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not had enough that brat will die any
how, throw him overheard why do yor
take from the living to give it to one
two-thirds dead already"
No !" replied Frank. alt is mine,
and he shall have itl"
lie seized Franks hand, 4 skirmisli
ensued, the bread was dropped and
soon was seen on the waves being nib
blcd by the fish through the interven-
iion Of James Wilson, the small tin oi
water was saved. With tears in his
great blue eyes, the child with his slen-
der hands seized the tiny draught,
thanking Frank with 4 whisper as he in
agony bent over him. All day Frank
had stood between him and the sun,
endeavoring to shield him from the
light, trying to make him as comfortable
rs possible. The boy lay with his great
eyes fixed on him, tor towards death
the eyes appear TO increase in size and
brilliancy. Calm and motionless, Frank
saw that his life was ebbing away. The
truth forced itself on him, and tears
gushed from his eyes like rain, and he
cried ont in his agony, go God, hast
thou forgotten us !" The sun now was
going towards the West, but was still
high in the heavens, whose cloudlcss
space looked gray in comparison TO the
sparkling azure Of the sea. As the sun
gradually lost itself amidst the waves in
the West, the boys spirit wcnded its
way home TO God.
Frank carefully covered the body
with the blanket, and the face with a
handkerchief, determined TO keep the
corpse until they encountered ship,
were such luck possible, otherwise he
said, "it should remain on the raft with
theirs"
Throw it ovcrboard!" cried the Ger
man. " | hate the sight OF it !"
"Iou brute !" replied Frank; sit
shall remain here :"
The next morning found the little
crew faint and exhausted they were
now without water or bread death
appeared inevitable. Frank. who had
taken nothing since he left the ship but
little water, could scarcely keep his
footing, yet he did not complain, but
tried to encourage his suffering COM
parions. There was still no sign of
any ship: he began to lose hope; a
vague expectancy, too faint almost TO
be hope, came to him now and then,
vanishing almost as soon as it came.
At last something appeared floating
like 4 speck or a sea bird in the distance.
They strained their eyes eagerly, all
three staggering TO their feet. They
had been deceived so often that they
were almost afraid to hope. However,
this time they were no; to be disappoint-
ed. II was ship.
They tried to staadupright, tottering
against each other and swaying back
ward and forward in their weakness.
"a ship! ship!" they shouted stimuli
tancously. "Hallo halo for Gods
sake come TO us. Here we are can't
you see halo. halloi" The sound
wen; eehoing over the waves like the
sobbing of child, so faint and weak.
They waved their handkerchefs as
signals of distress.
Onward, onward it sailed, like 4
white swan over the waves, its sails
iluttering upon the breeze. 1t needed
them not, but pursued its course.
"My Cod" cried the agonized three,
''we are los, !"
"Hallo. halo :" again cried the
eager band. Onward, onward, still on /.
sailed the merciless ship.
Hope appeared over. They still
watched it and waved their signals OF
distress.
Frank and his friend in specchless
agony gazed into each others pale and
awestrickcn faces, willis, the German
howled aloud in his distress. Again
and again they had fancicd they had
seen dclivcrance coming TO them in the
form OF a ship, but it had turned out
to be 4 myth; this time one was really
there. but it needed them not. Pres
emily she almost stopped, she turned,
she signaled to them, they were saved
The German laid down and turned
his face towards it; his checks were
wet with tears, whilst Frank and James
thanked God for their deliverance.
Frank, who had been buoyed up
with excitement, now felt the reaction.
With great care the faithful James Will
son and the troublesome German re-
covered, but poor Frank did not rally.
Fever, which set in, increased rapidly,
and, in spite oil the tenderest care, il
was impossible to save him. He was
delirious and ravcd necessarily about
his home and the loved ones there,
calling piteously for Phoebe, tenderly
pronouncing her name. Shortly be.
fore his death he recovered conscious
ness. Turning to James Wilson, who
sat beside his berth, and who bent over
him with pitying glances, to hear his
dying words, he said:
al am going on a very long journey,
my friend. should like to have been
spared for little while longer, for her
sake and mine. But God knows best.
"Tellher !" continued the dying youth,
"her love has made me indescribably
happy, commencing with my childhood,
ending only with my death. Take her
this lock of my hair, my blessing, and
my dying farewell !" His voice, which
had become weaker, died out with the
whispering sound OF the name,
"Phocbc I"
They buried him at sea, and many 4
stranger who saw the handsome form
shrouded in its winding sheet, and low
cred into the waves, shed tears over the
noble hearted dead.
So Frank Wcntworth's life went out,
in the midsummer Of his youth, in the
midsummer of his happiness. Truly
beloved, deeply lamented, God called
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