Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1870-01-01

And the smiles came back to Juliet's lip
as she repeated to herself in a low, loving
whisper: "He will come tomorrow night
Mamma said Harry, b1untly, "why
lid you speak to Miss Chaloner SO spite
fully ?" .....s-. ...-.' =. ~.
Little boys shouldn't ask questions p
said Mrs. Elton, sharply. go in and
brush your hair for tea r'T teEel g.la
$50 you have really concluded to go
to Blyden's Point with uspn said Juliet,
brightly, as she met Mrs. Elton at the dim
the next day. A te'
"Yes, to please the children, they are SO
said Mrs Elton with an air
Of Indifference,
'.And Miss Chaloner," !" interposed Harry,
IL am to row mamma and the little ones,
while you walk across the sands, with Bes-
sic and Helen. and meet us at five o'clock"
Then we must start little in advance
of your boating party" said Juliet.
Il suppose so,' said Harry. "Oh,
won't it be jolly ?"
Harry !' sighed Mrs. Elton, reproying
ly, when will you learn little elegance
in your language ?" .., 20.
How brightly the golden afternoon
slipped away upon the smooth, velvet
sands of Blyden's Point. Even Mrs Elton
forgot to be spiteful, but reveled in the
beauty of the far off rocks and sapphire
and owned to herself that
really, Juliet Chaloner was very charm
ing!"
''See, Miss Chalonerr' cried Bessie,
ecstatically dancing about on her tiptoes,
1.-THE water is creeping all over my shells. :"
Don't you see the tide is coming up?'
said Harry eagerly. Stand up on that high
point, and take your shawls away quick,
unless you want to lose them.n
But, Miss Chaloner,n said Helen, wist-
fully, "the water is so high over that mar
row neck of land where we crossed, by
the old lighthouse how shall we get back
again ?''
Juliet laid down the branch of seaweed
she had been admiring with Mrs Elton,
and looked off towards the rising tide, with
a cheek suddenly blanchng to a dead
whiteness.
Miss Chaloner, what is the matter ?"
cried Mrs. Elton. catching at her shawl.
I'VE are cut off from the main land, y sad
Juliet, in IA low clear Voice. 1.-The tide is
coming up, and half an hour from now this
point will be submerged. Oh, why did we
moi think of that? The boat, Harry, quick y
But, Miss Chaloner, pleaded thought
ful Bessie, elf we were to run-the water
is surely not higher than our waists
My dear. the neck of land is half Il
mile away, and the tide is rising at fear
tul rate; l. would only be useless risk
OF our lives to make the attempt. Get into
boat. Mrs. Elton" &
Mamma mamma! !" walled the child
rem in chorus, while Mr. Elton, pale,
trembling, and incapable OF effort, sat on
the rock.
Il cannot move she stammered. Il
think am going to faint!.'
But even while the words were on her
lips Juliet's arm encircled her waist, and
Julet's strength guided her to the little
boat that lay rocking on the wave, with
Harry at the oars. 1t was very small,
containing but two seats, and when Mrs.
Elton and her i've children were ensconced
every nook, even to the stem and
helm, was occupied.
There is no room for Miss Chaloner !"
calculated Harry, in blank d:smay.
Mamma, Miss Chaloner is not in the
boat - ..,i.-.. --...
Mrs. Elton looked feebly around. -
"Give me Rosa-let me hold Rosa i'm my
lap" she taltered, scarcely knowing what
she said
But Juliet unloosed the loop of the rope
that fastened the boat to projecting point
Of rock. and flung it out upon the waves.
The boat is overloaded already" she
said, in Il strangely calm voice Push
off. Harry, and row as fast as you can; it
grows late, and you are a long distance
from home"
The generous heart of the boy rose up
with great choking throb.
Miss Chaloner and leave you here to
perish? Neverr'
Listen to me, Harry she said, hur-
riedly. Row home, as fast as you can.
Two hours will take you there, and then
then you can send the boat back to me. :"
And as the words trembled ON her
tongue, Juliet Chaloner glanced over her
shoulder at the white crested fringes of
foam slowly creeping up the sands, and
knew that in two hours from that time it
would be one wild tossing,
Yet she smiled, and fiuttered her white
pocket handkerchief to them, as the heavi-
lv freighted boat glided slowly away, and
spoke cheerin2 words to the brave little
oarsman, even though the chill of death
lay at her heart. Slowly the black outline
OF the boat faded into indistinctness, grow
ing less and less; and when it was hid
from view by the projecting of the coast,
the bitter loneliness OF her position came to
Juliet Chaloner in ali its overwhelming
force. sf f
Like great golden orb, the sun hung
above the sea, while the blue, cloudless
sky smiled overhead. Nature was full of
soft, serene repose, and yet Juliet Chaloner
stood with clasped hands and silent endur-
ance, waiting for the death which was
momentarily drawing nearer-the stern,
relentless death whose no rors had never
seemed as ghastly as now
She thought how the Blue tides would
sparkle over her grave--she thought how
perchance her dead corpse would float on
the waves, the golden hair all wet and
dark-and a cold shiver came over her
whole frame. N+ a
"And he will be at home to-night," she
murmured. "My God my God surely
this is the bitterness Cf death J" .t-....s Z,
TIE thunder of the cruel waves were in
her ears--tbe moaning Of the surf-and
Juliet Chaloner knew no more Il "a
..,Send boat back to Blyden's Point ~
echoed the old boatman s'BlesS vour