The weekly Oskaloosa herald. [volume] (Oskaloosa, Iowa) 1855-1885, 1874-05-21


ture, with most worshipful affection
but when Kyle was away at sea, and
young Mr.. Denbigh came to AMI
wch-Mr. Denbigh, whe was what
she called gentleman /; some one
who wore good clothes, and had
white hands and a curly mustache-
and when this hero testified an i'm.
mediate and violent admiration for
herself, how could she help being
pleased ? how could she help going
back to the old habits?
She did not help it, either. Mr..
Denbigh made love ; and she smiled
and firted, all unconscious in her
fiattering of what the neighbors were
saying, until, just three days before
kyle's return, the suitor brought
things to a crisis by declaration.
They had tiff about a photo of
Faith which Denbigh had stolen and
put in his pocket and he had
brought her fine gold lOcket, with
one of himself in It, and begged her
to accept it and take the donor into
tuc UaI gam.
Followed a wakening for silly little
Faith, and the confession, "But l
am engagedp
Followed, anger from the gentle
man, and tears from the lady.
Followed fresh solicitations, more
ardent from the rebuff, and fresh
"noes," more feeble from remorse
and shame.
Followed tremendous scenes of
masculine woe and anguish and temi-
nine contrition and soothing.
Finally, Denbigh left the house,
determined to try again on his return
from America /; and Faith remained
with the locket, which she had at
last consented to keep and wear, as
some small salve to the giver's
wounded affections. She loved
Kyle far, far better than his rival
but Philip DenEigh was 80 hand
some and sweet-spoken it would be
downright cruel to refuse him such a
trifle as hanging the trlnket around
her neck tor day or two; and no
one need ever know. Nevertheless,
some one did know-now and the
sweet-spoken gentleman got a saw
age snubbing on this afOre- mention
ed evening.
"Kyls will hear l refused him, and
come back. He'll never leave so.
He must ask my pardon tirst,"
thought the weeping beauty.
He did not ask pardon, however,
nor come back. The Olinda sailed
three days later, and Faiths two
lovers sailed in it. Kyle had beau
iful black retriever which he had
been used to leave behind to "take
care of his lassie love while he was
gone." He took it with him this
time and Faith nearly wept her
lovely eyes out, that she had been
too proud to own her own folly and
seek reconciliation before he went.
Patience it would be only six weeks,
or at the most eight, and then he
would be back, and she would be
good-so good and meek. He must
forgive her then.
Eight weeks had passed-eight
weeks all but two dsys-when the
sun went down in stormy grandeur,
one cold evening on the Irish sea.
1t had been blowing great guns all
day, and for many days before, and
the waves had wristled terribly with
a crazy bark which, with cracking
timbers and leaking pores, with
strained and naked nasts bending
beneath the gale, till at every lurch
they seemed like to bury themselves
in the foam-crested waves tumbling
mountian-high around them, had
striven like living thing to weather
the cruel storm.
| Where was she now? The huge
breakers, crested still with foam, tur-
bid and purple-stained, dashed them
selves, moaning and roaring against
the grey and iron.bound cliffs of the
Welch coast, flinging up great frag-
ments of timber, torn and twisted
scraps of sail-cloth, and battered,
shapeless things, too awful in their
piteous mutilation for any human
name, against the pitlless rocks, only
to suck them back again into the
black and boiling gulf below. Above
great storm rent clouds, were gath
ering thickly over the threatening
vault and low on the horizon the
sun, like bloodred hand, pointed
from between them to something
black and broken, over which the
sea was breaking in unres;st d fury
The stem of a vessel, with the bro
ken bowsprit and foremast just visi
BILE among the foam and spray
Greatly as the wind had lessened
that sail, look ng red DOW before the
angry sun, was all the Captain of the
pilot-cutter cared to show, even now
to its tender mercies. 1t had been {
work of danger TO get near the wreck
) at all, hanging as she did in nest o
rocks; and there was look of relic
on more than one hardy, sunburn
face when the order was given q
tack and bout ship again. Suddenl
the Captain caught up his spy.glasf
! which was lying beside him
, and after hasty glance through il
rosred to the men to Hold up hard
"There's summat living srter all,
he said, pointing to ridge of lev
) outlying rocks where some objeC
. was plainly discernible even by tn
naked eye. "There just above tn
l line O high water. Can't none {
ye see 7"
ga man down on all-fours - erie
one of the crew. "Look, he's move
a bit higher. Poor fellow he mul
: be a rare pluoky un surely to hi
+ KEEP life in him SO long"
GLOVER the boat" cried the CaI
1 tain, sharply. Snow, my lad
ready all. Jim," to an old pilo
r "Give us a coil of that line. w
may'nt be able to get over-nesr hin
Q an say, one O. you lubbers, chuck
. bottle o. rum inter the sternsheets-
quick"
. They are brave, kindly men, thos
|, Welsh pilots /; l have owed my lif
/; to them, you know; bat / am afrait
they thought their courage and kind
ness wasted when they found the OBJ
ject of it was only a dog F! The,
hauled him into the boat none tn
less, almost too much spent, poo
fellow, to second their efforts an,
, then, while he wss trying very feebl