The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1882-05-24

due attention simply because we've
were schoOlmates for n time
ibid you ever" cried Margaret. 81
never" she added, dcmurely
We were standing on the portico Of
the house which overlooked the lake
while this embarrassing conversation
was progressing. We did not, however,
notice that the sun had suddenly dark
ened, aud that the wind sweeping up
the lake had raised the placid waters of
half-hour before into turbulent waves.
The wind rapidly increased in vio-
lence, and il grew so dark that il seem
ed the night was aboutto let It's curtains
fall in thick folds upon the earth The
water began TO pitch and toss 1T fear.
full rate, and the long, crest-crowned
waves broke with roar upon the low
bench while the trees were bent by the
force OF the gale until their topmost
branches touched the ground.
Good hcavensr' suddenly cried my
sharp-eyed sister; "look look thereon
the lake. See that boat. II will cap
size, It's sail is torn into ribbons, but
still the boat is in danger. Who's in it,
FrankP Can't you see? Get the glass
It's a woman, rs I'm alive, and she'll
perish with no one to help her o that
were MANI
BY this time had the telescope tony
eye 1t was just as Margaret had said
"A young woman, tclrOr-stricken and
helpless, was in il at the mercy Of the
waves-eXposedto the fury Of the terri
bic tornado that now was taking up
great trees by their roots and whirling
them into the black air. saw the face
OF the struggling woman. One glance
told me who it was.
"Who is itp" cried my mother and
sister together. us il n neighbour 1t
must be-"
"a will tell you in moment ali abUtt
her, said, rs ! threw of my coat and
rushed into the storm,
needed not the voices Of those who
called after me entreatBg me TO return,
and | avoided not the debris Of the land
which the whirling gale hurled and
played with in space.
On, on | rushed toward the shore. |
entered the boat-house, and untying the
yawl, leaped into it, and unhesitatngly
pushed into the deep. / stood up. The
wind caught the boat and drove il to-
ward the middle Of the lake--droye il
directly toward where | had seen the
boat in which was the woman. looked
around me- The gale had not increased,
and it had not renewed its wild force. |
saw that which made me shuddcr.
Within hundred yards Of me saw
capsized boat
"My Godr' cried; ''is she lost?n
My eyes caught sight Of part Of a
woman's dress. Next saw an arm,thc
hand holding on the rudder OF the USE
less craft then white face turned mp,
the eyes closed. | shuddcred. There
was too much rcpose in that face. 1t
reminded me of death.
was now close upon the capsized
boat. must use every effort TO seize
the woman ere was blown past her.
"Nowr | said, as | stopped and
clutched the dress.
Another moment, and was rods away
from the boat, but had retained my
hold of the woman's arm and dress.
gradually drew the form toward me;
then, with a great effort. raised il into
the yawl Taking it into my heart,
passionately kissed the pale, marblc-like
lips.
"She is dead dead" | murmurcd.
Poor child! And | 50 loved her, not
withstanding all have said to the con-
trary"
The storm ended almost as suddenly
as it began. Carefully laying my pre-
cious burthen on the lloorsof the boat,
put the oars in the rowlocks and pulled
energetically toward the shore | was
there met by my mother and sister,
who is it?n asked Margaret, as she
called to me before | had quite reached
the beach.
Ere could answer her, the boat
struck the pebbles of the shore Before
its impetus could be checked, it ground
its way half its length beyond the wa
ter.
"Why, it's Jennie Strong" cried my
mother, as she looked into the boat
at is" Ireplied, US | gathered up in
my strong arms the unconscious if not
inanimato body of poor Jennie, and ran
straightway with it to the house, follow
ed by my relatives.
Precisely in thirty days from the com
mcnccment Of my vacation was at my
desk in the clearinghouse, ready for
work. Mr.. Singleton greeted me with
smile
you look well, Frank" he said, cor
daily taking my hand. Il see you
have obcyed my Instructions. You look
brown and healthy, and with stamina
enough to struggle through another
year"
II have obcyed you in all things but
one, SIR replied, with q smile.
"ln what have you disobeycd me?"
he asked.
81 couldn't help falling in love with
an old friend, and and marrying her"
What, sirI' he cried; "a Benedick
so SoonPn
Itold him quietly my little romance