Northern tribune. [volume] (Cheboygan, Mich.) 1875-1885, 1881-08-13

and had 1t not been for young girl who
had been watching the bathers from heI
seat upon the rocks, all hope of rescue
would have been futile.
| Encumbered as she had been by heI
clothing, regardless of all peril to her.
self, Miss Carter had cOurageOusly breast.
ed the pillows, and succeeded in reach
ing the spot where the mother and child
had sunk.
When they arose to the surface her
brave young arms had been ready, and
with almost superhuman exertiOn the
girl had been able to keep herself and
them up until help arrived.
If had loved Rosa Carter before,
wOrshipped her now as l clasped my
little nephew and namesake in my arms,
and heard my brother, in tones tremul-
Gus with repressed feeling, express his
thanks to her but for whose noble cOur-
age he would have been wifeless, child
less man.
After that the veil of reserve was lift
ed between Miss Carter and myself, and
before long we grew to be very good
friends.
But the summer days which had been
so full of pleasure for me were fast
drawing to close, and as yet had not
dared to speak plainly of what was in
my heart.
One afternoon as walked on the sands
thinking some such thoughts, a rustic of
drapery caused me to look up. There
beside me was the sweet face of Rosa
Carter.
My eyes must have expressed the fer
vency of my admiration, for hers dropped
beneath their gaze. We talked for a
while upon casual subjects; then she
told me something that caused my heart
to sink with dismay. In few days her
mother and herself were to leave for her
home.
AS she spoke sudden determination
sprang into existence within my mind.
Now was my time. Then and there
would learn my fate. began falter-
ingly, but as she neither drew away from
nor rebuked me, gaining courage went
on more boldly until at length l had told
her all-that my life's happiness was in
her hands, to make or mar.
"DO you know who 1t is to whom you
are speaking thus?" she asked, almost
in whisper, her voice trembling with
some restrained emotion.
slave you no recollection of ever
meeting me befOre?"
She raised one tiny wrist, about which
cleaned jeweled circlet. From it de-
pended golden coin.
'Years ago." she said, in low, soft
voice, this was bestowed together with
the better gift of kind words, upon poor
child. Instead of expanding it as direct
ed, she suffered the punishment which
she had dreaded from her cruel aunt's
hands, and kept the golden coin. That
ignorant, uncared for child, Mr.. Aubrey,
although it may seem almost incredible,
and Rose Carter are one and the same.
A kind lady who was alone in the world,
saw and pitied my neglected condition,
and upon my aunt's death took me and
educated me, and brought me up as her
own. That golden talisman has never
left me, and will not till l die. You say
that you do not deem yourself worthy to
ask for my love. Know. then, that I'M
sought in has been yours all these years.
AS child loved and treasured your
image; as a woman"
She paused, and a charming color
suffused her pure face.
"Oh, ROse?" l exclaimed, as I clasped
the sweet speaker to my heart, chow
little l thought that so simple an act of
kindness would be so royalty requited in
the future"
As we walked back together beside the
waves, my heart within
me sang p@an of joy; for felt that in
winning the love of my noble Rose l had
gained that which would make my whole
future existence one long realm of
brightest sunshine.