The Sunday herald. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1866-1887, 1882-08-13

asked of the officer, nodding toward the bea-
con, through the transpatencies of which
steady stream of light was still pouring,
though the sun was doing its best to dim its
glory.
The inspector frowned al only know
that the keepers neglecting his duty"
The sailor shook his head. Something
more's amiss, Pm thinking. The light come
near playing lis a iack-o lantern trick lust
before day. She put on her night-cap all Of
sudden, aud twas like the pole.star had
let loose o. the compass needle. little
more'n we'd n dashed tpon the reefs, only
sie walked zip aid showed us her sinners.
And not wink has she took since. Some
what's wrong. Cap'n Dutton's been prompt
as tho sun these twenty years."
"Capt. Dutton2 Is't Capt. Kyle button
that's keeper of the lighthouse yonder :"
asked one Of the briggs passengers, starting
forward, excitely.
eyes, Kyle Dutton. He's queer chap,
hut he amt the fellow TO shirk duty"
In moment the stranger had asked to be
put ashore.
The landing was effected with little risk,
but those of the boats crew who assembled the
clifI and sought entrance TO the tower found
themselves banlod. The ladder was gone,
the iron door barred, and all their pounding
aWOkc no response Olher IMAM inc WuIueu
echoes from the interior.
eve may get in through the window"
said the inspector. " Hodges, fetch the boat
hook"
The hook was brought, and at the second
throw caught over the iron balcony under
Dame buttons window.
The inspector climbed the rope, followed
by the others, and soon admission was gained
to the room beneath.
Here's one of the Seven Sleepers," said
Dick Trail, going up TO the couch. He
started back. Why, it's the Cap'n's
mother, and she looks as il she were dying"
Two of the men gathered closer to see what
they could do for the poor woman, and the
others began 20 search the tower. No clew
to the mystery, IL mystery it contained, was
found below. Together in silence they
mounted the winding stairway.
A flood of mellow light poured upon the
group Ms the officer opened the door into the
lautern-room. There upon the floor, bathed
in the glory, lay Huldah Deane. To her
locked senses, lulled into unconsciousness
by the roar of the storm.lashed ocean, the tn
multi in the tower had never reached.
She was only awakened now by feeling
herself lifted in n pair of stout arms, and
strained to the breast of the stranger sea
man.
Huldah lluldah My little one my
daughter ~ she heard a tender voice muir
murng, and in her glimmer of conscious
ness felt hot tears dropping on her face.
After the first wild emotion of joy, what n
sense of rest the child had, feeling the pro
tecting arms of her father about her For
the stranger, who had endured shipwrccls
and danger, was none other than lIuldah's
father.
With only tho name of Kyle Dutton, who
had taken lluldah from the orphanage where
he had placed her before sailing on his last
fated voyage, TO furnish him a clow, Capt.
Deane, after vain search of months, had
been guided into the presence of his child by
the beacon her little hands had lighted.
There were honest tears in the eyes look
| ing upon this reunion neither did one of
| those strong hearts fail to respond with a
thrill of admiration as the daughter rccounted
| TO her father the trials to which her fortitude
and courage had been subjected during the
| past night OF tempest and awful solitude.
1t was several hours later that Kyle Dut-
| ton returned from the mainland. His boat
| had been washed ashore, and only after a
| terrible struggle had he succeeded in reach
| ing n place where there were kindly hands
| to succor him. With him came the physi-
elan he had gone to seek. The shadow of
death that had hung over the lighthouse
during that terrible night was lifted, and be
| fore many days the good dame was able to
join in the rejoicing over the happiness that
had come to Huldah Deane.--lhS. VI. s.
| Peters, IN Haper'S Young People.