Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1875-09-01

and a Wild cry OF Thanksgiving
comes from her lips
Ephraim Ford had followed him.
The heavy boat with It's single
occupant is strong enough TO resis;
the waves, and a be nears they 20
down TO meet him.
Back :" he cries; 81 win no;
take bat one Of you. 1t is not safe. "
The grim quaker with his stern
emotionless. face, wrenches away
the slender hands that cling to
Charles, and clasping Dorothy
tightly in his arms, lays her az his
own feet in the bottom of his boat
No word is spoken until they
reached the opposite shore. Then
be takes her up again and carries
her TO the nearest fish hut upon
the beach.
As they stand within the shelter
of the little cabin, Dorothy looks
at him with wild eyes, and a cry OF
torture issues from her lips.
$50 back go back You will
go back for him ?"
"Go back for your elegant city
lover, whose ignorant carelessness
had cost you your life but for me r
Dorothy falls on her knees and
grasps his cold hand in an agony
Of entreaty.
$50 back (! 20 back -
Promise me first that you viii
not marry him. Swear it as the
worlds people do" Then he takes
her hand and holds it up TO Heaven
and waits for the oath.
Dorothy's lips move, but no
sound comes. She has tainted.
The fisher-wife takes the uncon-
scious child and lays her on her
own bed, and Ephraim Ford goes
upon his errand Of mercy with
murder in his heart.
Then the storm had lulled for a
moment. 1t comes on so gradual
ly, stopping every now and then as
If to make the earth believe that
it were doubtful of its power. The
tempest knows its strength, and
can afford to wait.
Ephraim looks at the sky. 1t
is still red in the west, the waves
are rising steadily, but his strong
ly built boat, directed by his pow
erful strength, can yet make its
way through them. There is plen-
ty of time the tide will not turn
for half an hour.
Ephraim fights his battle with
temptation, and wins the victory,
for twenty minutes later the sturdy
boat plows its way back to the
shore, and two silent men struggled
against the wind up to the beach
to the fisherman's hut. Dorothy is
for them. Her outstretch-
ed arms would wind themselves
about both, but the stern, fixed |
look in Ephraim's eyes restrains
her, and Charles turns from her
and fixes his glance upon the |
ground.
II is terrible moment for Doro-
thy. She knows that they love
her, and she shivers at the suffer-
ing in both faces.
Then she remembers the oath
The did not speak, and a wild sort
II terror takes possession of her
'oul. She speaks, at last, and tries
% thank Ephraim for the service
ne has done them.
"Spare me thy gratitude, Doro-
.hy," he commands, in a low,
solemn tone peculiar Of bis people.
Il know / have done thee a service.
would not hear of it again.
ried to make thee swear an oath.
Dorothy am glad il was not spo-
zen. Tell me now, though, dost
hou love this young mn! Wilt
bou forswear thy religion, forsake
he faith Of thy forefathers, and be-
ONE one Of the worlds people ?"
Dorothy's eyes looked toward
,harles with mute appeal.
"He has saved both our lives, /,
ear answers the young man, in
eply to her glance, "and he is !,
'orthy of your love-" Then his !.
yes seek the ground again. He !.
as received his life from this man
ands, and now he will speak no
ord to rob him of his dearest
"Speak, Dorothy" Ephraim re- !,
eats. at is for you to choose"
Dorothy's voice is choked with
,ars. and her breaat SHAKEN NTH