Connecticut western news., 1884-05-21

was called.
 'You should have brought him along. Tod is only child, Jennie said, reprov- mgly. "But go and bring him now; and hurry, for your lesson in arithmetic comes on directly"
 Tommy came back in brief space of time, white and frightened.
 "Tod Is stannin' on stone and cryin' and the waters all round him." he said. 'I couldn't get near him at all. " The whole school rose en masse, and Jennie at the head of the small army led on to the rescue of Tod. - Yes, there he stood on a stone which a little time before had been on the shore; but now, alas, was in the midst of the rapidly-swelling stream, beyond the reach of any in that little group.
 Mamma mamma" he called in piteous tones, "come and take Tod. Tod is 'fraid. Come, mamma, come P Jennie looked over her little flock of pupils who crowded about her. Not one of them was large enough to wade out and rescue Tod. The only boy in her school who might safely have attempted this had remained at home that day to assist his father.
 The water was rising higher every moment. What was to be done must be done quickly, or tine angry waves would seize poor little Tod and sweep him away down the swelling stream.
 "John !" cried Jennie, speaking to the largest boy in the flock, "you stand here on the bank, while I wade out to Tod. I shall want you to take him from my arms as soon as have him safe. Some of the larger girls must hold fast to your coat, so that you do not fall into the stream Then Jennie drew her skirts close about her slight figure and plunged bravely into the cold waters, sinking almost to her waist at the first step.
 Slowly, slowly, she made her way to- ward the crying child, the waves rushing up higher over his feet every moment.
 The little flock on the shore huddled together like frightened lambs, watching their teacher with wide, distended eyes and sobbing out their fear and terror, as she slowly forced her way against the waves.
 Another effort, another plunge and she had him in her arms. Then she tried to make her way back to shore, but the waters were growing more furious every moment, as if angered at the loss of their prey. They almost swept her from her feet-they dashed above her shoulder, and her little burden screamed and struggled with terror, making her task tenfold more difficult.
 "Just another step, teacher, and I'll catch hold of him." cried John from the shore, reaching out almost his whole length over the waters, while two sob- bing girls held fast to the skirts of his coat.
 It was an exciting scene, a wild mo- ment of suspense. Jennie's face was white as chiseled marble; her long black hair had fallen from its fastenings and foated back over the pillows like dark mantle; her eyes were large with fear, her mouth drawn with pain, and her slender form swayed as if her strength were well nigh exhausted.
 With one last mighty effort she laid her burden in John's outstretched arms. Tod was saved
 A wild shout of joy and triumph rose | hA ,1 they focked about the prostrate form of the almost inanimate child.
 Just then a great wave swept down upon Jennie, lifted her from her feet, just as she was about to grasp the shore, and bore her rapidly down the stream like light piece of driftwood.
 As she was whirled away the whole events of her past life arose before her !; that life, which only an hour before l seemed so poor and mean and dull to her. An, now how precious and bright and beautiful it became She remem- bered her rash wish, that she might be given some one heroic act to perform and then die. The act had been granted her almost instantly, and she had per formed it heroically. But now must she carry out the remainder of her thought, and die! Oh, death was so dark so cold the unknown seemed so terrible she was so young, and life was so sweet
 Sine thought of Jack, her lover, and the half-completed house. Life with him there, that an hour before had seemed a dreary, monotonous waste, shone upon her like the departing shores of some lost paradise. Oh, to see his dear eyes smiling fondIy upon her, once more to hear his voice life, youth, love, how precious they all were
 Then all grew blank. 'Jack, Jack, ] am so cold. Oh, God save me-pity- forgive, she cried, and then sank away into unconscious ness.
 Two miles below the school-house they found her tossed on shore with { mass of driftwood. Quite dead they pronounced her at first, and the old vii lage doctor confirmed the assertion.
 But Jack Kellogg would not listen to any of them.
 "She is not dead" he cried. "Hov ! dare you tell me such a thing She i alive, and will look up and smile in m. : face before the day passes.
 They shook their heads, and though , the poor boy had gone mad, as he set t work over her. But they all lent help , ing hand, and every restorative know to them was applied to the pallid fgur s of the young girl.