Centre Democrat. [volume] (Bellefonte, Pa.) 1848-1989, 1882-06-15

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edly, passionately. Janet, love youi"
He strove TO place his arm around
her waist; but, preventing him, Janet
Morris rose. Inwardly she was agita-
ted, but her voice, her manner, were
calm and self possessed.
Hush, Mr.. Bridgnorth," she said
You must not talk 80 TO me-"
"And why not, Janet ?'' he pleaded.
because the love | need, you must
not give; and the love you may,
would not accept"
"The love / give you is honorable
and truei" he cried; but she checked
him.
"Hushl'' she repeated; I'VE will part
now. You do not consider what you
say. When we meet again you will have
had time to reflect"
"But not TO change" he exclaimed,
as she moved away.
Janet determined TO return to London
on the morrow, but before leaving she
would take last long look at the sea
and in the morning she stole away from
the hop-grounds into the lane leading
to the shore.
She had no fear of meeting any one
at that hour.
On reaching the sands she gazed
breathless with admiration. She had
never seen the sea, which was tumbling
rapidly in, with the sunshine dancing
on the waves as now. How beautiful IL
was.
As she stood piercing scream broke
the stiffness; turning, she beheld Oh
the rocks of headland close by, the
mad lady. The waves were stealing up
around the base, and had surprised
her.
The water as yet was shallow, and
Janet dashed through the waves and
climbed to Mrs. Auckland's side.
"Do not fear; there il no danger"
she exclaimed, foothingly. "Come
with me, We can pass easily through"
But the mAdwoman, her wild look
riveted on the rising water, refused to
stir. Fear was on her she had even
ceased TO scream. All the heed she
paid 10 Janet was to grasp her tightly
with one hand, and point with the
other to the rapidly rising sea,
Look, look |" she screamed don't
leave me ! They are coming, coming
It's death Oh. Mabel. Mabel
In vain Janet implored, entreated,
threatened; the madwomAn would not
stir. The girl saw that tho sea was
swirling round the rocks; soon II would
be impossible TO wade through il. yet
she could not leave the poor mad.
woman, and called loudly for help.
The sound of her cries startled her
companion; she turned, gazsd wildly
at Janet, then, with a shrill scream end.
ing in hysterical laughter. fell in.
sensible on the girls bosom. Janet
perceived that her case was nov des-
perate. She had no strength 10 drag
Mrs. Auckland through the waves she
could hardly support her. Already the
water broke upon their feet.
Her brain reeled. All, tbs terrible
thing to die thus Yet tho girls beau
tiful face was firmly set. She waited
death rather than leave the ma dwoman.
Again and again Janet raised her
voice. Harkl Was that shout7 Yes;
yes; and there was the sound Of oars.
A moment later boat shot around the
headland.
Their perilous position had been seen
by Harry Bridgnorth from the heights,
and he was one OF the rowers.
Courage, courage, JA7et Morris"
be called, and seeing him she feared no
longer. Silently she waited, and lent
her aid to assist the madwoman iLto
the boat; then, her hand in her lovers,
followed. But after that her strength
failed, and she tainted.
II was Mrs. Auckland who first re.
covered Sitting up, gazing wildly
around. she exclaimed:
where is sheI Where-where has
she gomez Not lost again p
"Who. dear auntg' questioned her
nephew.
"Mabel-my child I tell You I saw
her iust now She tried to save me
An" as, with joyous cry, she beheld
Janet; "she IL her-my darling
foundl" And, fiinging her arms about
the girl, she kissed her rapturously.
"Aunt, do you know what you sayY"
exclaimed her nephew.
"Yes, yes Look, Harry Oh, yesl
I am not mad nowi Look r. Eagerly
she tore from her neck q 1ocket con-
tanning q miniature OF her huaband.