The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1882-07-22

river, sparkling in the sunlight /;
mere is not boat in sight, and he is
sitllng in the water, chilled through
ana through, and unable to move.
Will nobody Gomez" he thinks
with despair. He knows the exact
loeation of the tremendous pain
now; 1t is in his ankle, and is grow.
lngso intense that he feels ill and
any. "What if / should faint 2"
ne says. looking at the water about
MN. and measuring the depth with
nlshand. "It is deep enough to suf-
Iocste me-"
Jqet AZ this juncture there are steps
On the wall, coming toward him, and
nehears sweet. musical voice, the
accents of which send rush of GRIM
s0Hto his face. He is mortified to
think that she will see him in this
t,upiliating predicament. He de-
s:nss hot 70 call he will wait for
some one else to help him but it is
growing toward dusk, and he cannot
enduie the pain much longer. In-
voluntarily he groans. The footsteps
stop.
II heard a groan, Mr.. Wilton; what
can it mean? 1t seemed to be right
here" ...
Then there is a Mortified cry as
Miss Estey discovers Mr.. Lathrop
sitting dose to the wall, submerged
in the water, all splashed with mud,
looking irightfully demoralized, and
with an agonized, expression in his
eyes as he meets hers.
"Why, Mr.. Latheop-Sedley-
what has happened? ? Oh, are you
hurt ?" getting down upon her knees
and leaning oyer the wall to look at
him.
He smiles rather family at her.
and without a word falls over, and
the waterquite covers his head.
Without an nstant's hesitation Mr..
Wilton lowers himself over the wall
and then drops into the water. Rest
ing on one knee, regardless of the
wetting, he holds Lathrop's head.
and brushes the water from his face
with his handkerchief. Poor Miss
Estey is quite beside herself with
horror and terror. and calls OUT
"Oh. Mr., Wilton, what shall do?
What shall / do ?"
"Just stop the first person you see,
please. and ask for boat. / will
stay here"
In about half an hour boat is row.
ed as near to the wall as possible,
and two men wading to Sedley Lath-
rop carry him to the boat. There is
quite.an excited crowd of spectators
on the wall, and great many con-
lectures and opinions as to how it
happened are volunteered.
xx** *x*x x*x* **%*
Toward the end of the month of
April, st. Augustine begins to look
deserted. The great rush of the
Northern travel is over, and the few
remaining tourists are generally peo-
pie who, for various reasons, cannot
get away. On the road that leads to
the fort, on deliciously prefect day
of that month, stroll two of the above
mentioned tourists-a young woman
and man ; the latter leans rather
heavily upon stout walking-stick
and has an almost decided limp.
They reach the fort and seat them
selves.
"Well, this is the first time / have
been here since that day." from the
young man, looking archly at his
companion.
"Oh, please do not speak of that,
Sedley; the memory of my horror
when 1 saw you in the water is too
unutterably terrible )" and Ethel Es-
tey shuddered at the recollection.
"Well, l do not Know that it was
such bad thing after all, Ethel"
taking her hand and looking deep
into her eyes. 81 am truly grateful
to that wind; it blew ME from the
wall, put it also blew Jne back to you.
= Wuverly Magazine.
Baltimore and Ohio Employees Relief
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