Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1859-04-02

couple of hours, aud longer might | have
dreamed, but for tired Gshhawk who chose
to make my head his resting place, and who
walked and started me to my feet.
Where is Tim Titus 2 | muttcrcd to
myself, as strained my eyes over the now
darkcncd water, But none was near me
to answer that Interesting question, and
nothin,- was to be seen of either Tim or his
boat. lie should have been here long ere
this thought |, 'and he promised faithful
ly not to stay long-could he have forgot
ten, or has he paid too much devotion to
the Jug"
Il began to feel uneasy, for the tide
was rising fast, and soon would cover the
top of the rock, and hgh-watcr mark was
at least Il foot above my head, buttoncd
up my cont, for either the coming GOODNESS
OF the evening, or else my growing apprc-
hcnsions, had set me trembling and chat
tcrlng most painfully, ! braced my nerves
and set my teeth, and tried to hum "Bc-
gone dull care" keeping time with my
fists upon my thighs. But what music. .
what melancholy mcrrimemt started
and shuddcrcd at the ducful sound of NV
own voice. | am not naturally a coward :;
but should like to know the man who
would not in such situation, be alarmed.
, 1t is a cruel death to die to be merely drown
ed, and to 30 through the ordinary com
non-pIace of suftocation but to see your
death gradually rising to your eyes, to feel
the water rising, inch by'inch, upon YOUR
shivcring sides, and to anticipate the Ger
tainly coming, choking struggle for your
last breath, when, with the gurgling sound
of an ovcnowing brook taking new di-
rcction, the cold brine pours into mouth,
ears, and noStrllS, uSurping the scat and
avenues of health and life, and, with grad
ual flow, sitting -smothcring-su suffucating
it were better to die thousand common
deaths.
"This is one of the instances in which
1t must be admitted, salt water is not a
pleasant subject of contemplation. How
ever, the rock was not yet covered, and
hope blessed hope, stuck faithfully by me-
To bcguile, it possible, the weary time [
put out bait, and threw it out for fish
! | was sooaer successful than could have
wished to be, for hardly had my line struck
the water, before the hook was swallowed,
and my rod was bent with the dc;d hard
pull of a twelve foot shark | let him run
about fifty yards, and then reclcd up. He
! appeared not ut all alarmed, and | could
scarcely feel him bear upon my fine hair
linc. He followed the pull gently and un-
resisting, came up to the rock, laid his nose
upon it's side, and looked up into my face,
not as if utterly unconccrncd, but with a
sort of quizzical Importance, as thou, Ii he
perfectly understood the precarious nature
OF my situation. The conduct of my cap
tive renewed and increased my alarm. And
well it might; for the tide was now run
ming ovcra corner of the rock behind me,
and small stream rushed through cleft,
or assure, by my sidesand formed puddle
at my We feet Ibroke my hook out of
the monsters mouth, and leaned upon nv
rod for support. 49,
"'Whcrc is Tim Titus ?"-I cried aloud
Curse ON the drunken vagabond Will
! he never Gomez
"My CALCULATIONS did no good. No
Timothy appearcd. Itbecamc evident that
must prepare for drowning, or for action.
| The reef was completely covered, and the
water was above the socs OF my feet. |
was not much of a swimmer, and as to ever
reaching the island, could not even hope
for that However, there was no alterna-
tive, and L tried to encourage myself, bv
rejecting that necessity was the mother of
invention, and that desperation will some
times insure success. Besides, too, / con
Sidcrcd aud took comfort from the thought
that could wait for Tim, so long as had
a foothold, and then commit myself to the
upccrtlin strength of my arms and LEGS for
salvation. So | turned my bait box up
side down, and mounting upon that, en-
dcavorcd to comfort my spirits, and to be
courageous but submissive to my fate. ]
thought of death, and what it might bring
with It, and | tried to repent of the multi
[ piled iniquities of my almost wasted life !;
but! found that that was nc place fer p
sinner to settle his accounts. Wretchcd
soul pray ! could not.
/" The water had not got above. INV an.
klo', when, to my inexprossiblc low. [ saw
s.'oop bending down towards me, with the
evident Intention of picking me- up No
man can imagine what were the sensations
Eof gratitude which filed my bosonr.at that
| moment.
When she got within hundred Yards
OF the reef, sung out to the man at the
helm to uifnp, and lie by, and lower the
boat but, to my amazcment, l could get
no reply, nor notice of my request ] en-
treated them, for the love Of heaven, to
take me off; and promised, i know not
what rewards, that wore entirely beyond my
power Of bestoysl, but the brutal wretch
OF a captain, muttercd something TO the eff,
feet of that no hadn't time to stop, and
giving me tho Find and sensible advice to