Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1884-12-29

tei leocll, lie luOugHt. Will u grow
of rapture, ssand travel around the
world with her till the color comes
back to her pale face, and the light
To her eyes; yes, and the happiness
to her heart.
So the fortnight wore away, and
another was well nigh gone, and yet
Wayne fingered at Newton-on-Sea.
He was never away from Hetty's
side; he fetched and carried her like
a dog, and was slave to her every
wish. DR.. and Mrs. Marshall re-
garded him with undisguised favor.
Tom, the erfaat terrible of the faml-
II, voted him ssno end jolly and
Hetty? Hetty liked him we'll; her
eyes frightened when he came, she
missed him when he was away; he
was so thoughtful, so kind, so good,
20 .one could help being fond of
| |nisa. -
One night there was a storm, and
by noon the next day there came the
news that great ship from the Cape
had gone to pieces on the Razor
Rocks, not two miles away. Moth
ing would do but that Hetty must 60
and see it. There were no lives lost,
they heard, but the life-boat people
must wait till the tide fell before they
could get off all the crew, and Hetty
was eager to see the rescue. So
Huntingdon, of course, accompanied
Hetty and Tom to the scene of dis
aster in Hetty's little pony-carriage.
What a drive that was! Wayne
will never forget it while he lives.
The hedges were all aglow with the
June roses and the honeysuckle,
and breath of summer f1oated up
to them from the narrow, winding
lanes. The pony was fat and indo-
lent, and took its own time. Wayne
would not have hurried one Of its
steps. The sun was setting when
they reached the solitary bay where
the steamer had run ashore, and a
golden glory shone over sky anl sea
-edoinp the cloud banks with un-
earthly splendor, and dyeing with
crimson the shallow pools left by the
retreating tide. The-cliff path to
the shore was steep and narrow.
Wayne had to help Hetty with ten
der care. Perhaps life had never
held such exquisite pleasure for him
before. Her little shawl lay over his
arm, her small hand rested in his
clasp. 1t seemed to him the world
was bounded by Hetty.
Never had his heart bounded sc
high with hope. Once she stopped
to gather tiny blue cliff flower, ant
after moments pause, she shylJ
gave it to him. Was it only the sun
set glow that Knocked his fancy, OF
did a delicate color really mount te
her cheek at his low-spoken word Of
thanks?
Out, far out on the low, black ledge
of cruel rocks lay the great shattered
ship. Little boats piled swiftly an6
safely across the quiet shadows where
the storm waves had ragged not many
hours ago. Hetty was all excitemen
) to see the rescued people; while Tom
with the frankness of his age ant
kind, declared aloud that "this sor
| of shipwreck wasn't much good,
) there wasn't any drowning to b'
! done !"
, The thoughtful Huntingdon had o
| course brought telescope, ant
| stood like statue of Atlas. Whit
| Hetty rested the glass on his shoul
> der and watched the boats land thei
; burdens at the little fishing pier.
' He was in sort of rapt dream
, hearing dimly Hetty's little ejacula
tions of pity over the bedraggled as
: pect or the shipwrecked, and alto
gether ignoring Master Toms some
S what crude chatter, as that youthful
torment wetted his feet at the margin
of the tide, and gave his opinion wit
f delightful confidence upon matters il
general, and shipwrecks in particular
The sunset glory grew brighter AM
e more vivid, lighting up the sombr
7 cliffs and level waste of water, an
s throwing into sharp relief each blac
e stake of the fishing nets which dotte,
n the bosom of the broad bay.
: 1t seemed to Wayne that he woul
!, like to stand just so forever-Hett
n close to him, ne her support and com
il fort, no one to come between; fo
t Tom certainly did not count for much
0 Was it not a type of what all thei
t life to come was to be? Crimson gle
! ry-Hetty depending on him, hi
d highest happiness to minister to hel
o Suddenly into his dream ran
n shrek, wild and terrible. The tele
n scope rolled from his shoulder, an
splashed into pool at his feet an
h as he turned to catch Hetty's faint
a ing figure in his stalwart arms, wit
It one lightning flash his eyes fell wher
It hers had rested, and saw, in th
It crowded boat-load just reaching th
o shore, among the hronzed and beard
y ed faces of the wrecked ships crew
: the face of Hetty's lost lover-h
e own brother Jack! =
n All well we'll! Wayne behave
e capitaliy, every one SAID. cold Do
n behaved like the brick that he is, a
S ter all, . to use jack own expression
|, He took his brother into partnershi
L la IIoft