The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1872-07-19

Not so very bad, with due allowances,
for now the sore.hearted watcher was
suddenly aroused by the plash Of little
waves that were breaking at his very
feet, and he felt the fresh wind of the
sea upon his face.
"Hallo" he exclaimed, the tide
coming in? Of course it is and what
am to do, now Nellie has carried of
the boat 2"
Black and heavy the clouds were
gathering overhead, and a sort OF mist
had settled on the water away to wind.
ward.
"Looks like something rough was
coming. Drown, sure, if stay here.
This is an awkward piece of business;
but I've swan twice as far as that, and
carried my clothes, too. They got
wretchedly wet though. Well, here
goesv'
Jack Loutrel was man of action, and
his outer clothing we're quickly enough
rolled int a neat, compact bundle, and
fastened at the back of his neck. Then,
as he stood and watched the swift cur.
rent of the tide sweeping into the cove,
a thought seemed to strike him, and he
suddenly snatched off his light chip
hat, and sent it spinning out upon the
water.
ats one of those vanished things,
and I'm sure it'll float. I've got an aw.
full pull to get ashore, and I'll see
which'll be at Bayside frst-l or my
hat"
If he had any deeper thought he did
not put it into words, but dashed gal
lantly into the fast roughening water.
And now the wind was beginning to
be something more than a breeze, and
Jacks work was all cut out for him, for
he did not care to be carried too far into
the cove by the tide.
Still, there was nothing so impossible
in the feat, for man like Jack, but
what, in due time, though pale, and
dripping, and exhausted, ne dragged
himself out on dry land. And then he
found it no contemplate job to coax
himself once more inside of his water
soaked clothing.
Beyond him, at little distance, rose
the bald, weather.beaten knob that they
called "The View" and which formed
stock attraction of the Bayside " drive"
The road itself passed near where Jack
had landed, and he waited moment
in the thick bushes Mt it edge, for his
ears had caught the sound of coming
wheels, and he hesitated about making
an exhibition OF himself. 1t was a ris-
ing tide he had breasted, but within
his own heart things were at terrible
low ebb.
Nearer and faster came the rattle Of
the wheels, and then they swept past
him at their best gait, the new team Of
Murray Nesbitt, and Nellie Martin her
self was sitting beside the handsome
driver. She seemed to be looking up
at him, too, with more of earnestness
and emotion in her face than Jack
Loutrel had ever seen there. True, it
was but glimpse he caught as they
| flashed past him but he cared no longer
who might see him in his forlorn pre-
dicament, and sprung over into the
road to make the best Of his way to the
hotel.
That had been an eventful morning
for Nellie Martin. 1t was a long drive
that Murray Nesbitt had planned for
her, and that, too, not without a pur-
poe of his own. The swift motion was
good thing for Nellie, and aided amaz-
ingly in restoring the tone of her some.
what ruffled spirit; but, for all that, she
was more silent, and in manner more
subdued than Murray had ever known
her before. How could he have given
up so good and 30 h opeful an opportun.
ity? At all events, he did not, and
Nellie heard him to the end in such a
halfhumble quietude, that Murray
heart throbbed quick and fast, with
glow Of coming triumph.
| They were not driving very fast just
then, but were coming out upon the sea-
ward slope of I" The View"
Nellie's face had been half.averted,
and there was dreamy look in her
eyes that her companion did not see.
Suddenly she exclaimed, with sort oil
half.electric start:
"Where is the rock? Why, it is no.
thing but foam; and how the wind is
blowing!"
Murray Nesbitt looked, with puzzled
amazement, in the direction in which
Nellie pointed.
"Oh, that rock" he said coolly
"Why, that's nothing. The water has
been over it this haif.hour."
"Home! home! Drive back to the
hotel, instantlyW gaspei Nellie. "Oh
if anything has happened to him
left him on the rock without boat r.
Even Murrays disappointment die
not prevent his obeying so serious ar
injunction, and on they sped, past JACK
Loutrel's ambush, little dreaming thai
he would come striding on behint
them.
1t was short drive, long as it seemed
to Nellie's conscience-stricken aste
and she ran breathlessly from the car