Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1872-09-12


lovely appari ion sent
To be moments ornament
WORDSWORTH.
On the afternoon of summer day, n
small schooner yacht, closely reefed, made
her appearance oil the mouth of Loeb
Uribol, "A lonS and lonely ford in the re-
mote llebrides of Scotland, and while
beatlng to and fro in the open sea in the
midst of the squalls from the neighboring
mountains, hoIsted the inverted red flag
TO the foremost as signal that the
parties ON board were in need Of as
sistunce.
II had been dark, dry day, with the
wind blowing fresh from the west very
steady and strong, and the yacht, tiny
thiag of fifteen or sixteen tons, with II
small cock pit had been beating since
early dawn across the tossing waters of
the Mnch, which divides the dark
sorrated peaks of Skye from the far off
Outer Isles. Lightly rs bird she had
bounded over the great rollers of sea,
splashiug the foam over herself from stem
40 stern, but seldom taking on board 1t
drop of SCREEN The distance across
was thirty miles, and tn" wind was dead
ahead, so that her progress westward was
slow indeed. The time slipt by, however;
the basaOtc crasS of the northwest coast
OF Skye grew fainter and fainter; and the
islands ui the ocean, which at first had
been scarcely distlnguishabe on the no
rlzon, had gradually doomed more and
more misunderstanding in one desoate
and lonely darkness f ON the high hills
Of Lewis, past the faint, low-lymg Hat OF
tiSt, to the dark aud rocky shores which
fringe the cliffs of Barra. Not once IN
The long day had the sun actually made
his appearance. The atmosphere had
been lull of palpitltiug, slyery light,
VA which the skies seemed close to the
sarth, and very gray, and the waves of
the sea, where they i'd not break into
shIte foam, unusually black and threat.
enug Yet ii WAS "good weather, " "a safe
snug day for sailing, aud the sombre.
Golorless tone OF all things--sea, ftr-ofi
land, aud sky-waS not withoutits charms
kr those whc have learned to love the
pathetic "peutrul tint - Of the melancholy
Scottish coast.
But as evening approached, the sun
looked out from a gray chdsm above the
outlying hills and she'd lurld light over
The dancing sea, llluminmg to rose color
che white sails of the little Yacht, which
WAS by this time within few miles Of the
dangerous coast just about this time a
Neather.beaten Highlander, who was
steering the hule vessel, cooked his eve
up to the sunset, aud rehnQuishiug the
hller to young man who ST. in the cock.
PIT beside him, said quietly
she's going 10 give puff QUITO the
west yonder, and Loeb Urihol's a terrible
place of squalls Wen take of the fore.
sali altogether, and let her canine vi main
sail, SlaySail and iibn
Scarcely had the speaker. with the as.
SISttnce of another m.m who had been
lying lstlesSly in the torepart of the
vessel, carried OUT his prccautpn. and
taken the toresml down, when the first
squall from the land came up white rs
foam, and laid the vessel over to the
eooming Of the cock. PIT Squall after
squall followed, while The light from the
sunset grew every moment ofa more lurid
criu.Son, streaming with the wind ont
oi great rent i'll the vast mountains of
cloud. The yacht was too lightly BAL.
lasted 70 carry her canvas we'll, and more
ihau once the wind struck her 50 saya.cly
as L threaten To- founder her outright, The
eater passing into the cockpit III
one green torrent, and dreuching the
helmsmuu ,p the skin The sea was conn.
p.ratiyely smauIi, however, owing to The
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