Litchfield enquirer., 1860-07-05
Alisfellarlp.
TAKEN BY STORM.

Misfella,11.
TAKEN BY STORM.
With intelligent obedience she stood al
instant, with one foot on the rail, watching
for the right moment, and when it came
springing forward, she landed safely in Bar
nard's arms. Without wasting time i,
words-for they were fast drifting seawart
he deposited her on the stern locker and
again trimmed in for home. He was oblie
ed to lay much closer to the wind than be
fore, having lost at least five miles dead t.
leeward. Once more on his course, his at
tention was devoted to his fair passenger.
In response to Barnard's questions. sh,
informed him that her name was Annie
Annie Wilson; her father, a shipping mer
chant in New York, owned o cottage neal
Rockaway, where the family had been spend
ing the summer. They had all returned tt
town, leaving her and the servants to close
the house. She had learned to sail boat
about the little bay where they lived, and
long entertained an ambition to 60 outside
once, on to the great broad ocean, "just te
see how it would SEEM" Opportunity oc.
curing in the absence Of the family, she had
made sail and prospered exceedingly, until
she attempted to return, when strong
head-wind was to be encountered, and then,
even with her immense experience in boat
ing, progress was rather Slow She thought
she should have reached home finally though;
but that a sudden flaw twitched the sheet
from her hand, nearly upset the boat, and
sent her drifting out to sea, where she Ger
tainly would have persisted had she not been
rescued by the skill and courage Of one
whom she thanked from the bottom of her
heart, and whom she would pray for as
long US she lived. A few tears on account
of her fathers anxiety for his runaway girl,
which ceased when assured that her father
should be telegraphed to Immediately; more
Of gratitude to her preserver, her
and the weary head Sank upon
his shoulder, the bright blue eyes closed in
the sleep of exhaustion.
Barnard held on his course until he wealth
cred the point Of the Hook, preferring to
run round into the bay rather than attempt
to land with his fair circumference, through
the surf. Twas little past ten o'clock
when he beached the boat, opposite the
keepers house. In answer to bis hail Uncle
Harry came down with a lantern. When
Miss Wilson awoke she was hardly able to
move, but with assistance walked to the
house, refusing Edwards offer to carry her
there. Nelly was glad, very glad to see
Barnard safely returned, though she would
have shown more emotion. perhaps, had she
not been surprised by seeing beautiful
young lady ter.with him. Barnard gave
his charge into NelIy's hands, aud excellent
care Nelly took Of her. She was too tired
to wait, even for supper, and would retire
she should have Nelly's own
room, and Nrlly's own bed, even though she
did take both Of Edwards hands, aud say:
" Good night. dear Mr.. Barnard! Heaven
bless you. aud keep You this night aud ev-
cry hight"
Barnard tclcgraphed to Mr.. Wilson, in
Eighteenth Street; but that gentlemen had
been sent for from Rockaway The message
should be given him Immediately on his re-
turn. Hoping to have kind word from
Nelly, he returned to the house. He was
however. for he saw her again
but moment, and then she did not speak
Next morning Edward found message
ut the station stating that Mr.. Wilson would
start for the Hook by the FIRST boat. As
he approached the house with the news,
Miss Wilson left Nelly and came forth to
greet him. AS they stood, hand iu hand,
near the door, he looking fondly down upon
her, and she, looking fondly up to him. Mel
ly could not help hearing and seeing oil that
passed between them. He spoke:
And so we must lose you. They are
coming to take away my treasure, which /
have just found on the sea. l think am
entitled TO one third of you. at least; that il
legal salvage"
"You are entitled to my eternal gratitude;
and as to losing me that is not to be. We
shall always be friends, shall We not! l
shall like you ever so much; indeed, I dc
now. / think you are Splendid"
Nelly not caring to hear more, had the
cruelty to announce breakfast.
About ten O'Clock Mr.. Wilson came. Hi.
daughter was waiting on the wharf for him
and during half an hour they two were
alone with each other. Then Nelly conduct.
ed them to the station, where Barnard was
writing up Uncle Harry's accounts. Aftel
greeting and thanks came an awkward
pause. The weight Of obligation oppressed
Mr. Wilson, and he knew not how to seel
relief. He said to his daughter, Ma chere
cest ce que je-"
Edward interrupting, pardon me sir; bu
perhaps you should know l understand
French.
Indeed! Do you read and write it also?'
Eyes, sir; l learned from books"
Excuse my questions; but do you know
other languages?" ......z
None but Spanish, and just it'll
Italian" ....0............
"You were at work on these books. D,
you understand tho science of accounts?"
II think may say do"
"Would you like to enter my counting
room, Mr.. Barnard!"
Il hardly know, sir. Twould take .
great temptation to make me leave here,
looking over to the door where Nelly wa
standing.
To Mr.. Wilson temptation" means mon
ey. He says, "wbat would you think o
fifteen hundred the first year, and two thor
sand the next?" .a'd
Edward is astonished. Two thousan
dollars seems like large fortune. And ye
| he wishes those brown eyes would ask hir
not to 20. Mr. Wilson, watching. him, nj
ilerstands bis hesitation at once, ''Do not b
in haste to decide, Mr.. Barnard; think owe
| the matter and write me your answer