Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1880-08-29

Then voice knew said. Toms just
off, but the mornings wet and stormy,
sir. Be advised and stay below; you"
[ had lain down again and was asleep
once more before he had completed the
sentence.
I must have slept some time when
dull sound aroused me. I gazed about
and 1t was not till the clock door burst
open and the bird came out that recol-
lected where was.
| "Cuckoow I counted six strokes.
Then the dull distant sound came down
upon the wind and I began to wonder
what 1t was.
| A third time, louder, and now sflatter,'
so to speak, as If the wind had caught
the noise and borne it against the stone
pillar wherein lay. I could hear Dob
son and his companion hurrying to and
fro, and in few moments, as the former
passed the door, called aloud and he
came in hastily.
"Whatis the matter, Do5sonGa
"Vessel drifting in, disabled. She'll
strike fear. Their signaling for help
-don'tye hear the guns2"
| He was gone. Guns A vessel in dis
tress Here was an adventure, indeed. I
leaped out of bed and hurried throgh my
toilet, from time to time looking out
upon the angry, tumbling sea, driven in
before southwest gale, in broken hills OF
water.
I assembled to the gallery, and the
grandeur Of the scene beneath took my
attention for moment from the reeling
yacht that was drifting helplessly, it
seemed, fairly down upon the cruel line
of Jagged rocks that were now and then
visible to Windward.
"Now, mate, said Dobson, "you and
me must take this job in hand. Well
cross the rock before she strikes yonder,
and save the poor fellows
To their establishment volunteered to
help.
"Excuse me, sir, but you ain t any good
in this. You can bear hand on the lite
line, howsomever; and if we should not
both turn up to muster, why"
Without another word they shook
hands solemnly with me and with each
other, and then descended to the rock. I
folio ved to the door and made fast the
lines they had secured about their waists.
The sea was now sweeping over the rocks,
and the Kissing of the foam was like es-
Gaping steam or the horrid whizzing of
an avalanche, which few can hear and
1--we after they have heard it.
The men disappeared found the rock
and left me standing at the door irreso-
lutte, a lifeline in my hand, a bouy at.
tached to it hanging ready for use.
A loud cry attracted my attention.
cracking, grinding notes.-the vessel had
struck, and as [ looked over the rushing,
swirling waves l could see, though in
distinctly, three white faces and three
pair OF arms struggling in the water. I
was fasc1nated-1 could only stare. Help
was still out of the question, but even as
/ gazed one swimmer, with great pres
ence of mind, turned with the waves to-
ward the lee of of the lighthouse to a
spot where in momentary eddy he
might be saved.
saw this now, and pulling myself
together STEPPED cautiously just without
the reach of the Kissing waves which
swooped in masses down upon the rocks
| auo Si1o III ouOOtA loyC VI HdtCl, llhS
thick glass, into the boiling surf beneath.
When had reached a coign of vantage
the poor swimmer was still bravely bat
thing with the undertow, and in few
moments 7 hoped to be able to heave the
life buoy to his assistance.
It seems so real to look back upon,
and were I not sure of all this sad morn
ing's work could almost believe it fan
Icy. But there was no time to think
what to do. In another moment I had
grasped the line and was about to swing
the buoy 10 the struggling drowning
man, when I recognized his feateres,
Notwithstanding the wild spray and dis
heveled hair that was matted by the
salt water around his forehead.
She swimmer was Frederick Brastom e
the man who had all but killed my
darling sister-the traitor!
My arm fell listlessly by my side.
Agnes was dying, poor darling, almost
within sight of the heaving sea which
bore her faithless lover on its angry bos-
ON; and should I save his life when he
has wrecked hers? Mol My revenge was
complete. I had him in my power.
The demon tempted me to let him bide
and die, and yet a strange sad compass
sion for the heartless destroyer of my
sisters life in his dire extremity filled
my heart.
he recognized me and called gasping-
ly for help; help for Agnes sakel Did
he dare to trade his safety on her blight
ed life! And yet at the sound of her
name the thought that she had forgiven
him his trespasses against her now pre-
vailed. I called out and hove the life
buoy close to him. He was almost
spent, but he clutched at it with the
grasp of drowning men. Assisted by
the waves, hauled him almost sense
less to the rock alivei (The yacht drove
on the reef just then, and the crew were
rescued after.)
Thank heaven, had saved himi Now
that he was free from danger felt more
at ease. The black cloud of revenge had
passed away, and Agnes pure influence
had worked wondrous change in me.
He lay insensible, but in a short
time Dobson and his mate, having
hauled the others out of danger, came to
my assistance, and they carried Bras
tome in and laid him on the bed.
could not see him, though I saved
| his life. bat afterWard I heard the facts