Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1874-12-23

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as it bore down upon her through the gray
mists of the rain 10 a sort Of dream
she saw what the men were doing. She
saw them shorten sail; then she heard
voices; then the schooner hove to and the
small boat was sen: down. There were
two men aud lad in it. They pulled
toward her. They cane nearer. And
now the whole world seemed to be rocking
and surging around her, and il apIeaied
to her that she must struggle upward to
save herself from drowning, and that shc
was powerlcss to act or to speak. They
bailcd her. She gave ono loud cry aui
then she knew no more.
When she came to herself she was on
the deck Of the schooner, and two or
three men, wcather-worn of face, were
gazing at her in a wondering way. and
speaking TO each other in unknown tongue.
IL am Ailasa Macdonal," she sail IL
live in Ki,lecna. Will YOU put ME ashore
at any place that is near to my home p
They shook their heads. and she saw
they did not understand. But The skiI-
per- a small red faced man, who held
bottle and glass in his hand, said to her,
"Engleesh ?"
eyes. yes" she said, eagerly.
"Varc--you--como? ?" he said, think.
ing of each word as he pronounced it.
She pointed over to the distant coast.
now almost invisible in the fog.
mo wreck 1? No boat down? ?" he said,
supplying with abundant gestures the
missing words, "You come out-lost p
"Yes, yes, she said Can you take
me ashore p
He shook his head
Take you-ttere? Non. Not pos
sible. You rest herc-a boat he come
hack-you take the boat, ycs?'
They were all regarding the beautiful
young girl as though she had dropped
from the skies, and yet there was nothing
rude Or unkiudly IN their gaze. One Of.
the crew came forward with some brandy
i n cup She shuddered, and refused it,
but he pressed her to take it so urgently
that she slipped some. Then the captain
touched her dress.
"Ferr bad--ferr bad" said he, shak-
ing his head. for her clothes were soaking
wet.
He turned to the sailors, and some con.
sultaton with them in this unknown
tongue. Then he motoncd her to- follow
him; and although she guessed they were
French, and knew that the French were
not liked by the fshermen of her coast,
still she had no fear Of sea.faring folk,
ard she followed him bravely.
He took her to the door of his own cab
IN, and pointed inside. He showed her
the bolt and when she hesitated, he said,
with vehement gesture,
No? Why no? Forr you-it is
forr you. Go there and me come back
you shall give the dresses by this way
they 60 to dry by the fire, yes' Why
no? You are afrait? Mon Dieu. see !"
He showed her the bolt again; and
there was proud and hurt look in his
face that gave her more courage than any
voluble protestations could have DONE.
She went inside the small cabin-it was
not small IN her eyes, accustomed as she
was to the resources of much smaller craft
than French schooner and made her.
self quite at home there. The sailors
treated her with the greatest thoughtful.
ness and kindness. The boy whom she
had seen in the small boat was sent to the
door Of the cabin TO wait for her wet
clothes. He brought her some coffee and
biscuits he brought her, too, abundant
coverings for the hammock aud thouga
he could not speak u word, his big black
eyes aud Drowned hands showed her what
to dc. Then. having partaken Of this
frugal but comforting meal, she bolted the
door Of the cabin, she rolled herself up in
the warm clothes, and, tired, cold, and
heart-sick beyond measure, sank into
deep sleep.
When she awoke her clothes were thor.
oughly dried and she knew the difficulty
they must have experienced in drying %
woman's clothes on board boat. When
she had dressed herself she went on deck,
and it seemed to her that she had entered
upon new life. Surely she had passed
through the agony Of death, and left alf
her old friends and associates behind. For
now it was clear midday, and the sun
had rolled back the ran-clouds to the hor.
izon, while far away across the blue sea a
pale, tall, white object at the very extrcm-
ity of the land caught the sunlight arf
shone over the dark coast.
1T is tho Butt Of Lowis~ she cried, iY
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