The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1876-12-14

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7 was wearing widows weeds, and mourn
ing its dead as the great loss Of lie.
wouldn't bear talking about, SO she KEEP
silence, and tried to Wear q brave lace,
t Lett alone, she found with some surpris
that she didn't want to cry, All the morn
ing she had felt that to creep away some
where and weep, and weep her heart out
J would be so good; but tears are contrary
things. She sat there dulled into calm
! that was almost content. She was think
ing Of the time when Paul had visited thu
island, and climbed about that very cave
On the very bookshelf where She sat he
might perhaps have rested She liked Il
think So. II brought him nearer
a little later. she put her sketch away
and crept down to u broad ledge, where
through the arch. the exquisite sky line
was visible. The surf tumbIed and chimed
like distant bells. She lay as il fascinated,
her eyes fixed upon the shining horizon
Somewhere far bey0nd it was the spot
where The good ship which held her al
went down. Down where? Her imagin.
alton run riot. Cleaying the liquid depths
TO the lnmOst sanctuary OF ocean, she saw
the golden sands, the shadoWy green light
percolatin% through miles OF water! te
everlasting repoSe which reigncd there be
y0nd the reach OF storm, wind Or hu(r.
cane. She tried to iiy the wandering inn
ages, and to think of it as a haven no less
tranquil than the quiet mounds under
VIII n are pilloWed beloved heads on earth
But it wonid not stay Thoughts Of tenn
pest and fury. of chill piping winds whip
ping the foam from the waves, OF roar and
tumult and heaEing wilderness OF dark
waters came over; ard through the refrain
OF Jean ln9eloWs pathetic strain mixed
ana biehded
And shall see tbce 10 more.
l'ilI the sea Gives UP It, dead
.,,aot 1r,,a. t,roo1 ,l,.,,,,.,1t.o., t.o,,o,+,
the rlosod croIids and sha oahlo1 c'''.'tI
Paul, Paul, how can bear -
And then she thought. AS she had
thought before. how Glad She should ho
to dc, Lille didn't seem desirable INV
longer. and !, wontl be blessed 10 be
with Paul. even II tbe bottom OF the
| laqhes droopcd mora ana more hnayijy.
peace fell lipon thc brow ana in4. sLr
was asleep. and areAmino q swect inytnl
dream How lone she Slept size never
knew. She awoEe with = sensation of in
tense cold. lhe sre! or sluinDer was So
strong upon her that for a moment she
lia not realize what had taken place.
! The cave WAS hall tuI uf water. Her
feet and the hem Of her dress were H.
ready wet; ami TIE roar ol the waves be-
meath the hardly lislinouishable archway
| told that the tjdc had .urprisaI another.
victim. and already the ayrnue of a4ranr
was barred
Was this 1he answer ta some unSp0l,cn
| PRAYER?
The thought flashed u,ou her. Had
| she really prayed for death? Here it
was. close at hand. An! She was con
scious of no plaaness-only an instructive
desire for life II WAS too dreadful TO lie
drowned in that hole. and washed away
| like "A weed life was worth liyinr after
all.
Had somebody s2iI or was She dream
| inu that = nnrtion Of fhn navr was lAit
uncovered by the waterp She cou}d not
remember and now she searched about
fnr some indication An snralv this nte
one--a cork. a sclap Of paper lodae1 on
the higber shelf G4oile things which u
tide must inevitably have washed nv2y
With that instinct Of property which sur-
wives shinwrrrI and tire shp col}4rtnl her
drawing materials and other little belong
mos and retreated with Them IN ,ti.
sI7le pace OF reIuge, wrapped her cloak
about hef' ana, VITA loided hah"S' s't
down to await her fate
lhe cave was iuli OF pale green Hght,
| It was beautiful TO see, as the advancing
flow rose, ledge over ledge and ilooded
the fairy pools, how each star-1loWer and
! sea urculn, ;'3ch CRIMSON anu golufh
weed, tremb!ed and GuIvered as with de-
light at its refreshing tonch. Each anem.
one threw wide It's petals ana eNpanded
| into tul blossoms to meet the spray pap
tism. No mortal eye ever looked upon
sight more charmln%i put ITS beauty was
lost to the shiTerinS ana terrified grL
The doorway had quite Disappeared
Sharp spray dashed against her dress.
The lron3 Struck her iare She shrank
and cluno more TIGHTLY to the rock, 4
PRAYER rose to her lips; and through the