The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1882-07-18
WOODSFIELD MONROE COUNTY, OHIO TUESDAY, JULY 1882

we'd dashed upon the reefs, only she
walked up and showed as her sinners -
And not wink has she took since -
Somewhat's wrong. Cap'n Dutton's been
prompt as the sun this twenty year."
"Captain Dutton2 Is't Captain Kyle
Dutton that's keeper OF the lighthouse
yonder ?" asked one of the briggs pas
sengers, starting forward excitedly.
"Yes, KYLE Dutton He's a queer
chap, but he amt the fellow to shirk
duty"
In moment the stranger was asked
to be put ashore.
The landing was effected with little
risk, but those Of the boats crew who
ascended the cliff aud sought entrance
to the tower found themselves bsff1ed -
The ladder was gone, the iron door bar
red, and all their pounding awoke no re.
sponse other than mufilsd echoes from
the interior.
awe may get in through a window"
said the Inspector. Hodges, fetch the
boat.hook
! The hook was brought, and at the Sec
ond throw caught over the iron balcony
under Dame Dutton's window.
The Inspector climbed the rope, fol.
lowed by the others, and soon admis-
sion was gained to the room beneath.
"Here's one of the Seven Sleepers,
said Dick Trail, going up to the couch.
He started hack. "Why, it's the Cap Is
mother, and she looks as if she were
dying"
Two Of the men gathered closer to
see what they could do for the poor wo-
man. and the others began TO search the
tower. No clew to the mystery, if mys.
terry it contained, was found below
Together in silence they mounted the
winding stairway.
A food OF mellow light poured upon
the group as the officer opened The door
into the lantern room There upon the
floor, bathed In the gloiv, lay Huldah
Deane. To her locked senses, lulled in.
to Inconsistencies by the roar OF the
storth-lashed ocean, the tumult iu the
tower had never reached.
She was only awakened by feeling her.
self lifted in pair OF strong arms, and
strained to the breast of the stranger
seaman
.Huldah Huldah! My little one
my daughter she heard tender voice
murmuring, and in her glimmer of con-
seriousness felt hot tears dropping on
her face.
= After the first wild emotion OF Joy,
what sense OF rest the child had. feel
ing the protecting arms Of her father
about her! For the stranger, who had
endured shipwreck and danger, was none
other than Huldah's father.
With only the name of Kyle Dutton,
who bad taken HuIdah from the Orphan
age where he had placed her before sail
ing on his last fated voyage, to furnish
him clew, Captain Deane, after a vain
searcissof months, had been guided into
the presence OF his child by the beacon
ber little hands had lighted
There were honest tears in the eyes
looking upon this reunion; neither did
one of those strong hearts fail to re-
spond with thrill of admiration as the
daughter recounted to her father the
trials to which her fortitnde and cour.
age had been subjected during the past
night Of tempest and awfnl solitude.
1t was several hours later that KYLE
Dutton returned from the mainland =
His boat had been washed ashore. and
only after terrible struggle bad be sue
ceeded in reaching a place where there
were kindly hands to suecor hin.. With
him came the physician he had gone to
seek. The shadow of death that had
hung over the light house during that
terrible night was lifted, and before
many days the good dame was able to
jnin in the rejoicing over the happiness
that hal come. to Huldah Deane.-Har.
per's Young People.