The Middlebury register and Addison County journal. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1883-1885, 1883-07-27

hand, with only marlin-spike for a
weapon ?"
And once again Ma;or Cheston was
compelled to answer in the negative.
."Wtll," said Perseverance, compla-
Gently, al CAM
And she rose and went out of the
room, and Major heston saw no more
of her that night.
"She isn't offended is she?" he asked
of old Zadoc Peck, who was smoking
pipe and staring hard at the fire all the
while.
"Offended? Our Perseverance Of
fended?' echoe the old man. "You
don't know her, stranger"
But, really hazarded Cheston,
ait is scarcely right to bring up girl
like that in such total ignorance, now
is it 2"
"Well. we haven't no schools nor
academies hereabouts," said the old
man. and if we had, Perseverance
wouldn't go to 'em. l don't see but
what she gets along first-rate!'
And MAJOR Chestou wasted no more
time in argument.
He slept well and soundly that night
under the slopng roof of the little
garnet, through whose shrunk boards
the quiet stars peeped down at him,
and at daybreak he went down upon
the shore.
The reeds were all efTaced now-the
tide was coming in with rush and a
roar. and an occasional flying shower
of spray. The fresh wind took off his
hat, and whiried it into the water. He
made an involuntary plunge after it,
lost his footing on the slippery sands,
and the next instant he was struggling
for dear life with the surf, dragged
constantly down, and still further out
to sea ly the treacherous undertow.
In a last effort to regain himself, he
struck his head against jagged point
of stone and knew nothing more.
"You needn't thank me, stranger
said old Zadoc Peck, as he stood over
the recovering patient. with hot towels.
81 didn't know a thing about it till
she ran up, as white and breathless as
snow furry, to get me to help you
in. She had swum out to sea and
dragged you back to land herself
She's brave girl. is Persev rance, and
there's nothing she can't do if once she
sets herself about it.
Major Cheston thanked his young
rescuer earnestly but nothing would
induce her to take the gold he offered
her.
1t must be a poor creature that
wants reward for saving a mans life, !"
said she, with short laugh.
And Cheston desisted.
"The girl is too pretty" he said to
himself. NO one but the hero of a
third-class romance ever marries a
half civilized young savage, because
she has dark eyes and hair growing
low on her forehead, must get away
from this place-and l must keep
away"
Physically this was an easy thing to
do but mentally-w what is there but
the wild winds of heaven 50 uncon-
trollable as mans thoughts?
At the end of year he came back
from Switzerland and went straight to
the Long Island MARSHES.
q must see her." he said to himself.
" / must tell her that l love her. l
must ask her to be my WIFE"
When the train reached Nine
veh, the nearest station, tall, beautiful
girl, in a cashmere dress, sparkling
with jet, and saucy black hat,
came to him, holding out her hand.
"You are Major Cheston ?" said she
"And you," he answered, care Per
severance Peck?'
She smiled and nodded. How beauti
full he had grown!
Il was going out to the old house.
he said.
81 do not live there any more" said
Per. everance. Fathers dead, and
I'm being educated. You see," SHE
added, "that your words, hard ant
cruel as then thought them, were
, not without Their effect. l am stay
ing with some friends. and 1 share the
advantage of their governess. Ant
Mr.. Russell thinks am not a stupit
scholar"
"Russell!"
That name was very familiar t.
, him.
, "At Castle Point, little way dowI
l the island" explained Perseverance
: "They know you very well. Hugl
= Russell and | often talk about you"
Hugh Russell! A dagger thrust o
Y jealousy went through Major Ches
3 tons heat. Hugh Russell, whom h
r remembered such handsome, DARN,
s young fellow? Was he, then, too lat
in his decision? Had some other ham
:, gathered this exquisite wild flower?
:. And then, with the innocent hypoC
f risy of lovehood, he vowed that he ha
- intended Ill along to visit the Russell'
y and accompanied Perseverance thithe
:, ut once.
Eyes" said placid Mrs. Russell al
n she not beautiful? She used to com
IT to my Sunday-school class last sun
r mer, at the little Sandy Point chape
and when her poor old father died
e. took her TO stay with me. And we al
all so attached to her, and she is $
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