Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1878-09-07
NO. 2l2.
From tue eunusy AFTERNOON Magazine.
A BIT OF FLOTSAM.
BY MARY A. z. STANSBURY.
Continued from Yesterday

Continued from Yesterday
She started violently at the sound of my
voice. Sparks seemed to fash from her
eyes and her whole figure dilated. She
put up her hand with such an expression
AS had never seen her wear.
'lndeed you shall not speak to him !"
she cried. Then in a moment. she sank
on her knees before me in passion of re-
morseiul tears. covering my hands with
kisses. 20. Mrs. Fairly! forgive me
she sobbed II did not mean it did not
know what l said But U, Mrs. Fairly! II
You have any love for me, not one word
TO Harry Promise me . promise me p
| raised her up and held her close to my
breast. My own tears were falling fast.
What could dop .......
20 Mrs. Fairly. say that you forgive
mep"
my child have nothing to forgiven n
said. land I will promise whatever you
wish"
She kissed me again and again. then
she went into her own little chamber and
shut the door. When she came out few
hours later, her face Was calm as ever.
shall never forget that evening. A
land breeze had blown for hours. and the
afternoon had been hot and sitting, but
now the wind changed. and we all went
outside for breath. No one seemed In
clined to talk.
"Sing. Faith :" said Harry, suddenly.
felt her start. 1t had been long sInce
he asked her last. There was little pause
and she began:
"she's game to dwell in heaven my lassie'
She's game to dwell in heaven!
Ye're owre pure, quo the voice Of God,
For dweliin' out Of heaven!
80 what1l she do 10 heaven, my lassiei
q wtst'll she do in heaven
She'll mix her ain thoughts wi angels sangs,
And make them msir meet for heaven!
There was strange sweetness 10 her
voice, unlike anything ever heard, as of
one beyond all earthly pain and passion.
| trembled while listened.
"Thy lips were ruddy and calm, my lassie!
Thy lips were rudy and calm
But game was the holy breath O. heaven,
To sing the evening psalm!"
No one spoke when she had done, but
Edith Gray bent and kissed her on the
lips.
A sail and lunch at Eagle Island had
been planned for next day. We were
all to go, but when morning came Mrs.
Gray was suffering from headache Edith
would have remained with her, but she
insisted that she only wished t. be quiet.
so it was arranged lnat l should stay at
home. in case of her needing attention.
and Harry take Miss Gray and Faith in
the boat. Harry and Edith were chatting
gaily as they Set off Tor the landing, but
Faith was very still. The same new calm
was In her face. which it had worn since
yesterday. 1.-The mountains shall bring
peace" came to my mind, as l looked at
her. s-t
They started quite early, for Miss Gray
was anxious to collect some pretty varie-
ties OF shells which Harry had told her
abounded along little cove on the Ice OF
the island. The day was beautiful and
telt no anxiety, tor Harry was good
sailor, and wuh Faith at the tiller, telt
wholly at home upon the water.
Alas how little We know what the next
hour may bring! Do you know what
white squall" meansp A summer day,
"A cloudless sky. sea flowing smooth as
liquid glass. sails all SIT to the light
breeze, ripping foam parted about the
prov aud meeting in long wake OF light
behind the rocking boat; then, in mo
ment. in the twinkllng OF nm eye, with no
warning IRON above or beneath save ono
white crest OF spray away to The wind
ward. sweeping down with the rush OF
the hurricane-the tempest has passed;
and behind it are splintered masts and
shivered sails. and, too often, capsized
boat and poor souls struggling In the
yeasty sea
Thus 1t was with the little craft that
ht Id our three precious lives. l do not
Ike even now to thiuk OF that hour! 1t
is all like horrible dream.-the running
TO and iro OF helpless women--fOr the
fishermen who lived nearest were all
| away for their days work; the beating Of
the cruel surf upon the rocks and out
there, seen plainly through the glass, the
black shape ot the overturned boat and
three iorms clinging to its slippery sides.
IL tossed about III tne waves-their hold-
| ing out was question OF SECONDS now,
and the lieboat from the landing, . mile
above, was but just launched. God help
us-two were gonel A merciful swoon
| came to save The poor mother IRON mad
ness. The third form vanished in the
depths! But mercilul heaven what was
| the black speck moving towards us through
| the foam The Eyes OF the gathering
crowd were fastened on it,-our very
hearts ceased beating! Could it be posi-
BILE? 1t was 1t Was! y the awful sus-
pense Battling with the cross-sea, dis
appearing Tor an instant, rising again.
nearer and nearer 1t came. Two strong
men waded tar out into the surf-they
threw u rope-thank God 1t tghtened!
steadily. steadily, stout hands drew IL in.
Once aud again thank God! tor there was
not one but twol A woman's form lay
prone across the spent swimmers Shout
ders. Gently they ioosened the clinging
arms, and harry struggled, gssping. 10
his knees. His gaze iel ON tns lace Of
her he had saved. The tense muscles of
his own face relaxed; he threw both arms
above his head. aud with one cry OF
| Edith p in u voice OF unutterabls love
he Tell back iainting on the sand.
When he came to himself again. he was
lying ON his own bed. His eyes opened
wonderingly, then with sudden rush OF
consciousness he tried weakly 70 rise,
'Faitn!' he said eagerly.
God forgive me 7 but was cruel.
had no paty for him then. corid see