The weekly herald. [volume] (Cleveland, Tenn.) 1876-1888, 1879-12-18

uib nhnub ndgeted ana tremDled; he
seemed all OF quIver. expected him
TO break into paroxysm every second.
No one spoke. We went slowly along,
watching each other. At last he said
something.
IL will get out, he said, in an odd,
nervous way.
With pleasure, said All Sin a min
ute
why not now2 Why not now, sir2'
he said, seeming to shake from head to
foot.
Where are you going to get2-into
the riyerP' / admired Alf's coolness; /
envied him. 1 only hoped he wouldn't
let it carry him too far.
The man glowered at him; for mo-
ment he looked him full in the face. 1
never saw look in mans eyes like
that in his. ALI returned him look for
look. Slightly, almost imperceptibly,
he quickened his stroke. A little lower
down was little hamlet with we'll
known inn and capital landing-stage.
When We came alongside, the stranger
said, This will do, I'll get out here
He turned the boat inshore. No
sooner were we near enough than he
rose in his seat and sprang on to the
beach. There were several people
about, watermen and others. ALI was
after him in an instant; he rose almost
simultaneously and leaped on shore; he
touched him on the shoulder.
Now come he said, don't be foolish,
we know all about it,
The other turned on him like flash
of lightning. What do you meanP'
But Tom was too quick for him; he
was on the other side and took his arm.
Come, he said, don't let's have row.
The stranger raised himself to his full
height and shook off Tom with ease.
He then hit out right and left in splen-
did style. Tom and ALI went down
like ninepins. But my blood was up.
l scrambled on shore and ran on to him,
lodged his blows, and closed. 1 am
pretty strong. He was old enough to
be my father: but found had met my
match and more. was like baby in
his arms; he lifted me clean off my feet
and threw me straight into the river.
1t was a splendid exhibition of strength.
Tom and Alf, finding their feet, made
for him together, and scrambling out as
best l could, followed suit. You
never saw such setout. We clung to
him like leeches. The language he used
was awful, his strength magnificent;
though we were three to one, he was a
match for all of us. OF course the by
ISLANDERS, seeing row, came up; they
interfered and pulled us off.
Here is pretty gol' said one
Whats all this?'
Stop himl lay hold of him!' said Alf:
hes lunatic.
"A WHAT? said the man.
He's a lunatic, escaped from DR..
Rawle's asylum
Instead of lending a hand, the man
went off into roar of laughter, and
the others joined. The stranger looked
literally frantic with rage. A gentle.
man stepped out from the crowd. There's
some mistake, he said, 'this gentleman
is Mr., Travers, of Follhurst Hail.
You could have knocked us all three
down with feather, I do believe. :
Gould it be possible? Could we have
been such idiots as to have mistaken q
sane man for lunatic ? and that man
Lillian Travers' fatherP I could have
sunk into my boots; l could have run
away and hid myself in bed. To think
that we should have dogged, and watched
and insulted, and assaulted the man of
all others in whose good books we wished
to stand-Lilian Travers' fatherl Never
did three men look such fools as we did.
We rendered our apologies ar best we
could to the man we had so insulted;
but he treated us and them with loftiest
scorn; and we got one after another into
the boat amidst the gibes and jeers of
an unsympathetic crowd. And as we
rowed from the wretched place as fast
as our oars would take us, e.each of us
in our secret heart declared we should
never forget our adventure up the river
with lunatic. And we haven't. From
that day to this have never seen Lillian
Travers, nor do I wish to. --Harper'8
Weekly.