The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1870-06-02
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] = Cathatine shiversd as shc listened t,
the sad old voice complaining Of tn,
troubles Of by-gone years. She begsr
to long, to get avay-to be at home
Tho place seemed unutterably sad
The baby was asleep by this time. sh,
listened to the sound Of the rain pat
teriug without, Of the fire blazing ft
fully, Of the wheel turning. The eld
er children had begun a little game
with broom in the corner, and wer.
laughing over it. Old Nanon span on
"Ah what trouble have had y sht
was smumbling. "My 'petiot,' he wa
only ten-so gentle, so ohedient. Lis
ten, that I may toll you. He went ou'
with his father and his elder brother
and about the time I was expecting
j them I went into = neighbor's house
and she said, my POOR Nanon, will you
spin two pounds Of aax?' But I said
No, I had to repair the 'camiche' ol
my husband. He would want dry
one when he came home; and I was
arranging pretty little pair Of sabot.
for my 'petiot.' This is what Marion
said to me-: perhaps he may never
want them, my poor Nanon.' And
then I looked up aud saw that more
people had come in. 'Qui Sc mou-
chlaient,' said the old woman, in her
Norman patios. And I said, Listen to
me, Marion !; I like best to know the
worst. I have lost my husband? All
madame, it was not my husband then :;
my husband had come safe to shore ;
the men Of st. Laurent had saved him.
But my petiot; he was holding on to
his father in tho water, and the cravate
give way. All! I have had misfor-
tune in my time" And old Nanon
went on spinning.
1t was just then that the door OPEN
ed, and the cure Of che village came in.
Cathariue started up, holding the baby
to her, and gave little cry. She SEEM
ed to guess iustinctively that SORROW
was at hand. The cure advanced to
meet her with face tull of compass.
sion.
MY poor child," he said, "come
home. I have come to fetch you home.
There has been an accident,'
Catharine said nothing ; she put the
child quickly down and pulled the
shawl over her head as they hurried
through the vet street in the storm of
sleet and wind. It seemed to Madame
Fontaiue that one or two people came
to their doors and looked at them, but
she vas not sure ; she did not dare to
ask what had happened; she knew
without being told, somehow. The
cure vas holdirg her hand aud hurry
ing along through the rain. As they
came out upon the ascent leading to
the chalet, Catharine saw a crowd of
people down below upon the shingle,
and some people standing in the little
garden front. "They have got him
home," the cure said. "Let US hurry,
my poor child; there is no time to
lose"
Catharine gave cry, and put her
hand to her head, and began running
through the rain. The people at her
door made room for her; but no haste
she could have made would have been
Of any avail.
The two young men had come
upon the beach just as the other boat,
had been hauled up safe and dry; the
men were waiting to give helping
hand to tho poor Lefebvrea, whose boat
LA Belle Marion-had just appear.
ed through the mist. 1t was endcav'
oring to round a little promontory
which jutted out into tho sea beyond
the terrace of the chalet, and which
with the rocks at tho other extremlt,
Of the village, helped to form small
harbor for the fishing-boats. The nam
Of the place came from this natura
1port. There were soma sunk rock
round the promontory against which
the water dashed fercely At all times
To-day the whole horizon was upheav
ing aud tossing in the twilight. Their
was one faint CLEAN in the west wher'
the black waves were tumbling, AMI
where clouds seemed to be shifting an'
tearing behind the mist, while bslo,
the terrible flushing Sc. was sobbiog ii
! passionate fury. Each tune the boa
attempted to weather the point roun'
, which it had to pass before making fo
the shore, tho shrieking wind aud th
great throbbiug flood tide drove it bac
again and again; once a great wav
came rolling from sfar, gatherlu
strength as it approached, and con
pletely covered the poor little laboriO
, bark.
: There was a cry of terror from tt
!, poor women looking on, but the watt
Q rolled away, and the three sailors vel
:. still there, fighting for their lives upo
;, this terrible battlefield. Two or thr'
a Of the people upon the beach hurried
8 the little promontorv Of which mentit
b has been made. There WAS only standir
g place for two Or three. Dick and Fo
II taina vara among the number. Fo