Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1875-08-12

Hldue )! CTleG Naflana, With flank pro
family. . [ hate it You are always talk
ing about it. We have no business to
Know OF it while we are young and happy
Ii Is like thinking every time you see a
rose that it is going to be trampled into
The disgusting clay directly Ihate it p
:" So did use to hate it, said Pauline
Il used to think ] should like to live for
ever on this earth, it was so delightful
But now''-and she sighed, perhaps to re-
member that contrasting season of the
pure enjoyment of existence at the period
When the chemic composition of the phys
lcal force knew no fault, and Just to live
was to be happy.
AT the door she paused again, to look
back, while the moon, scattering the
clouds once more, ran out on their long
riffs and lighted the terrible beauty of the
tossing sea and gave her brilliance to the
dying storm.
There is nothing in the world so
| beautiful as ship" exclaimed Pauline,
bringing out the glass on the piazza All
That airy architecture, with its peaks chal-
longing the stars, as full of life as we are.
AND look at the wreck now, with all her
| ropes and ratlines. Oh! how majestic and
dark it is in the midst of the white froth-
ing and fury! And when you know it
is so crowded with eagerness and with
| fear" ts
There goes the rocket, PauIine!'' cried
Mariana. See, it fell short! And another,
great green shooting star. What is the
matter? They are losing them all Let
me look through the glass. Oh! Pauline!
| Who is that in the water %"
| "SOme one swim ming out with the life
line. / will look. Yes, some one swim
ming out. He is almost there He is be
ing taken on board. There is some hitch.
Now he is there. Yes, they are pulling
the cable across; they are securing it.
Oh! Mariana! the people will be passing
over it presently. Oh! mammal And
then for just one instant she wrung her
hands to think there was no bold swimmer,
no lifeline, no cable when the Sea Eagle
toundered, far from sight of land But
Mariana had run in, and was already be
| ginning to sip her tea and to make up her
mind to weeks indulgence in her own
room, mild diphtheria, and the Castle in
the Pyrenees-" And Mrs. LascelIes, who
had Joined Pauline, now drew her gently
IN herself; but could not quiet that ire
pressible sympathy Of hers till fires were
warm on every hearth and the whole
house was a blaze of hospitable light and
warmth to welcome the castaways whom
Gilbert might bring to its shelter.
Pauline was still restlessly fitting from
| room to room, darkening first this window
and then that in her Impotence, as if she
were in some unconscious way aware that
fate was busy with her in that hour.
Aware or not, it was not given her to see
the brief but awful drama passing in those
moments when to the mantle mere waif
OF snlpwreck-leaning over the broken
side of the ship that shivered in every
splinter to the shock of the surge, face,
like that OF an avenging angel, shOne up
out of the sudden moonlight that lit the
dark hollows of the breaker over which he
almost seemed to leap, and the mysterious
and dreadful shadows underneath yielded
the golden head and eager face of Gilbert.
1t was not given her to know the one hOrri-
bic moment when, clasping the ropes that
half a score of brawny hands were flinging
him, Gilbert clambered up the side of the
wreck and paused thunderstruck at sight
of that Spanish face abOve-uncertain
through single fierce plunging of his
heart, if he should drop back into the sea
with his lifeline and let all go by the board,
or if Pauline should be happy, her life
through, without him-without him who
an hour before had been warm and thrill
ing with the joy of hope. Never any soul
knew of the struggle or the victory
"When [ saw phantom grow more and
more distinct" Gilbert used to say, land,
| finally, as | dashed the water from my
sight, the moonlight burst out on that
white face, with its wet hair and its great
wild eyes, [ felt as if the storm and |
| together had made him for Paulinen No
| Pauline was never anything but uncon-
| sciously aware of the way in which fate
| had been busy with her that hour; for the
UeHeuCenU powers ndu taken nef III ndnQ
again, and clouds and shadow were tomar
no more her sunshine. She had left her
watch at the window, and was STOPPING at
the hearth to. adjust the embers there, with
the light spreading over her face in glow,
when the door was flung open, and Gil
| bert's voice was heard and the tramp of
| feet; and while she waited-her heart in
her mouth, though she never could tell
why-looking up and motionless, her
mother and Mariana were greeting one
arisen from the grave, a white throated,
| drenched and barefooted fellow, with
| Spanish face, and in another second she
was in the arms of Dunstan.-N 7. In
| dependent
| A CITIZEN who was driving along the
jackson road the other day, says the
! Nlcksburg Herald, saw a man up a tree
near the roadside, and, hating, he in
CURED: "What are you doing up there?'
The man made no reply, and the citizen
| continued: What's the cause of your
being up .there?" At that moment a
! woman rose nm from the fence corner.