The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1882-02-03

self, and after struggle succeeded in
bringing the drowning person safely to
the shore. A hundred ready hands soon
dragged them in, and the roaring water
hissed away in wrath, banked of its
prey. Cheers and praises which
sounded strangely to his English ears
were all unheeded. The dawn had re-
vealed to Blakely that the lady he had
rescued was Miss Clayton. He would
the day. before have given his future to
know that she was on board. - uu
He saw her safely bestowed, andthen
hurried off to assist the other passen.
gers. No lives were lost, all had como
safely ashore, but the baggage was
lying in the stately ship now swept by
the rising waves, and incapable Of pro-
'ceeding, although not permanently
crippled. Another vessel was tele-
graphed for, and meantime the bag
gage would be recovered II possible,
and every assistance was rendered to
the passengers. lssl51 gsad1L
Blakely believed his star was in the
ascendant. He had done chinlrous
necessary. He would call next day and
1cucW nib uCQuhluthuCbt anu bueu, HILoF-
ward-who could tell? M.
But the next day he was unable to
move; q severe bruise and sprain, which
in the excitement had been unnoticed,
kept him in bed fuming at his i'll luck
Three days sfterward when he inquired
at the hotel he could discover no rac
of Miss Clayton; nor, on no less au.
thority than the purser's list OF passen.
gers, had any one of the name, nor had
any lady answering the description,
been entered as on board the ill-fxted
ship. .a-a. ni hm u'a ii8af-
He succeeded in ascertaining that o
young lady had been received into the
hotel on the morning OF the wreck, but
had gone away with lady and gentle
man in carriage to q mansion in the
neighborhood. A note had been left
for a gentleman who had rescued her,
and this note Blskely at once asked to
see. ,,.-....
It was warm and most grateful
tribute Of thanks from the lady's
friends, and postscript written by her
self showed how deeply indebted she
was to her preserver, and how anxious
to thank him in person. Her address
was attached, and the signature was "E
Vivian" She had only come from Scot
land ON visit, and as q guest OF the
owners of the Steam Line. U1 q
"Well, could have declared it was
my charming young friend Of Ben Lyd.
ding" murmured Walter, as he folded
the gushing missive. "I can't 90 all
that way to call ; we sail tomorrow.
just my luckl Oh, il she had only
been the other r. ft.r ,lf-
So he sat down and wrote suitable
reply, and then went on board o vessel
which had been sent to take the passen.
gers on. In less than fortnight he
was in New York. r fll
Winter passed, spring came, and the
end of April found Blakely again in
London. His picture had been ten.
dered TO the academy and declined;
then it had found its way to the kindly
portals of the Grosvenor," and there
the rejected masterpiece had found
an appreciative welcome. The artist
entered, and naturally sought his own
work. '''
As he approached IL he met his old
friends, Mrs. Rydal and her daughters,
who all welcomed him ioyfully
"We had no idea you we're in Eng.
land, Mr.. Blakely. When did you ar.
rive? We were Just admiring your
picture-how charming it isl We are
all puzzled to know where you met Miss
Vivian, and how you managed to obtain
such an excellent likeness-and such
subjects, toor'
Particularly as she says she has
never seen you," continued Katie Rydal.
"I assure you have never seen the
lady you name; but, Mrs. Rydal, if you
wish to make me really happy, do in.
troduce me to that lady-Miss Clayton,
I believe"
He indicated as he spoke the object
of his hopes, who at that moment, sp-
parently oblivious of everything around
her, was studying the painting she had
such good reasons to recognize.
MIR. Blakely, you cannot be serious,
That is Miss Vivian; she came with us
Ellen, dear--come. Mr.. Blakely."
Walter Blakely was almost incredu,
lous until he heard Ellen's name pro-
nounced, and as he took her hand ht
said: u
cat last, Miss Vivian, have the
happiness Of meeting and speaking Il
you; and though We have met twice-'
"Three times" she said, ss she frankly
gave him her hand. "Don't you re
member the child yon- picked up IL
Wales, I am afraid to say how lonf
agof I twice owe to you my life. Mr.
Blakely. How can I ever repay thu
debt2"
Walter murmured something which
brought the swift blushes to her cheeks
but she did not seem displeased.
"That picture must have been {,
true inspiration" he added. "W,
have met-'By Mount, and Stream
and Sea- May there not be anothe
meeting yet, Miss Vivian, and one tha'
is destined to no parting on earth ?"
He spoke more to himself than tc
her, and answered his half question
with q look SO trusting that he took her
hand and pressed it as they stood. -
She did not withdrawit Tor moment
and then in whisper he said:
"May hope?" ...N .r E.a..
This time there was no reply; but the
sweet silence gave consent, and there
was no need OF words between them.
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