Daily evening star. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1852-1854, 1853-05-14

daughter in his arms, he staggered with her
in the direction of the zig-zag path; but it
was o spring tide, and the .dashing waves
were hurrying forward so rapidly that he
could not have reached it in time to save
himself, even had he been alone. He might
perhaps, had he been unencumbered, have
made a desperate effort to climb up the
high, frowning cliffs; but with Ellen this
was out of the question. All he could do
was to drag her upon rock, and wait there
in the forlorn hope that ere the tide reached
them, some one might descry them from
above the heights-a road, however, which
was little frequented.
A bitterness greater than that of death
now took possession of the soul of Mr..
Moore. The raging waves, the insurmount-
able cliff-his daughter, his adored Ellen,
so soon to belying beneath those bright, pit
Hess waters Then came almost madden
ing on his memory the speech he had made
to Robert Selby: /" Rather would see her
beneath the waves of the sea, than the wife
of Mr. Selbys son! % This, then, was retri-
button SO, in that awful moment, it ap-
peared to the wretched man. A whole ex-
istence of agony seemed to be compressed in
these few moments all things appeared to
him in a new light-his conduct, his motives
it was terrible to see what they had really
been, now that it was too late!
Lost III ~, Ill
low roar of the sea, he fancied he heard the
shriller sound of human voice. He called
loudly with the energy of despair Yes,
there were certainly figures on the top of
the cliff; then they seemed to disappear
His bewildered brain must have been play
ing him some trick. His heart sickened
with despair. But no, one figure only had
disappeared; and the other-yes the other
was now actually descending the rock with
the skill Of an experienced cragsman. In a
few minutes Mr.. Moore stood face to face
with his mortal enemy; but he forgot it
now. ''Saye Ellen !" he cried.
"My servant has gone to the village for
ropes and ladders, and other assistance: he
will be back Immediately. You are saved !''
And now they were all at Sea-view House.
Ellen was lying on a sofa, half insensible
her father and the doctor were bending
over her; Mr.. Selby and I stood watching
at the foot of the couch.
''Only temporary attack" said the doc
tor, occasioned by q great debility and
mental distress-no disease
Her father lifted his eyes in heartfelt
gratitude; as they fell they met those of
MIR. Selby. "You have saved her life,'
cried Mr.. Moore, ''and mine. You have
returned good for evil. Can you forgive all
the unchristian bitterness of nv heart
against you!"
''Let us forgive our sins against each
other" answered Mr.. Selby "Next to ours
against God, our greatest sin has been
against hsr'-and the enemies clasped
hands.
At this moment Ellen looked towards |
them; an unspeakable smile lighted up her
sweet, pale face.
1t is glorious August morning-the sun
Is shining In cloudless sky; the sea is
sparkling like sapphire strewed with da-
monds; the bells of Westerwick church are
ringing merry peal all the village are at
church, for there is wedding to-day at
"esterwick. l play the organ, for Ellen
more is differently engaged. She is the
bride, and Robert Selby the bridegroom.
We have good music in the church now, and
the most perfect harmony in WestwerWick.
"Who would have thought" said the
clergyman's sister, as we gossipped that
night over our tea, "that all this 10y would
have come of our new organ"
PENALTIEs.-A bill was reported in the
Massachusetts Senate yesterday prohibit
Ing passenger trains from passing draw
bridges at greater speed than six miles
an hour. The trains are to stop one to two
hundred feet from the draw, under penalty,