The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1883-04-21
CHAPTER II.

WHAT the WAVES CAST UP.
deecy lakes. The sky seemed full oi
It, and the wind blew it hither and
yon in mad glee, as il exulting in its
work.
The waters in the bay were dashed
to . perfect fury by the gale. and
across its dreary waste no moon shed
its refulgent rays.
Such . storm had not visited this
little seaside village for some time.
| When morning broke no sun appear
ed to cheer, but the departure of night
was indicated by leaden gray light
that added to the general dreariness Of
| the scene.
On the shore lay pieces of broken
timber and mass Of rubbish. A
brave ship had gone do~n-rent asun-
der by the terrific winds+ and these
were the only remnants Of her exist
ence.
The tracks made by the stout hearts
who had braved the fury of the storm
to rescue the perishing were soon COW
cred, and left NO sign Of the great deeds
done by the little band. Lives had
been saved--two precious lives.
The vessel whose appeals for relief
had struck the ear Of Bessie Boyd
contained eight souls, but of these
eight only two were able to leave the
sinking ship when the life-preserving
line was thrown to them from the life.
boat, which had all but been engulfed
by the mighty sea.
One of these poor creatures was
nearly frozen when he reached the
shore but two sturdy fishermen quick
ly conveyed him to the nearest cottage
and labored with him. until .hey saw
the life-blood returning to his cheeks.
Then they left him in charge of com.
petcnt nurSes and returned to other
duties.
The other rescued man was also
taken care of by kiad-hearted peo-
pie.
This man was middfe-aged, SEEM
ing ly. for his hair had . grayish tint,
and there were lines Of care on his
forehead.
1t was this man with whom Bessie
Boyd was engaged the morning after
Squire Grimes's, snugly ensconced be-
tween warm blankets.
Bessie, who had seen him dragged
ashore, and had followed in the
wake Of the men who conveyed him to
the Squire's,. sat beside the bed
watching fo- him to wake from the
peaceful sleep into which, toward
morning, he had fallen.
At length he opened his eyes and
looked about him. Presently they
lit upon the watcher, whom he eyed
with considerable interest.
Where am ?" he asked feebly.
"In the care Of friends" answered
Bessie.
"Ah!''
Silence few moments, then tho man
sighed.
"So she went down, ,"he said. "The
people saved. but the ship gone.''
He evidently thought the living
freight had escaped = watery grave,
and therefore Bessie did not contradict
him.
Where's Dick?" he asked, sud-
denly.
Dick who?" asked Bessie.
"Brother Dick-my own brother.
W here did they take him?''
His brother? Was his brother the
only one saved beside himself? Or
was this mans brother lying at the
bottom of the sea?
Such was Bessie's thought, but she
did not give utterance to It.
"fou must not trouble yourself
about brother Dick just now, SIR"
she s,t"',ss sad. gently. keep quiet, if you
would get well; if you get excited,
and,anI and that p will pu,t; you back days, and,
The man obeyed like q child, and in
q few minutes sank back upon the
pillow asleep.
Bessie rose from the chair beside the
bed and bent over the pillow to satisfy
herself that he was indeed asleep. Az
she did so she noticed a small minia.
ture. attached to velvet cord, hang
ing about the neck Of the rescued man.
It had evidently been forced from its
hiding place by the rough usage its
owner had undergone in the efforts to
save his life. Curiosity caused Bes-
sic to look at this portrait.
She took it gently in her hand, and
held it SO that the light struck upon
its face.
1t was the picture Of woman Of
about twenty-three years Of age, dark
Ind handsome and Judging by her ap-
she came Of : cultured fam.
ly.
As the girl looked, she fancied she
'aw faint resemblance between this
LIKENESS and the face of some one she
had seen before.
"Whose features are they?" she
nuttered. "Some one know, and yet
cannot recall who"