The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1883-08-03

rlouS footing, and rendered useless any
attempt to raise me from my dreadful
position. / was young, and life was
E, very sweet to me; but felt that my last
moment was at hand. Another second
or two must end the matter; SO severe a
strain could no longer be endured; our
hands must loosen their hold; and l
must inevitably be dashed to pieces on
the broken rocks had observed at the
foot Of the precipice.
There was an instant of breathless 81
lence, during which time my uncle had
clearly realized the critical nature of the
situation, and decided on plan Of ac-
ton. He looked over, and saw that
just below the spot where / was sus-
pended there was a rugged projection
of rock, extending fully six feet beyond
the perpendicular of the point where i
hung. Ii fell on this my fate was
sealed; no power could save me from
death. Beyond this rock was water,
possibly of depth sufficient to break
the force of a fall, if only that water
could be reached; but in this lay all tho
difficulty. My uncle was good as well
as brave man; he loved me as the son
of dead sister, and he was willing to
dare everything to save me; but he die
not underyalue the nature of the awful
risk he was undertaking on my behalf,
and he knew that he was going to take
| his own life in his hands as well as mine.
Breathing a prayer for Divine protec-
ton, he said quietly but firmly: Tom;
there is but one way for it. I'll save
| you, or we will both perish together.
When Isay the word, take your hand
from the rock-Now!n
As my uncle loudly said "NowI' I
relaxed my hold of the rock; and at the
same instant my uncle made an inn
mense effort and sprang horizontally
into the air, carrying me with him and
retaining his hold of my hand as we
rushed violently down, turning over in
our headlong descent. can not pre-
tend to say that / ever very distinctly
recollected my sensations during those
awful seconds, for it was nothing more.
/ had my senses pretty clearly while /
hung from the rock, and / can recall
the gasping feeling which Experienced
as | took my hand away; but beyond
that all is chaos. So great was the
force with which my uncle leaped that
he completely cleared the projecting
ledge, and we fell into the sea, which
was deep enough to break our fall,
though the violence of the shock I'M
loosed our grasp Of each other. Half
stunned as we were, the cold water
probably acted as a restorative. We
were both excellent swimmers, and a
moment or two later we were breasting
the waves, fortunately not too bolster
GUS for our sorely tried strength. We
rose about twenty yards apart, at some
little distance from the rocky ledge,
and rather nearer hattish rock which
reared its head from the pillows. For
this shelter we made; and too deep for
utterance were the feelings with which
we took each others hands and gazed
into each others eyes.
"Thank God! my boy" at last said
my uncle, feryently.
:" do, uncle; and you, too. Where
should | have been now, but for your
Hush! Tom. Thank God, we're
both safe. 1t was an ugly jump, no
doubt of that
We both shuddered as we gazed on
the precipice froWning above US, on the
top of which we could see our two SO
recently horror-stricken friends, wildly
waving their hats in transport of Joy
at their discovery of us on the rock, APP
parently safe and sound.
A hearty cheer in reply assured, them
Of our perfect safety; and then my uncle
shouted to them some directions as tc
the course they were to pursue in en-
deayOring to procure assistance for our
rescue. Owing to the width of ledge
broken off where / fell, their return BY
the same route was impossible; and o
long and perilous walk had to be under
taken before they were themselves in
security, when they Immediately sought
out means of deliyerance for my uncle
and myself.
But in the meantime better luck had
befallen us. The noise made by our
shouting had attracted the notice of q
fisherman who lived in little cottage
under the cliffs, at a place where the
shore receded, and left bare tiny
creek where q small boat was moored
He had clambered over the crag thai
hid us from his sight; and as soon as he
spied the two figures standing on the
solitary rock our situation became APP
parent to him, and he lost no time ii
launching his boat and coming to ou1
assistance. Truly thankful we were fol
the timely aid. We We're both soaked
20 the skin and shivefing with cold, ant
the rock was far too small for any at
tempt at exercise. A very short time
saw us in the coy interior of the fisher
mans cottage, where a bright little fire
was burning, very welcome to us in oul
chilled condition; while his kindly
: wife busted herself in preparation
for our comfort, and ransackeC
her humble stores for supply
of dry garments, also highly acceptable
, Little remains to be told. When VIZ
We're quite rested and refreshed, and oul
clothes were dry enough to be worn
the fisherman conducted us to the tor
of the cliffs by q circuitous little path
: which in some places unpleasantly re
called our recent experiences. W.
reached the summit in safety, however
, and made the best of our way to tn,
farmhouse where we had left oar con
! yeyanee. The fisherman undertook tt
apprise our friends of our whereabouts
t they having procured boat at thu
: revenue station, and come round th,
coast in her, to point out to her crew
the exact spot of our confinement.
Having literally rewarded those VIII,
: had so willingly assisted us in our ex
| tremity, we returned home. our bodie
5 fatigued by the varied exertions and ex
S elements of the day; our minds pene
: trated with lasting gratitude toward
S the Almighty Being who had brough
r us through so many perils. and ha,
4 mercifully preserved us from the jaw
S of a sudden and terrible destruction
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