The daily phoenix. [volume] (Columbia, S.C.) 1865-1878, 1865-08-02

boat, soon followed by his father, and
in q few moments more they were
alongside the Daring.
| Perhaps, to an eye capable Of az
! preciating it, there is not more beau
tif,ll sight than n vessel, well manned,
and her crew well disciplined, getting
under weigh on o sudden emergency.
Sail after sail appears to fall into its
proper place of its own. accord; and
yet to landman, when on board,
what labyrinth of ropes seems to
belong to each!
Mrs. Kendall and her daughters
stood on the bench watching each sail
set, till the boat was hoisted in, and
the beautiful vessel, released from her
moorings, was gracefully ploughing
her way through the waves that now
dashed furiously around her; still they
continued silently standing together
on the highest point neor their house,
till the cliffs hid her from their sight.
and then they returned to their home.
The gale rapidly increased; the wind
howled fearfully; and the river that
ran by the side Of the house swollen
already by previous rain-being met
by the advancing waves, was unable
to empty itself as usual into the sea,
and, III consequence, rose to fearful
height. The two girls, terrified at the
noise of the contending waters, crept
closely together by the fireside; but
their mother needed not their terror;
her thoughts were with her husband
and her son; she trembled lest they
should be unable to reach the harbor
OF safety, and be driven back on the
iron-bound coast, where she too well
knew no earthly power could avail to
save them from destruction. Hour
after hour the trio sat silently in their
little room, each too much occupied in
her individual anxieties to speak,
until at length Mrs. Kendall said: cit
is nearly eleven o'clock, Sarah; get
me the Bible, and VIC Will now com
mend our absent ones to the care Of
Him, who said to the raging sea,
Peace, be still" The girl obeycd,
and in clear, though trembling voice.
the mother read ;.chapter and prayed,
and then retired to rest
Mrs. Kendall occupied Il room facing
the sea, and whenever her husband
was s!ioat, She WAS accustomed to
place y light in the window, as !, bca-
! con, that if he entered the bay at
night his eye might rest on his home.
As she placed it on its usual stand
ta;s night, she looked ont on the, oou-
ing waters beneath, end was startled
to see how high they had risen above
the general water mark. Alarmed as,
she felt, she determined not to breathe
her tcrrors to her children, who slept
IN a room opening out of hel's, so she
quietly laid down-but sleep she could
not. She thought of her husband.
and the dangers he was then exposed
to; even ut that moment he might be
struggling with the stormy waters, or
dashed against the unyielling rocks.
AS every titful gust moancd along, and
shook the easement, she trembled SO
violently, that she feared every instant
that she might be obliged to rouse her
daughters. They had by this time
forgotten all their previous terrors.
and were buried in slumber. Youth
sleeps soundy, when more advanced
age lies wakeful. An over,uling Pro
vldence does not allow care to press
"I'OI1 Cue young, until the
bodily frame is matured and strength
ened enough to bear it. So. it was
with Mrs. Kendall and her children;
while she WAS racked with tormentine
fears, they were sleeping as peacefully
as though above and around them
shone the soft brightness of 81 summer
night. Suddenly, fearful blast shook
the house from its foundations: the
candle was exting11ished, and the win
dow burst open with violence that
threatened to tear it from its hinges.
Mrs. hendal sprang up, and, at the
same instant, her daughters reused by
the noise, rushed shrieking into the
room. .'Be calm, my children" said
the trembling mother, ''and fetch me
light; we are in Gods hand. and He