Morris tribune., 1880-05-20

bleak strand for many q weary hour, now
returned to their small huts above the
sea- while saviors and shipwrecked slept,
without doubt, ere this in the same dark
tomb. Midnight cast its somher veil
over the whole frightful scene, and when
another day dawned, the tempest had
ceased, the sea lay calm, and the life
boat had not yet returned.
An hour hence, far out ON the horizon,
could be discerHed small craft, making
Roadway toward Lacquer and soon it en-
tered the bay, rowed by its two strong
heroes. The whole night they had strug-
gled with "might and mann" against the
wind and current, and miracle it was
accounted that they had in the dense OBJ
security been able to avoid the countless
rocks with which the Channel on this
side is thickly covered. They had in
| deed nobly performed their marine
| duty.
But why does the young fisherman hes
itate to dlsembark at the Greve2 Why
does one so brave shrink from rushing to
his cabin on the cliff, and there casting
himself in the arms of his fond mothers
Bravest among the brave Is his valiant
conduct esteemed. Why, then, does he
pause in humble attitude at the proud
thanks that await him? BY his side sits a
man of tall stature-a man for whose
life he has battled with the raging wa
tiers hour after hour-a man whose large,
dark eyes are filed with a tender light
as they rest upon the boy.
The boat having now safely passed the
jetty, the glad fisherman, who had gath
cred en- the narrow strand, met the
old and young friend with glowing
warmth of praise. Then, at sight of this
man, they fastened to him, exhibiting
every sign Of utmost JOY, pressing both
his hands afectionately within their
own: for we'll did they recognize the
stranger guest.
yet who among the group dare an
nounse to her the good news9"
"Her son himseltr cried the young
tisher-lad, with strange excitement.
A few minutes thereafter the brave
child is in the arms of his poor, waiting
mother.
"Mother, my dear mother, listen while
tell thee what happened this stormy
night, and may God teach me how tC
speak the words Alright. One of the mer
saved by us was once fisherman of the
Greve. A tempest surprised him while
at sea few months ago; his boat was
dashed to pieces on the rocks of Pater
noster; but as for himself, the man wa!
picked up by strange ship outward
bound. The ship continued on Its way
Obliging the fisherman to navigate grea
oceans, far away from home, from hi.
wife and his friends. Everybody be
heved he was dead. His wife and only
child wore a mourning. dress for him
wien the ship arrived at its destined
wharf, the unfortunate man received hi
discharge. He landed IN England on thu
day before yesterday and was already il
sight of his cabin at Lecque. where h
looked to find his dear wife and son
When fearful whirlwind brought hin
once more face to face with death. Blu
God came to his help" And the voice 0
the child grew faint and tremulous, whil
great tears rolled over his cheeks, ant
, falling at his mothers feet, he pressed he
hands convulslvely.
Mother, my good mother, learn tn
, happy truth! AS thou vast listening, dit
not thy heart-the heart which forgot it
own great sorrow before the sufferings 0
others, and sent me last night to the he'll
of sinking ship-did'st thou not know
yet how should'st thou be able t
! know?-that thou did'st send me to say
, the lie of my dear father? God led m
: to him. Let us return thanks that Co.
has given him back to us. Yes, moth
er, let us praise Him with all on
{ heart"
The boy could not add a single wor
more; but mother and son knelt together
and in this pathetic attitude mingle
their joyful tears at the mercy-seat G
God. Soon an approaching foot-ste
caught the sense, and, lifting their head
the two gentle worshipers beheld tn
dear returned wanderer standing on tn
threshold of the outer door.
A wild cry of joy echoed Throughout
the apartment, and the tender wife er
/ twined her arms about her husband
/ neck in long and close embrace, Will
: the brave fisherman returned the ton
} caress, his eyes, meanwhile, overfowln
( with greatful tears-kind eyes that sti
| regarded, despite their misty veil, wit
: touching emotion, the good, brave youn
l son to whom he ewed the happy reunio
3 of to-day.