Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1883-06-28

over sea ana sky, and fell IN q nne,
penetrating rain upon the deck. The
fog-horn set up its piercing scream; the
speed of the great vessel slackened I'M
til she seemed to be only crawling upon
the unseen waters, and in spite of all
these precautions there came a shock
and recoil; rush of feet overhead, a
confusion of voices in shrieks. curses and
commands. The great ship had collided
with 4 bark, crushing in the side of the
latter, which filled and sunk, almost
before the hapless creatures ON board
knew what had happened them. The
ship lay to and boats were lowered to
search the SPOT; half-dozen of the
bark's crew were picked up; nearly as
many We're missing, and one was
brought up over the side of the vessel
more dead than alive, a great, bleeding
cash on one side of his head, his lips
blue and his eyes closed. ~ A,' "a =
.'Oh, the poor fellow!'' cried Dana,
WHO had wrapped her STORM cloak about
heriand come Outuponth he deck holding
to her fathers arm. ''Surely, papa,
t tha, : he eG is 9 deaaP seaman 70 20"
Not dead, certainly .sforshe heavy lids
lifted, a pair of blue eyes looked up at
her, weak CLEAN flickered across his
pale countenance, and he half lifted a
dropping hand.
p 'Oh, Gree, have / found you?' he
murmured; then the light died, the hand
fell. Whether fainting or dead. this
big. blonde young man had made an
impression upon Dana Oliphant which
she would not soon forget.
He looked as if he recognized me,
papa" she said, wonderingly; land as
if he We're glad. Il certainly never saw
him anywhere before. Go and ask who
he is, please. May be YOU can ten us,
sirp" 20
One of therescued sailors touched a
dripping forelock. .,-..
*Yes'm, I can. He's Mr.. Gordon
Markiss, o New York, picter-drawin'
gent what's been roughin' il along of
us fishin' off the Banks. He caught
second-best weight o cod this trip, and
he kept up the skipper, who broke his
arm when the bark went down, and he
divei twict after Jim, poor chap! safore
he got that cut on the head andhad to,
give it up as bad job. He's a white
man, clean through, if the Lord ever
made one ----~ .-.-'-s r
1t was an assertion. which was hearth
ly seconded by the remainder of the
rescued crew. The picter-drawin'
gent - was favorite with them -all.
Mr.. Oliphant brought the Doctors! re-
port into the cabin, later; favorable
report in the MAN, but freighted with
50 ifs which gave the hearers very little
hope of seeing this hero of the hour be-
fore port should be reached. Ft
Yet he was the first person whom
Dana saw when she assembled to the deck
next morning.
A patch of his golden hair had been
shaved away, and a triangle of court
plaster disiigurcd the spot; but he
looked what he was, "a gentleman by
courtesy and the grace of God" I'm
gentleman, though he was
engaged Just then in splicing rope
under the tutelage of an old salt. He
looked up from the task to give her SO
bright a smile that Dana walked over
to him at once.
''.It doesn't require the formality of
an introduction to allow me to con-
graduate you upon your brave conduct
of yesterday, Mr. Marquis" she said.
-. Ii YOU are mot, overwhelmed with.
plaudits already, you will be soon, but
you acere brave, and honor you for it. -"
An eager flush came into the artists
face. -, - .t
Grateful. very," he murmured.
:. All the same, l don't deserve any
praise. To have WON git -.fpom you
makes yesterdays shipwreck the hap
piest misfortune of my life
Compliments came glibly to the
tongue of this young man, but they
were spoken with the sincerity which
springs from the heart.
.'Didn' see you floating around
in the clouds when L was
brought aboard he asked, "or was
it only in my dreams?'
..1ou saw me, and You called me |
Dana answered, laughing.
50 By-the-way, Il am Miss Oliphant.
You never saw my double, did You, Mr..
Marquis? l ask, because you looked
so certain of knowing me that l.
couldn't resist coming up like an old
friend y 49,
81 never set eyes on your double, but |
have been looking for you these six
months past. Fact, I assure you, though |
t wasn't Miss Oliphant 1 was hunting
TOR, understand. 1t was Circe-my
modern Circe--whom / had almost de- |
SPARED of finding. You realize the
thought which l could never put into
shape.
II q Circer' cried Dana. opening her |
yes. do l look deceptive and
,ruel?'
You look like an enchantress, who
could count her victims by the score.
Ii ypu haven't arrived at that experience
yet, Miss Oliphant,i you will in time. |
Put me down as prophet.n - /
Mr.. Marquis was made the center of |
m 'admfring circle before long. 1t
would seem that he had local reputa-
ion, at least; and he had a thoroughly |
rank and off-hand manner which rec |
hira at once. Mrs. Oliphant |
ook a liking to him on sight
Il would get him to paint your |
ather's portrait, Dana, if we were TO /
'emain in New York. Perhaps we can
persuade him TO come to us when we
ire settled in our new home
AS if there were not painters and
laughed Dana. '.But, then. ;.