Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1883-03-22

CHAPTER II.
For some days | waited in vain. On
the third night, as usual, crossed the
strait on my return home. The sky
was not so cloudy but that l could dis
tiRguish among the waves something
which from its manner of swimming,
| could make out TO be a man.
Not wishing 10 be seen, I swan
under water in his direction. When,
according to my calculation, we must
have crossed each other, he above and
I below the surface, I rose above the
water.
Some minutes elapsed ere I again
beheld the swimmers head. He Glove
the waves with such rapidity that I
could hardly keep pace with him. /
redoubled my efforts, and soon gained
enough on him so as to oblige me to
strike out less freely. Shortly [ saw
him land upon a rock and ascend it;
and, as flash of lightning played upon
sea and shore, [ recognized the face Of
Rafael.
At first I determined upon calling
him by name and discovering my
presence. Spite of myself, I suffered
him to pursue his way, while 1 gained
the eminence he had just quilted. ]
observed him take the same direction
| was wont to take, and then knock at
the door Of that hut I knew so well,
and enter.
drew my knife, and passed it along
stone to assure its edge; but did SO
with such carelessness or agitation that
it shivered to the hilt. Thus deprived
of the sole weapon that could rely on
for revenge, [ felt that l had not an
instant to lose. | crossed the strait,
rushed to my hut, procured another
knife, and again set out to Espiritu
Santo. The gale increased in violence.
The sea cleaned like q fiery lake.
All at once sounds Of another kind
broke on my ear; they seemed to pro-
coed from the very bosom of the ocean.
AS the voice proceeded from the direc-
ton of the island, / at once copjectured
it was Rafael who was calling for help.
[ looked, but in vain. Suddenly /
again heard the voice exclaim: Boat
ahOy, for Gods sake !"
1t was Rafael voice. lis all very
| we'll to have swC n to do your enemy to
death, to wreak your just revenge on
him who has g bitterly aggrieved you;
yet when, on hight murky and dark
as that, his tones arise from q sea
swarming with monsters, and when
those tones are uttered by fearless
man, wrestling in mortal peril, there
Is in that cry of mortal anguish some
thing that strikes awe to the very soul.
l could not repress 81 shudder.
For & moment I remained inactive,
"Shali leave him to his fate?" l
thought. The thought was repulsed
as quickly as it came.
mo! no !" cried. "Allow a brave
man to die by his most hated enemy
the shark? Never Boat ahoy?" I
shouted, and used my oars with frantic
energy.
All thoughts of revenge were forgot
ten. Amid a luminous shower of
foam aud spray I discovered Rafael.
At some distance from him wa5 q
strong phosphate light. 1t streamed
from q shark Of the largest size. One
stroke of the oar and / was close to
Bafael. Another instant and [ had
drawn him rapidly into the boat and
seized my knife.
The moon lighted up for single in
slant. That instant was enough, for,
as it opened its enormous mouth I
plunged the dagger into its body, and
drew it lengthwise forth. The shark,
MORALLY wounded, sprung sever&
feet from the water, and fell, striking
out furiously with its tail. For time
| was blinded; but as l beheld the
huge carcass of the enemy [ gave vent
to triumphant shout, and, Selling the
oars rowed rapidly toward the island.
took Rafael in my arms and car
ried him to the cottage.
II will know all now," l said, "she
shall decide between u.s."
[ knocked heavily at the door.
A few moments elapsed, when I
heard Rosalie's voice, saying. "Who
is it?'
at is l, Robert"
The door was opened quickly and
| entered. She started back on seeing
Rafael lying unconscious in my arms,
and then rushing forward, embraced
MIN with passionate tenderness. Her
mother entered, as she caught sight Of
Rafael's pale, handsome face, she ut
tered q cry and would have fallen had
| not caught her.
"My son! my sonl" she cried recov-
ering herself and kneeling by him.
"Your son. [ exclaimed.
eyes, my son! Great heavens, he is
dead! he l. 6ead!"
[ lifted my hat with an indescribable
feeling Of joy.
Thank heaven?" said I, Chat my
nobler feelings conquered"
In few minutes Rafael was restored
to consciousness.
GLOW can l ever repay you ?" he
said, graspihg my hand warmly in his
own.
"How can you ever forgive me?" I
said to Rosalie.
"You have made yourself doubly
dear" replied Rosalie. You give me
two lives instead of one"
Mother, can you ever forgive me
for running away 50 naughtily so
many years SINGER"
"My son, there is nothing to forgive.
Rosalie and myself have been hunting
for you ever since, and | thank heav-
en- we are at last brought together
again."
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