The Somerset press. [volume] (Somerset, Ohio) 1873-1977, 1875-08-27
VOLUME 3.


as fast as they can run. Suddenly !
catch sight Of pilot jacket and sailor
hat among the rocks-it is Helen COM
ing along leisurely, her head bent down.
She is too far off to hear US when we
shout. I drop Zoe vCaxton's hand and
dash away through the catching bram-
bles. Will hurries the girls on, but Zoe
looks wistfully after me.
"HeIen," / cry, "there's storm conf
ingi Not minute is to be lost u
"I know it," she says, looking up, 81
shall be on the beach before they are
ready"
try to reach her through the matted
briars over the rocks.
"What do you want" she asks coldly,
81 wish you would go on"
al shall stay by you,' ] return, dog
gedly, reaching her and walking on by
her side.
We reach the shore without speaking
another word
"Hurry, Hans-make haste" shouts
Uncle George. "They are getting aunt
Sophy into the big boat--all the others
are on board"
Every wave-for the sea has risen in
to waves already-sends her roughly up
the shingly beach. The tide has turned
it is as much as they can do to keep
her of the stones.
"Come, Helen," cries amt Sophy,
nervously clutching the gunwale to
steady herself. ave must all go togeth-
er; l cannot trust any one in that
wretched punt. But do make haste child
we're going to have an awful storm"
l walk away in the direction of the
smaller boat.
"l'm going with Hans" says Helen,
following me. "Uncle George, you are
terribly overloaded already. I shall be
as safe-safer in the punt. Push her
off Mr.. Caxton, for Pm not going.
"Helen, are you mad?" cries aunt
Sophy, in despair.
A sudden squall sends the sea rushing
up the shingle; the sky grows darker
every moment, and the yawl comes
swinging in on the beach.
"Pul, Caxton, pull. or you are done
forp' / cry, and they are off. A few good
strokes place them in safety.
| L. ham ,
/ said to Helen.
do you think SOP" she questions
moving away to our boat. i follow hel
sullenly enough, yet with mad delight
in my heart which l try to keep from
appearing in my eyes. We reach the
punt, and then exclaim simultaneously
"They have taken our oars"
/ remember our placing the oars il
the large boat for safety on landing, bu
1 supposed they had been taken out be
fore they pushed her into the water
What is to be done?
at would be madness TO attempt tt
sail the punt in such weather as this,
/ say, as the squalls grow more frequen
and the sky becomes blacker.
."What can be donel" asks Helen
looking quietly at me.
"We must remain here until the,
send for u.s." / said doggedly. Perhap
it is because she herself suggested ac
companying me-perhaps from som'
other feeling; at all events my cousil
turns away with proud and angry flush
''I am going at all events" she say
pushing the little boat into the water.
help her, of course; there is nothing els
for me to do. The waves dash the littl
craft angrily against the stones; it is
dangerous moment while we get on boar,
and shove her off. Fortunately we hav
the boat hook left in the boat. / set tn
foresail as we clear the shingle; bu
though she lies over very much even un
der such rag Of canvas, and draws rap
idly away from the shore, she will no
sail. Helen sits in the stern, the tile
ropes in her hands.
ave must set the mainsail," ] say
"but Pm afraid it will carry away tn
mast"
loose it as speak, and sit dow
with the sheet in my hand. The win
! fills out the sail in moment, and W
, scud away at a tremendous rate, leayin
, the shore behind us and long wake {
greenish white foam.
eff the mast will only holdr l say
: looking up at the slender spar, not thick
f er than my wrist, on which so much de
pends Keep her as close to the win
: as you can.
''She won't sail very close" return
my cousin. The tiny canvas is shakin
already.
"Well, we shall only be obliged t
a tack" 1 remark. keep her away"
We dash along bravely, the sea bul
:. bling at our bows, and running ava
from me. / set my teeth and give tt
sheet an additional twist around m
If wrist. It is not very easy to hold
- now The boat is bounding along wit
% quick jumps, like hunted animal-a
the weight being aft throws her boy
out of the water.
q "Tancred left you very unconcerne'
ly," observe, watching her.
7 "He did not know the danger" 81
IN explains, smiling for the first time.
10 Why does she smile? bite my ]
At savagely.
d, "Helen," say, bending towards b
lie we are sitting opposite to each 9th
l? -"wesused to be great cbums long az
ID Tell me, do you care for that old man
n l speak very quietly, but my hes
of thumps hard enough to take away n
ID breath.
"He is very kind to me-"
is "Kindp' / echo with supreme CO
ed tempt, Is he kinder to her than shou
bel who-but my thoughts are so
of turned in another direction.
=. "I,ook Out!" calls Helen quiet