Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1880-11-20
ON THE CLIFF.
an ADVENTURE AT YARMOUTH.

There was one hotel and some half-dozeD
shops and other houses where lodgings were TO
be obtained; but slight az was the accommoda-
ton. It fully equaled the demand.
just the place for fellow TO be able to
sketch without people coming to look over his
shoulder. was the comment Of Hugh Carson. a
Young artist, as he took his first stroll upOn
The sands.
A tall, wellbuIlt young fellow, with legs
rather long for his body. and a iace rather
heavy in repose. but bright and winning when
ne Smiled. The tide was cut, a few fishermen
were mending their nets and tarring their
boats. and a lady and child were down upon
the rocks near the edge of the sea.
" bright blt OF color on those dark rocks >
he said. with the Island ON the left ana the
sea beyond. and that abrupt heailand coming
Unjust the thing to begin WITH
He had hts sketching block under his arm
ana his cOiOT-DoX In his pocket. and, Sitting
down on the sand-hllS he set rapidly 10 work.
For an hour and half he worked steadily, and
then the bright bit OF color and the child
on at his SKETCH and was almost startled when
a shadow passed across his paper. He glanced
up. and saw girl OF some twenty years old,
with a younger one OF seven or eight. The
child dropped the hand she was holding, and
came fearleSsiy up.
PLEASE may look at your pIcture?"
He nodded silently, and went on with his
painting.
80 cousin Amy, such pretty picture! and
lOOE,'
Ec xii SldLCtu d. tUS dI ISL tskJ ueitupr pY
look nor motion did he second tie child's re-
quest: and with a little shrug of her shoulder
she turned away, and walked On slowly until
OVertaken by her cousin.
himself. II ought to have got up and grinned
and taken OF my hat, / suppose, and asked her
TO look at 1t; but It's no use. | can't get on
with women. | never can think what to say
to them. j have no doubt she thought me
perfect bear. And so am. But suppose It's
nay nature" And he went on with his paint
lEg. ''One O'Clock; it's time TO so In TO dinner.
The tide Is coming up and covering the rocks;
will finish it tomorrow morning."
The next day he worked until dinner, and
was greatly coDtented with the result.
1t will make capital thing" he said. 81
have been very lucky with the lights. do
think It will be the best thing have DONE
His pleasure was little marred by the fact
that the TWO girls had again been out On the
rocks. and had on their return passed close by
him; but this time the Child had kept close to
her cousin.
Offended evidently was bis muttered COM
ment. land 10 wonder. wish was not such
BEAR
The following morning he was late 10 start
Ing for stroll across the sands. The tide had
already turned, and there are few places on the
coast Whe'a 1t comes In more rapidly than Oh
the BarilOuth sands. For a long time IFS ap-
pToach is so gradual that IL can hardly be no.
tced; but When 1t reaches a certain point Ii
comes In with startling speed.
There are those girls on the rocks again"
ne said, and he shaped mis- course so as to carry
him to the right OF them. lie had not gone
fifty yards along the edge Of the sand when he
heard loud cry behind him. He looked round
ard saw that the elder girl who was reading.
had risen from a camp-StOoI On which she was
sitting, and that the child was on the rocks, al
ready cut of By rapidly Increasing stream of
water. The cry of the child on discovering her
situation was echoed by her companion, VINO
was about to rush into the water when Hugh
ran up.
All right, little one he shouted cheerily.
So saying, he waded into the water. which
was already nearly up TO his waist, reached
the little girl. took her in his arms and carried
her to the shore.
There you are. as right as possible" he
said, as he put her down; 'but you must mind.
missy, for the tides are very rapid here"
THANK you so very much, Sir the elder
girl said: 'it Is most kind OF you"
The artist looked into The flushed face of the
girl. and the eyes in which the tears were
standing. and his hablJual shyness fell upon
odds at all, he raised his hat and turning upon
his heel, again pursued his walk.
He really is bear" Amy Herbert said as
she hurried of with the child toward the sand
hills, pursued by the fast-riSlng tide: land yet
oy his voice, | am sure he could be very nice If
he liked"
Amy Herbert had no experience whatever of
shy men She was the only daughter OF a
very wealthy Manchester cotton-splnner and
Manchester does not class Shy young men
among Its productions. She was accustomed
TO admiration; for she was pretty and an
helIess, and In both capacities made much of:
but, though little Maynard and w1llful. from
always having her OWE way, she was really IN
spelled. and was as bright aud iovable girl as
was 10 be found IN the metropolis or cotton.
For the next two days Hugh Carson missed
the young lady and Child from the shore, but
several times saw the futter OF a light-coiored
dress high up on the hills behind Barmouth
.'That rising tide has given her fright" he
said TO himself, ''and they've taken TO the
nils. Rather nuisance because have done
with these flats. and shall be doing the hills
myself. However, they are extensive enough
Without our running against each other as we
always seem TO be doing here
liz fact, as Hugh and his acquaintance took
their meals az about the same hour. aud both
came In at the very last moment before them
it is not singular that each day they had.
either morning. afternoon. or evening. met at
least once in the uuIet little street. and each
Time Hugh raised his hat, Miss Herbert bowed
frlgidly, and her little cousin nodded brightly
once when he passed the door of their lodging
Just as they were going in, the child ran across
The road as her cousin entered and put her
hand into his and talked TO him for two or
three minutes, and conveyed to him the thanks
OF her mamma, who was not strong. aud did
not go out much for having carried her across
the tide. For the next three days Hugh Car
son was engaged IN painting picturesque old
farmhouse lying far On the hill. The subject
was asa a good one, and. he set to to produce a
Hhlsned picture On the spot, and worked at IL
rom early morning, as long as the light lasted
making his breakfast and lunch off milk, and
Ulcdu anu CHEESE GDtSlneQ at the farm house
I pom the third evening he was returning from
MS work. walking along the edge of the hill.
looking down upon the sea, when he came
upon the little girl lying on the ground, crying
bitterly. 'S
Why, little one. what is the natter"
Inc cnlId, who had not heard him approach
Ing leaped TO her feet. and upon seeing who il
was, look OF pleasure flashed across her tear
stained lace.
20. please sir. do help me. Cousin Amy has
tumbled down the hill"
GOOD gracious, child. where has she fallen2,
Hugn said In horror for the spot where they
stccd was above one OF the steepest slopes be
tween Yarmouth and Harech.
down there, sir; she was picking a flower
when she slipped; and can't get at her, but
can see her.
And the child led the young artist to point
tuIther Oh, where the plateau projected, and
the face or the hill where Amy had fallen was
visible.
The slope where she had slipped was very
steep, but became even sleeper lower down.
Then rocky ledge projected and below it an
abrupt precipice some fifty feet high. Amy
Herbert lay on the ledge. She had rolled down
Oh 10 IL, and had evidently struck her head. for
feet wide; ana, from the position In which the
girl lay IL was probable that, at the first move
ment made as she came to, she would roll over
the edge.
IAN right, little one; don't cry; will get to
cousin Amy. She has hurt herself: but dare
say she Will be all right when get 10 her,"
Hugh spoke cheenully, but he was by no
means sure that the girl was not killed He
looked closely at the grassy slope, was easy
enough 10 slide down; but once down, there was
no getting up again. He was fully mile and
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