The daily union. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1845-1857, 1851-08-31
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ffrom Hon Mrs Noron's novel OF OF Duneath y
CHAPTER xxx.


From Hon. Nooa's OF OF Duneath.nl
CHATTER xxx.
They would soon be home Eleanors courage rose
and with her courage wish TO demonstrate wh Sir Ste
phen on his keeping two such young children out I'LL
such late undue hour y was perverse aer all lhs
phane was so delicate She feit wish TO give holder
and more repoachu greeting than she had yet ventnred
upon with her husband lie ought TO be more consider
ate Then che fell into tram OF reflection on The use
Iessness of reproaches-on the habit common In me
world OF making that subject OF battle and protest WIN
familiar eonnexion which would pass on win Poite
apology in a'slIanger How often the mere FOOLISH TACT
OF being kept waiting, or some equally trivial offence,
leads from word TO another, Till bitter and angry
dispute is the result when the two sentences 81 fear
am late" and - Do not think OF IT, beg" would De
probably all that would have passed. The parties had
not been familiar enough 10 quarrel. Why should we be
tuder TO friends and relations than 10 persons nder
ent to us!
Eleanor resolved, wisely enough, to avoid such alter
cation Representing Sir Stephen would not bring back
the sunshine Of lost day. lift the dew of the hill and the
darkness Oft the lake undo the mischief Of fatigue and
cold if mischief were already done They would proba-
bly, in chilled and tired and she would them
put to bed and delay till the next expedition any obser
walton on this past imprudence. She would not be pee
wish irritable because she had been anxious there
could be love between her and her husband, let there
at least be peace.
II was we'll that she thought So II was well that she
schooled her heart be at peace with her husband for
this was no time for bitterness With solemn stroke
she she would have been al strife with him Already. with
hurried trembling tread, the feet OF the messenger of
evil dngs passed swiftly over the dark heather that lay
beyond the house.
Sit Vel little longer, poor mother and wait in meek
expectation 10 lift the hats from those shining curly
heads, and those rosy lips qnaf from the little silver
cups; yet little longer wait and hope!
The message sent to alay Eeanors anxiety by Donald
Macpherson was compound OF fact and fiction The
farmer heard with dsmay OF the appearance OF Sir
Stephen and his and had he despatched
the messenger than he hastily mounted his horse and
rode the farm where he had sent the car that
10 take them home
"Arche," said the old man as he dsmounted " whars
Sir Stephen"
syne" -
Guide save and hae twa bonny LADS what ill become
to themi"
Hoot, mon. therell be no harm come to them. The
CART in and they walkit doom and Just TUX boat
the auld boat house to the loch The keepers
here with Master Cephane's pony, for Sir Stephen sent
him back TO abide here. for maybe Mr. Pearson ud be
Mon, mon" said the old farmer dolefuy, there's
lad just been DER the hill frae Glencack, that cam
wad tax four hour the half OF to tax them hame BY
the loch o. mon Lord send they're a. safe J"
And the pious old Highlander lifted his bonnet from
his gray hair. and looked remblingly to Heaven.
To saddle Cephane's pony was the work OF few mo-
ments and the two farmers rode together down to the
lake side. There was no one IN the boat-house. The
old boatman had gone with Sir Stephen and the two boys
But they stood iresoute not knowing where 10 turn,
no creature within sight no human habtalon within two
miles, they spied rise OF the bill woman franticay
gestculating them They rode up to her. it was the
boatman's wife. The poor old creature chung shvering
and shrekng to the name OF Macphersons rough Shet
land.
gaed doom - said she.
1t with difficulty they could get any connected &C
count from herr but appeared that the boat had been
long unused lying in the sun that the boatman wanted
fill ii TO try before they set SAIL but that Sir Stephen
inpatient and said the boat was well enough; tina,
they all got in and rather than half
txUa varya al
that not fairly with them; and then-the boat dsap-
peared
ready worried by the difficulty with Cephane and his
pony and angry with his sister for quitting the party,
spoke with savage impotence to the old boatman, and
assisted himself in showing of the boat and putting up the
tiny sail AT first they did well enough then the boat
Jagged and uneasy through the wafer; then it be.
evident that she leaked considerably; plank must
have started.
Sir Stephen put his hand under rotten board in the
flooring, and tore up the planks under his feet
bail il out; bail GU, the walerr' shouted he;
crevce The light wind played mockingy round them !;
the sunset lay rosy and still on land and water the long,
sweet wooded shore stretched far away, edged with a
golden CLEAN and fringe Of shadows
| Oh, God were they to die SOL
The old boatman's teeth chartered with fear. Sir Ste
phen hastily undessed He measured the bright sheet OF
alter with his eye Ii not impossible 10 swim TO
land II could not be more than a mile and a half He
had swan than that distance for bet. and he was
TO swim now for his life His life ay and his chdrens
lives No, not his children-a child He felt could be
bu, one: il was chance with that one. The cling
ing weight OF child Of six years old TO man swimming
Is heavy odds.
Oh terrible moment! Oh hour OF strange and nsup-
portable horror And the water sucking the boat down.
and no time deliberaeno time for anything but quick
instinct II all passed through his mind in less time than
takes 10 read he of his clothes, and the heavy
boat. waterlogged rocked under him. His eyes looked
wildly Cepbane with pitywIth horror The pale lit
tie face marble white. A soft, strange, appealing
smile over it.
Never mind me, papa. Save Freddy the boaiman
will take me"
''Oh Clephane Oh, my boy Oh God, your mother p
But wild scream from Frederick caused the father TO
turn His lovely favorte had just comprehended in the
gush Of that filled the boat the full extent of bis
danger. He sprang toward his father. There
time to undo the fasenngs OF his cress: his head
bare Sir Stephen pulled of his shoes, and Swung him
on bis naked back
"Put your arms round my neck, Fred; don't be
frightened don't let 60"
They in the water.
As the boat sank, Sir Stephen heard the voice Of Gle
TO hear another bitter scream, such Frederick had
given a minute before He heard no scream but he
heard the voice OF the child in loud plantive tone it
said,
"Our Father which art in Heaven"
He its face for moment, not looking for help
looking upward he lis hand trying 10 grasp
thing some rope portion OF the sail, something al
tached to the boat He the old boatman, a. in
dream, take The boy in his arms he nothing
he striking out for his life and Frederick's life
Give him strength, oh God He strong, 40 proud
Of his strength Will il enable him 10 reach the
shorei
Loosen your clutch. DEAR frightened childish arms,
closed 40 tight round your fathers throat. while be
pants for breath Do be terrified do not shrek in
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