The Wyandot pioneer. (Upper Sandusky, Ohio) 1853-1868, 1860-01-05

Slowly but surely the waters crrpt
along. The vermin fled before them to
the elevated spot on which Maurice stood.
Slowly following, the incoming water al
length reached his feell
At The end Of the cave, within few
feet Of the wall, and underneath the
aperture before spoken Of, WAS q large
piece offock, some four feet high, that
might have fallen from a bove. To this
Maurice haslcned as quickly as hs man
aclss wouh permit. After some eyer
tion be succeeded in climbing to the top
ofis and stood erect, his head within .
few inches ofthe roof Of the cavsrn.-
But he was not allowed to occupy this
retreat a one. Al the water began to
circle round its base, the rats also
sought refuge on It in great numbers,
and in vain did Maurice try to dhlodge
them with his manacled ieet.
Soon (as il seemed TO the captive) the
water came ripping over the Top Of the
rock. He felti moisture upon his feet.
And still it rose slowly but rclcntless'y
it rose higher--higher' and as it rose,
the rats climbed up his limbs for safely.
1t was in vain that he brushed them oil
with his feltered hands. They instantly
returned. They ceam cred up his back
TO his shoulders--oycr the back Of his
neck--to the crown Of his head; Their
clammy bodies striking a chill to bis very
heart.
And still higher the waters rose, and
more tlickly The foul vermin clustered
upon the devoted captive's shoulders and
head, as their only places Of saie'y.--1
Driven frantic ut last BY the horrors OF
his situation, he was about 10 plunge
into the surging tide and seek water
grave, when his attention was arrested
by the tread Of rapid footsteps near tic
aperture above his head, and the sound
oi harsh masculine voices almost in
stantly followed by noise as Of a srug-
gle, and piercing shrek which thrilled
Maurice Lester 10 the very soul, lie
could not be mistaken: it was CARRIES
voice. Again he heard it, but now in
tones Of eptreaty. Oh, it mos her voice.
She was nt dead! She lived and was /,
near himl Gathering all lis strength he
shouted, Carrie! Cariei CARRIE!"
A dead silence followed, broken only
by tie fearful murmurs OF the still rs.
lag waters, and the splash Of The rats as
they fell from the wrttched cap'iys's
head and shoulders, only 10 return again
in their fierce struggles for perch Of
safety from the advancing tide, which
had now nearly reached our hero's shoul-
ders.
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