Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1882-02-08

1t was perfect day. and full oil lie ana
gayety, we had forgotten all about young
Sanfords warning, when suddenly there was
low exclamation of horror from Kathleen
The boat is filling with water l do be-
lieve we are sinking"
II was too true
The boat leaked at every seam the water
was pouring in; soon we would be beyond
the reach OF human aid.
shall never forget that hour as long as l
live.
Fanshawe, livid with fear crouched in the
bow of the boat and uttered never word.
Mrs. Langley wrung her hands and alter
nately shrieked and moaned-now praying,
and now her voice drowned in storm Of
sobs and tears.
Kathleen sat like statue of stone, her
hands folded, her eyes bent on spot far
away. -,
On we drifted. The boat was rapidly fill
ing it was more than half full
/ crept to Kathleen and put my arms
around her.
Kathie-Kathiel I cried, eve must
die Is it not dreadful ?"
"There are worse fates on EARTH" she an
swered, her pale lips scarcely seeming to
move, and still her brown eyes watched that
tiny speck as it grew larger man in boat
"a man bending all his energies to meet us.
A strange smile touched Kathleen's lips.
Gray" she muttered, as though she had
forgotten our presence, Ray, l knew you
would come p
1t was indeed Ray Sanford, and he was
rowing with the strength of giant and the
energy Of man determined TO win or die.
He reached us at last-not second too
soon. | aroused Mrs. Langley from fit Of
incoherent sobbing and calculating, and
pointed TO our rescuer.
He stood up in his boat and had Kathleen
| in his arms in an instant. Then he turned
to Mrs. Langley and me. Fanshawe followed
us, and soon we were all safe in his boat
saved from dreadful death
| Not word was spoken during the long
run home. Kathleen never looked at Ray
she seemed unconscious Of his presence.
| When we reached the shore she dropped
from the boat unasssted, as though she did
not see the young mans proffered arm.
| Fanshawe safe on shore, was himself
again. Turning to Sanford, he took bank
note from his pocket and rendered 1T to the
young man.
Here" said he, in cold, insulting tone,
you've helped us out Of scrape; allow
me to"
But he never finished. Ray Sanford
struck the money from his hand, and then
without a word strobe off down the shin
| ing beach. After that we saw him no more
The time for our departure for home drew
nigh.
Kathleen had grown pale and thin during
these days. Her eyes were unnaturally
bright, and her cheeks wore hectic flush
there was something wrong about Kathleen
1t was the evening before our intended de-
parture, and we two walked alone on the
beach.
The sun was setting, dropping slowly
down its glowing ladder into fieecy cloud.
banks of scarlet and AMBER up and down
we paced, neither of us speaking. So the
sun set and the twilight gathered.
Suddenly the form of man rose before
us in the gray twilight. He came straight
up to Kathleen, and held out both his hands
She laid both her own within them
There was a sweet smile on her lips; hel
eyes were luminous.
/" Is it good-by ?" she said, softly.
"Never " he cried fiercely. "Tell me
Kathleen, is it true, are you going to marry
that man-that Fanshawe 2"
A sneering laugh fell upon our ears-Fan
Shave stood beside us.
"a pretty scene" he sneered. "A firt
alton between my betrothed wife and 9
common fisherman"
With face like marble and eyes like
flashing diamonds, Kathleen slipped her en-
gagement ring from her finger and laid it il
Arthur Fanshawe's hand, saying coldly;
al have worn it too long, Mr.. Fanshawe
Ere Fanshawe could recover from hi
amazement, Ray Sanford spoke
"And who told you, Mr.. Fanshawe, that
was but a common fisherman Not that
attach any ignomy to the vocation, which
has been followed by some of the nobles
and grandest heroes of earth; but un fortu
nately have no claim to the title. l an
merely passing a few months on the Floridi
coast roughing it, that l might regain thu
health and strength which had unaccount
ably deserted me. Ileave soon for my hom
in the north. You have heard Of Hugh
Sanford of Boston 2"
"a merchant prince" calculated Fan
Shave, beginning to move away.
He is my father" said Ray Sanford
coolly, and bending over Kathleen,wh stoo'
clinging to me, he continued, while Fan
Shave skunk on through the evening shad
ows: Kathleen, say you forgive me m.
unintentional deception. | had known yo
week or more before 1 realized the full ez
tent of my guilt. Forgive me, for | Low
you so I"
Her head was on his shoulder, his arr
around her. They had forgotten all abou
me, and went home alone.
An hour later Kathleen came to my sid'
her eyes shining like stars.
"Youll be my bridesmaid, cherie," sh
) whispered, kissing me with tears in he
eyes. "l'm the happiest little woma
alive And the best Of it is loved hir
just as well when thought him a poor fist
! erman as | do now that l know he is {
wealthy and talented family. tell yo'
, cherie (another kiss), pride is a very goo
7 thing in its place. but true love is AWAY