The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1874-06-04

I've been fool N my life, child. L
isn't the jolIest thinking anybody could
have.
But you are always SO wise, mamma
said the girl, stroking Mavis brown hair
Wise? Yes. But Emily, wisdom
comes through folly. If you had never
made fool Of yourself you would never
know how to be wise. Child, never mar.
ry for money.
They went out on the lake, to the lily
islands, one morning. Charles 0 aars
and Mavs went across the bay to the
sleepy lily pond, and when they reache5
the lily pond both had the sorrowfulest
faces mortal ever wore.
II must go tomorrow, Mavis.
II know, know. said Mavis. Il wish
YOU had never come, or that had died
long ago.
''God knows / wish it, too.
He leaned his head forward and broke
into passion of tears.
20, Mavis! Mavis! My lost one! I could
weep my life away for this misery. How
shall go away alone how face the lonely
years to come?
"Lonely years are not SO bad as wretch
ed years If could 60 to the bottom oil
this lily pond, and never come up again
Charley, they are waiting for us. Let US
60 home.
They went back, and from the time
they Joined the rest OF the party until
ttey saw her looking back and laughing
from the top of the boat-house steps. she
was the widest, merricst of them ALL y.
That was twelve years ago. Her mys-
teri9us disappearance was nine days
wonder, but to-day most people have for
gotten even the name of beautiful, radient
Mavis De Ruyter. A very tragic occur
renee recalled her to the mlnd of one In
dividual who had known her in her prime.
A year ago, more or less, occurred one
of those events which fill civilization with
horror. It was the loss of the ill-starred
ship Atlantic. On board that hapless
ship was oue sailor who distinguished
himself above all the rest for manly hero
in W; 1o Ia ~ bnr
the finest specimen of physical. develop
ment among the sailors; not tall, but firm
~ knit, stout and active, and foremost in
all duties and dangers. He was reserved
among the sailors, but always kind and
obligigg, and the men all liked him, al
though they agreed that there must he
some mystery about his past life, he Ma
so queer at times.
This brave fellow rescued more lives off
that doomed ship than any other man and
he was frequently seen during the wrecks
working like an angel to rescue whom he
could. But when they gathered up the
few survivors, this brave sailor was rot
among them. They found his dead body
atterward clinging to the rigging, even
then clu;ching desperately the body ola
sWeet-faced boy whom he was trying to
save, when death came to both. They
had persisted with the cold. They
loosened the stiffeped fingers 1everenttial-
~, and carried the dead body on shore to
give it Christian grave. But when
they prepared the lifeless clay for burial
what was their astonshment to fnd the
hero sailor had been woman Fer brown
short-clirped hair was partly gray, and
through the bronzed skin of the fgce
slight mole was slightly discernibe on
the left side OF the upper lip
Was this the mystery of Mavis German?
do not know. Whether it was or was
not Mavis German will never he known
till the day when all things dark shall be
made plain, aud men shall see and know
as they are known. Never, never till the
sea shall give up its dead
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