Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1879-12-21

Poui'1o1, VIC salIeu lOrCI 10 tue pool.
The fun was at its height when Sir
Philip Trefusis and his daughter were
seen approaching. No one noticed them
till they were fairly on the ice. and then
we saw with alarm that they we're close
to spot where the ice had been broken
on the previous day for the convenience
OF certain ducks and geese, who were the
regular inhabitants of the pool, and
which, though now again frozen over,
would certainly not bear the weight of a
human being. Uncle Philip was the first
I to perceive their danger
''Back back! the ice is unsafe,'' he
shouted.
Edith Tretusis drew back, accordingly,
but her father, either not understanding
the warning or too proud to regard it,
maintained his course, and in another in
slant the ice crashed under his feet and
he disappeared. After a couple OF Sec
onds he rose again, and flinging his arms
wildly upwards with q hoarse cry of
Help! Save me!' once more disappear
ed, but this time did not rise again.
"Good God! he has gone under the
ice!' said a voice, and in a moment all
| was terror and confusion.
"Break the ice!" shouted one.
'Fetch a ladder!' said another.
run for a rope!" exclaimeda third.
A score OF suggestions, practicable and
lmpractlcable, were preferred in breath;
but the ringing voice of Richard Pol
Whele was heard above the tumuIt
"Sllence, all! DR.. Hamlyn, you have
cool head; you tell me what to do. A
gate, quick, and lay it over the hole!"
Meanwhile, in less time than it takes
to tell it. he had Invested himself of hat,
coat and boots, and without waiting tor
an answer, plunged into the ice-cold wa
ter. Twice he dived, without success.
tie had we'll chosen his aide in the doc
tor, quiet unassuming man, but Of iron
nerves and unlimited resources: and ere
he had risen for the second time couple
OF gates mad been lifted from their hing
es and laid one on each side OF the hoIe.
A third time he dived; and this time was
SO long beneath the surface that dread
came ever us lest he, too, should be lost
under the ice. But at last, after wha,
| seemed an age of suspense, he was seen
to rise once more.
"Help; I'm done!'' he gasped.
DR.. Hamlyn, kneel1ng on one of the
gates, caught his uplifted hand. Strong
arms were quickly outstretched to hel p
him.
mo, no; Philip frst!' he exclaimed;
and we found that he held Trefusis in
his failing grasp.
Under DR.. Hamlyn's directions they
were both, though with difficulty, lifted
out and laid on the bank. Sir Philip
was to all appearance beyond earthly
help, and a terrible fear came over us
that Uncle Dick, who was now insensi-
BILE, had sacrificed his own life to no pur-
pose. Never were words more welcome
than DIR. Hamlyn's assurance that he had
only tainted.
"Give him some brandy, some of you;
and rub his hands and feet.'
Eagag hands volunteered for the SER
vice; but almost ere they could begin
their task he opened his eyes and gazed
around.
"What's this? Ah!I remember now.
But where is Phillip" And shaking him
self like great Newfoundland dog, he
rose unassisted to his feet. Sir Philip
lay on the ground few feet of, white
and lifeless, his daughter weeping on her
knees beside him. Uncle Dick raised
her with infinite tenderness. ..-.
May, don't weep, pretty one; by Gods
help We'll win him back to life yet. Now
Lads, lend hand. Doctor, bring him
to my place. It is good deal near
er than his own house, and minutes are
precious just now.H
Under the doctors guild ance coats and
rugs were laid upon one of the gates;
and on this rude couch the silent form
was borne to the Lodge. Uncle Dick
himself led Edith, tenderly patting the
little hand which lay upon his arm, and
whispering CHEEKY words of hope and
comfort, Quickly we reached the Lodge
and the good doctor at once commenced
the struggle with the grim destroyer.
For more than an hour the household was
hushed In an awful quietness, each hard
ly daring to speak above whisper, till
that tremendous question should be de-
clded: Els it life or death?" Poor Edith
sat weeping apart, each moment adding
to her apprehension; while Howard, al
most equally distressed, vainly endeav-
cred to console her. At last after what
seemed an age of agonizing dread, the
door opened and Uncle Dick came forth,
and went straight to Edith.
"God is good to us, my child; your
father will live.' -,'
Edith threw herself tsobbing on his
breast. = d. .--'a.. $500 IL.
80, Mr.. Polwhele, how can 1 ever
thank you for your noble, generous -"
HWhon I'm 1rvar INV door if vo,,
don't mind putting it off little. be-
gin to realize that I'm slightly damp;
and I think it might be as we'll to put
on few dry clothes. You shall tell
me all about it at dinner, my child !" and
gently touching her forehead with his
lips, he made his escape.
Meanwhile, though the rescued man
had given to the experienced eye of the
doctor the welcome promise of life, there
was much to do to win him back to con-
scious existence. Still the resources of
skill and science were applied with un-
remitting energy; and after while the
watchers were rewarded by the patient |
opening his eyes, and saying, in feeble
voice:
"Dick, dear Dick! Where's iDick?-1 |
want to speak to Dick" ~
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What took place at that interview be-
tween the two old friends, so long sever
ed. none knew save themselves: but |
when some hours later we gathered round
the Widespread board, Philip Trefusis
and his daughter sat on either hand of |
our generous host.