may not come to weep above the
though no living thing be near thee but the wi
s%ea-bird, dripping her white wing in the surf
o Gods angel has marked the spot, and WHIT
earth's graves are opening, and the sea Civ,
up its dead, thou shalt arise from thy cold, hal
couch, on the wave-lashed rock.
d Soon after Mary returned to her mother,
e shout from their companions told them that Il
n despaired of help was at hand. On looking
the shore, she beheld four or five men, pointir
r three huge Newfoundland dogs to the rock.
As soon as the noble creatures caught sight
the sufferers, they sprang early into the surf.
v How sturdily they breasted the waves--ho
n gloriously they leaped toward to the rescue!
One after another, the shipwreck were LASH
e to these gallant deliverers and carriee safely
e the shore. To the kind inquiries of an az,
sailor, who, at each return of the noble dogs,h
n said, "Now, daughter" Mary simply answe
e "Not yet" and remained holding on her lap Il
e almost inanimate form of her mother. AT leng
d the mother seemed to rouse herself,and openir
r her faded blue eyes, those eyes into which Ma
d had SO often looked for hope and encourageme
she said: l will Mry, darlington my child