New Orleans daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1851-1866, 1853-03-18

again the gay flowers blossomed bright in Ell
lens parterres; but the sweet girl herself
dropped like aIhower cut off in its bloom from the
sunshine and the dew. Often | noticed her
fathers eye turned anxiously upon her. He, too
looked i'll. 1t was evident that some care preyed
upon his spirits. / now determined to speak to
him myself upon the cause Of Ellen's unhappi-
ness. Accordingly, chose an opportunity Que
morning, whor the latter had left us together
al ae Mr.. Moore listened to me in excessive
agitation, but without anger. When had fin
ished he hid his face in his hands and groaned.
at can not be-" he said; &c it can not be.
Now, al least, it is impossible thought it was
only grlsh fancy-and so it is, / trust.
will take her away. She shall go to Italy-she
used to wish to go there Change Of scene will
soon make her forget. Miss Madeline, tell you
it is impossible
was on the point of answering, when l was
prevented by the return Of Ellen, equipped in
her walking dress She and her father accom-
panied me to the gate on my way home; they
said they were going to walk on the sands.
GO Have you time before tide comes up?' in
quired
"oh, yes-plenty; it will not be high water
for an hour or two.'
did not accompany the Moores on their walk !;
but as l have often heard the particulars of it
related, l know what passed almost as well as
if had been present. After having descended
the rocks by the zigzag path, they had walked
some distance very slowly along the beach, when
Ellen was seized with sudden faintness. For
some time her father watched anxiously over
her, hoping it might go off but instead of doing
so, it seemed to increase Nearly an hour she
remained in this state, her father not daring to
leave her to seek assistance. 1t was while still
bending over the dropping girl, he suddenly felt
his feet wet, and, turning hastily around, he
found he was standing in pool newly formed
by the advancing wave of the flowing tide. The
full horror Of his situation now broke upon him.
Claspibg his half-dead daughter in his arms, he
staggered with her in the direction Of the zig
gag path; but it was spring tide, and the
dashing waves were hurrying forward so rapid
ly that he could not have reached it in time to
save himself, even had he been alone He might,
perhaps, have made, had he been unencnmber-
ed q 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 a 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.
bitterness greater than that of death now
took possession OF the soul Of Mr. Moore. The
raging waves, the insurmountable chf-his
daughter, his adored Ellen, so soon to be lying
cold beneath those bright, pitiless waters Then
came almost maddening 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. Selby's SON. This, then,
was retribution SO, in that awful moment, it
appeared to the wretched man. A whole exist
| ence 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 ter
| rible to see what they had really been, now that
l it was too late!
/ 1out hove %l.o,.4 ~. IL L.
roar of the sea, he fancied he heard the shrller
| sound of a human voice He called loudly with
| the energy of despair, Yes, there were certainly
l figures on the top Of the cliff; then they seemed
| to disappear His bewildered brain must have
| been playing him some trick. His heart sick.
ened 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 few minutes
Mr.. Moore stood face to face with his mortal
enemy but he forgot it now. "Save Ellen p
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; hel
father and the doctor we're bending over her
Mr.. Selby and stood watching at the foot o.
| the couch.
/ "Only a temporary attack" said the doctor
'' occasioned by great debility and mental dis
FRESNO disease"
Her father lifted his eyes in heartfelt graft
tude; as they fell they met those of Mr. Selby
"You have saved her life,'' cried Mr.. Moore
Sc and mine. You have returned good for evil
Can you forgive all the unchristian bitterness
Of my heart against you:'
''Let us forgive our sins against each other
answered Mr.. Selby. "Next to our sin against
God, our greatest sin has been against hcy'-
and the enemies clasped hands.
AT this moment Ellen looked towards them
an unspeakablc smile lighted up her sweet, pale
face.
1t is a glorious August morning-the sun il
shining in a cloudless sky; the sea is sparkling
like sapphire strewed with diamonds; the bell
of Westerwick church are ringing a merry peal
all the village are at church, for there is wed
ding to-day at Westerwck. play the organ
for Ellen Moore is differently engaged. She il
the bride, and Robert Selby the bridegroom
We have good music in the church now, and the
most perfect harmony in Westerwick.
"Who would have thought said the clergy
mans sister, as We gossipped that night over oui
tea, g that all this joy would have come out o.
our new organ"