Orange County observer. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1880-1918, 1882-07-01

pressed that you've some Fashionable
name ON your cards, sir, and have
entirely forgotten poor Jennie Strong
TO whom you vowed eternal constanc,
before You left her to mourn over he,
sal fate.''
You're foolish, Maggie" l said
somewhat tartIy.
~. THESE young men-these young
mem she continued, raising her hands
upward and looking solemnly ont of he,
great eyes.
What conceited puppies they are!"
My face was afame.
Il promised Mr.. Singleton, aid.
gasp'ngiy, "before left him not to fall
III love-"
Maggie on hearing this fairly crowed
with laughter aud could not help
noticing the quiet smile that for the
moment illuminated my mothers dark
sober eyes.
'Besldes, | added, 81 had supposed
that Miss Strong would not be SO foolish
as 10 reject any one who paid her due
attention simply because we've were
schoolmates for time
Dld You ever?' cried Margaret. II
never. she added. demurelv
we We're standing oa the po,tlco Of
The house which overlooked the lake
"hlle this nnlnteresting conversation
was progressing. We dil not, heweyer
hot1ce that the sun had suddenly dark
ehed and that the wind sweeping M
the lake had raised the placid waters Of
q haif-hour before into turbulent waves
The wind rapidly increased in violence
and 1t grew so dark that it seemed the
nlSot was about to let it's curtains fall
III thick folds upon the earth. The
water began to pitch and toss at fear
1ul rate, and the long, crest-crowded
waves broke with roar upon the low
Deach while the trees were bent by the
force OF the gale until their topmost
branches touched the ground.
Good heavensn suddenly cried NV
siiarpeyed sister; "Iook! look there on
the lake. See that boat. It will cab
SIZE. Its sail is torn into ribbons Int
stu the boat is in danger. Who's in it
Frank? Can't you see? Get the glass
IT $ a woman. as I'm alive, and she'll
perish with no one to help her. Q that
l were a mani!
by this time had the telescope to nv
eye 1t was just as Margaret had said
"a young woman, terror-sticken and
helpless, was in Sit at the mercy of the
waves-e1poscd to the fury of the terri
Die tornado that was now taking mn
great trees by ther roots and whirIina
hem into the black air. saw the face
.o,1 -e Mggling woman. One glance
- w ift,siA-o- ~ woo
sister together. "Is it neighbor?"
1t must be!''
81 will tell you in q minute all about
her," l said, as ] threw off my coat ana
rushed into the storm. l needed not
the voices of tho SO who called after me
to return. and I avoided not the debris
of the land which the whir,ing gale
hurled and played with in space.
On. on rushed toward the shore.
entered the boat-house, and untylng the
vawl leaped into it, and unhesltatlngly
pushed into the deep. l stood up. Ihe
wind caught the boat and drove 1t to.
ward :he middle of the lake-droye 1t
airactly toward where [ had seen the
boat in which was the woman. lookeds
around me. The gale had not lncreas-
el and it did not renew its wild force.
( saw that which made me shudder.
Within a hundred yards OF me sa" a
capsized boat. 40,
INV God y l cried; rs she lost?
NV eyes caught sight OF part OF
vom.n's dress. Next | saw an arm, the
hand holding on the rudder OF the use
loss craft: then n white face turned up,
the ewes closed l shuddered. There
vas TOO much repose III that face, II re
| minded me of death.
! was now close upon the capslzet
boat. must use every effort TO seiz'
the woman ere was blown past her.
"Now !" l said, rs stopped ant
clntched ihe dress.
Another moment, and was rods ava
from the boat, but had retained M
hold Of the woman's arm and dress.
gradually drew the form toward me
then, with great effort, raised
into the yawl Taking 1t IN to m
heart, passionateIy kissed ,he pal
marble like lips.
..Sne is uead-dead," l murmure'
"Poor child? And SO loved her, no
; withstanding all | have said to th
contrary. :,
The STERN ended almost as sudden
| as it began. Carefully laying my pre-
c,ous burtheu on the floor of the boa
, put the oars in the row locks al
I pulled enereetically toward the shor
was there met by my mother al
1 sister, :.
! ..Who is it?" asked Margaret, as s.
called TO me before / had quite reach'
:. the beach. :,
: Ere l could answer her. the DO
struck the pebbles OF the shore. belo
II Il, impetus could be checked, 1t grou
,e its way half It's length beyond |
water.
S why, it's Jennie Strong. crl.o
: mother as she looked into the tos'
,o 1T is - 1 replied, as l gathered up
h NV strong arms the unconscious l,
inanimate body of poor Jennie, ana
straightway with 1t to the house. ioil'
" ed ty my relatives
:, Precisely in Thirty days from
a commencement Of my vacation WAS
nv desk in the banklng house, fea
for work. Mr.. Singleton greeted
d. with q smile.
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