The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1875-08-11
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, Ephriam Ford has followed then
The heavy boat with its single occ,
pant is strong enough to resist IN
, waves, and as he hears the ledge. the
60 down to meet him.
Back u he cries. IL will take bu
one of you. 1t is not safe"
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'enaotionless face, wrenches away the
slender hands which cling to Charles,
and clasping Dorothy tightly in his
arms, lays her at his own feet in the
bottom Of his boat. No word is spo-
ken until they reach the opposite
shore. Then be takes her up again
and carries her to the nearest fisher
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 pale lips.
$50 back go backl You will go
back for him p
GO back for your elegant city low
er, whose ignorant carelessness had
cost you your life but for me2"
Dorothy falls on her knees, and
grasps his cold hand in an agony of
entreaty.
sGo back go back 70
Promise me first that you will 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 unconscious
child and lays her on her own bed,
and Ephriam Ford goes upon his err
rand of mercy with murder in his
heart.
The storm has lulled for moment.
1t comes ON SO gradually, stopping
every now and then as if. to make the
earth believe that it we're doifbtful Of
its power. The tempest knows its
strength, and can afford 10 wait.
Ephriam looks at the sky. It is
still red in the west. and the waves
are rising steadily, but his strong
craft, directed by his powerful strength,
can yet make its way tfsough, them.
There is plenty of time. The tide
will not turn for half an hour.
Ephriam fights his battle with temp
tation, and wins the victory. for TWEEN
ftyfbinutes later the sturdy boat plows
| its way back TO the shore, and two
silent men struggled against the wind
up the beach to the fsherman's hut.
Dorothy is waiting for them. Her
outstretcbed arms would wind then,
selves about both, but the stern, fixed
l66k in Ep6riam's eyes restraints her,
and Charles turns from her and fixes
his glance upon the ground,
1t is a terrible moment for Dorothy.
She knows that they love her, and
she shivers at the suffering in both
faces.
Then she remembers the oath she
did not speak, and wild sort of ter
ror takes possession Of her soul She
speaks, at last and tries to thank
Ephriam for the service he. has. done
them.
"Spare me thy gratitude, Dorothy"
he commands, in slow solemn tone,
peculiar to his people. Il know | have
done thee service. | would not hear
it again. | tTied to make thee swear
an oathzsDorothy, I am glad il was
not spoken. Tell me- now, though,
dost thou love this young man? Wilt
thou forswear thy religion, forsake the
faith of thy forefathers, and become
one Of the worlds people?"
Dorothy's eyes looked toward
Charles withsa mute appeal.
''Iie has saved both our lives, dear"
answers tho young man, in reply y
her glance "and he is worthy of your
love" Then his eyes seek the ground
again. He has received his life from
this mans hands, and now be will
speak 20 word to rob him Of his dear
est treasure.
"Speak Dorothy" Ephriam repeats.
at is for you to choose"
Dorothy's voice is choked with tears,
and her breast shaken with sobs, as
she answers.
"It is very, very wicked of nae,
Ephriam, but love him so
Then she stretches ost her helpless
hand, and the sweet lips whisper
Charles
Only a single word, but it decides
her life. In moment she is in her
lovers arms, and for the second time
that night unconscious.
The nobler man of the two goes out
unheeded into the storm to conquer
his heartaehe alone.
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No two sides of any human face are