The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1870-12-22

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father and daughter. For week OF
two the latter strove hard 70 keep up a
show IF interest ID Mr.. Cores presence,
but tho effort was too much for her. Long
Intervals Of @ilenos occurred sia their
walks, and gradually Mary became I'M
fitted for even silent eompanionship.-
sleepless and fs,erish nights-tho
price which he paid for assumed com.
posture during I tho dsy-todi rapidly
upon her strength. Ksuelm could
blind himself ne:fAqf to - ltet et b g
declining health nor The cause Of It. He
would have given hi. hs for his child,
but to permit her union with Barry
Bennett seemed . sacrifice far greater.
One bright but very windy afternoon,
towards the end Of July, nearly a
month after Harry Bennett's offer. had.
been declined, Mr.. Gore proposed to
his daughter a. short walk by the sea
side. So great was Mary's listlessness
that she was obliged to plead an excuse
| for noncompliance.
"Mary, my darling" said Mr.. Core"
you must have change of scene; you
shall not return to London, but I have
little doubt of being able to place you
in some pleasant country spot. There
10 resuming your dutys, your life will
gain fresh interest, and with that will
come renewed health"
Gall placso arc now alike to me-"
answered Mary, impassively; call
Places, she added, striving to soften
the indifference Of her reply, I'm which
I am separated from you." #*r :
Kenelm kissed her and turned away.
She sank into chair, and her father
IS he passed the window, s.w her ut.
ting motionleas, With thin, vacant face
and IDLY .olasped hands, the very type
which painter might have chosen Of .
young heart, which, having lost III FL
ture, sinks INCREASINGLY beneath the
burden of the present. More than
once, as Kenelm took lis way 2lo~atds
the, sea and climbed to the clilf.line
between Saudgate aud .Folkestone, the
haunting appeal Of that joylest face ar
rested and summoned him back. Who
was he that, for the indulgence of his
pride, Le should crush out the youth of
his child But at these moments of re.
leatiDg the thought OF that child pass
ing a wife beneath tho threshold from
which, BY the act Of a L.. Bennett, her
grandfather had been borne to his
grave, rose before him. Could he bear
that the daughter Of a line which had
for ages been identified with the lapd it
swayed should call "a descendant of
that obscure and heartless schemer her
husband? No; he would not yield he
was more than father-hc was the in.
carnation of a race.
Tortured by a struggle so intense
that he would have made any sacrifice,
except just the ueedful one, to end it,,
Kenelm breasted the strong gale that
met him on the heights until he reach
ed Folkestone. Far off he had caught
the roar of the ,umultuous sea, and
marked the form Of its seething pillows.
As he descended into the quaint streets
Of Folkestone the gale, which had now
lasted four days, swept against him at
corner and struck almost with the
force of q bodily hand. In .sthis ex-
element Of the. elements there was
something congenial to his own dis
tracted mood. He accepted, as it were,
the challenge Of the storm, and, gain.
ing the almost deserted pier, swept
alike by wind and sea, fronted with q
sort of fierce ezultation the assault of
the roaring "south-easter." Soon.
while gazing from the pier-head, his
eye lit On the yet distant steam boat
from Boulonge, now half buried in tho
surf-fringed trough Of the sea now dart
ing from the abyss to the summit of
waters, instantly to descend again: In:
The course of half an hour the laboring
vessel had attracted general attention,
and, spite of the gale, the pier gradual
" became crowded As the. diving
leaping, staggering boat bore, nearer
and nearer, one might have supposed it
animated by the spirit of the British
tars who manned it, capable of wreck or
utter disappearance 10 the NAV of the
SEQ, but incapable Of surrender while
the, steerer could be i. lashed to
the wheel or tho engineer feed his fire
In the ftail room between the reeiiug
paddle.boxes, on which * shock after
shock broke constantly witlI'a clamor
like thunder, Still battling Oh, the
gallant boar gained 1t length The mouth
Of the harbor. Here tho fury Of the
sea now al but dashed hsfaagaiustl tho
pier, now threatened TO- drive On the
coast. For not less than A quarter .of
an hour xas The strife ( carried .op*, BE-,
tween human still and thu cruel force
Of wind and wave, sAt length the har.p
assed vessel, which had seemed 80 long
their toy, WAS seen! rushing on the top
Of wave which, as if its rage had been
tanned to obedience, bore its triumph.
ant enemy, amidst tho ringing cheers
Of the spectators; straighs into port'
Here the water, thoug IL svexed, was
comparatively etill, and tho saved boat
was soon moored alongside the pier.
t Kenelm, whose interest had been
absorbed in the scene described, stood
watching by the gangway Is the passen-
gers assembled to. the Custom House.
There was the usual variety Of travel