Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1880-10-20
A Woman, After All 4!

1t is very wrong
why, little Darthy? Tell me why
Thou knowest favor is deceiitul and
beauty vain. We ought to bear testl-
mony against the vanity Of personal
looks -.
Ought We, Then tell me why it
pleased Providence to make you so, my
small cousin.
Hush, Charles, l will not permit
thee to speek TO me in this manner
And little Dorthy Hicks, the Quakeress,
nut on the gravest air and struggled
valiently to turn the corners OF he
mouth down when they wanted to turn
up.
Don't look so serious, little GIRL
You positively alarm me- And Char-
les MAYNARD burst into hearty laugh
that echoed through the poplar trees in
the old garden. Now tell me, Dorothy
I insist upon knowing, as a member
of your family, consider that l have
the right to be iniormed-are you gong
to marry Broadbrim
Friend Ephraim IS an estimable
man, Charles thou mus not speak ol
him thus
Took Dorothy. There he is. l
will quote no proverbs, but the rim OF
his hat just turned the corner as |
spoke. Now don't look as If you wanted
to 90 back to the house, for yOu are not
going. III tell you secret. When
was down TO the river this morning l
found boat with a tempting pair oil
oars living in it, and made up my mind
that Dorothy Hicks and her wicked,
worldly cousin from the populous city
o. New York, were going for row IN
tat very boat this evening 1t is
neigLbor IIancock's boat
Yes. But, Charles, l fear 1t is my
dutr.-'
No It isn't. You know YOU don't
want to spend this lovely evening in the
house entertaining Broadbrim, and you
want the sunset on the river
Dorothy looked doubtiully toward
the house and wlstlully toward the
river.
Femme qui heslie est Dorothy,
which means If we don't hurry, Gray
coat will come ont and catch u.s.
Charles takes DOrotby's hand in his
and IN a moment they are on their way
to the shore.
But, Charles, see that cloud in the
south. Ii there were to be a slorm?
But there will not; come, jump in.'
The oa.s we're lifted into The rowlock,
Dorothy takes the management OF the
rudder in her hands, and coon they are
gliding over the smooth surface OF the
water. leaving track Of sllyery bubbles
behind them. It is a lovely evening"
The mistry shadows are gathering IN
cast and west; the clouds blood red and
purple, are casting rosy light all over
the broad river; fresh breeze is blow
inc round their faces, and waves splash
AGAINST the sides Of their boat Ike low
monotOnous music. Charles is talking
about his home, telling Dorothy about
his aunts and cousins he has not seen
for a long time, and amusing her with
stories Of his college days, and his
efforts to make his way in his profession
which were so unsuccessful at first.
Neither of them notices the breeze
grows fresher, and that the dark cloud
in the south has spread over the horizon
and is covering it with darkness
Presently low. muttering growl OF
thunder startles .hem from the dream
into which they had fallen.
Turn back, Charles, turn back :
screamed Dorothy, the stormis upon
us!' They had been rowing with the
tide: The river is very wide, and the
increasing force OF the waves and the
wind together is stronger that when
they attempt to turn about the water
rushes into the tiny boat. Both faces
GROW pale in the murky light as they
see the danger.
1T is impossible; you can't do it"
Tell me, Dorothy, what is that dark
object just ahcad:'
1t is a ledge OF rocks, but when the
tide comes in from the sea it will be
coyered.' and with a low moan Dorothy
sauk from her seat and covered hel
face with her hands.
we will try ana land there. The
tide will not turn for an hour
The effort was successful. The
lledae is reached, ard Charles carries
Dorothy to the very highest rock an'
| lays here gently down.
MY love, my little love- he cne'
kissing her helpless bands u have
kissed you:'
'stopv she exclaimed. Listen
There is a boati 1t is coming this way.
Dorothy is upon her sknecs, and a wil'
cry Of thanksgiving comes from he
lips. 49,,
Ephriam Ford had followed them
The heavy boat with its single occu
= pant is strong enough to resist th'
waves, and as he hears them, they g
down to meet him.
.Backv he cries, 4 will not take bu
one of you; it Is not safe.'
= The grim Quaker, with bis stern
!, emo.ionless face, wrenches away th
slender hands that cling to Charles
/ AMI clasplng Dorothy tightly in hi
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