The Pascagoula democrat-star. (Pascagoula, Miss.) 1878-1920, 1884-01-18

started from ms home TO take the
long and tedious walk over the
cliffs which must be traversed be-
tore be conld reach the cottage
which sheltered the object OF bis
love.
Ii had been raining steadily all
day long, and as night came on the
wind had risen to q gale.
But, wrapped in his waterproof
cloak aud lighted on his way by a
lantern, Owen cared not tor the
threatening elements, and walked
along whistling softly, now aud
then pausing to shake himself,
after the fashion OF some huge
water.dog.
Then he would trudge on again,
thinking what u terrible night it
Gust be at sea, and breathing a
prayer tor the wave-t tossed mariners
far from home.
Suddenly a dull, booming sound
reached his ear. IL came from 4
seward direction; but at first he
kept on his way, thinking:
"This is not the harbor, aud
every one who has the slightest
knowledge OF the locality will be
sure to avoid so dangerous coast !;
80 It's no business of mine.'
| Again the sound came. This
time Owen stopped aud listened.
A thought came into his mind
as he did so, but it Initiated so
directly against his inclinations TO
give heed to il, that with an impa.
tient "pshaw' he started on.
But he could not rid himself OF
liz. It was this: "lf a ship is in
peril and has lost her way, the only
thing that could possible save her
would be a huge beacon fire to cast
light upon her surroundings
To build a fire would be u work
of time aud of hard labor.
To keep one up long enough to
do any good would take hours OF
walchfulness, and he would have
to abandon all hope of seeing An
mis- that evening.
. 1t was a hard struggle, but In
, clinatlon proved to be made OF 4
, material which could not hold its
own against his strong sense o
! duty.
; He gave up oil thought of th'
+ pleasant greeting he had beer
living upon in his heart all da.
: long, and set himself to work L
{ gather fuel Tor the beacon fire.
. After several hurried journey
, to the woodland, which 10y httl
r dista uca away, he succeeded in nc
cumulating pile of branches an,
of dried twigs, which he bad rake,
) out with his hands from deserte,
hut which stood on the confines o
, the thicket, and had evidently beel
+ gathered together for some pur
, pose, but under tue circumstances
r Owen felt himself justified in TAX
/ lug it, as 1t would have been al
most impossible to have kindled I
J fame of green wood.
| Just as be had succeeded il
! coaying a splendid blaze into life
) voice cried:
r "Hzllo, Glen! is that you
, What in the name of won'ler ar
D you doingr
81 am answering to signal o
0 distress. Hark y as u dull soun'
{ came again from the sea.
"Well, old fellow, l wish vol
e Joy OF your post, aud hope it'll do tn
!, good you expect. For my part
b Tm off to old Martins. l hear lii
G tie Annis is going away tomorrow
r and | didn't want to miss a sigh
d OF her beaming face tonight. 1t
y bright aud sweet enough TO be
t mans beacon light for all his lif
# Good-by and good fortune atten
Y your work. It's lucky all are no
n such selfish fellows as | amp
d 1t was as if a thousand fend
It were tugging for the mastery |
VI Owen Glenn's heart as he listene
T. to the rattling talk OF the ga,
light-hearted youth.
K Should he give Robert this chant
4 of seeing Annis and perhapsaskin
s, her to be bis wife, during this ver
q night, while be stood aud worke
s. to do good, and in Gods provident
e tried to be the means OF saving Il
Ie Lives Of people who were nothin
1t to hint
N Thus his thoughts ran over an
over again, repeating themselv'
or like the voices Of mocking demon
IL while outwardly he labored on |
N unintermittingly as though no il
,e fluence of the kind was at wor
h piling on fresh fuel for tho fame
ht or pushing some burning log in
" a better position, and in that wa
n, he won the victory.
a Peace succeeded the wild stor
rs ofagltation, which had momentari
" threatened to engulf him. Th
the night wore through.
to With the morning came q gre
re calm. One would not have thong
is. that the sun-hecked waves, th
in came leaping in, white.crested al
as tumultuous, to meet the stern bs
v, rler of rocks, and crawl up. almo
In to their SUBMITS, could be aug
q but playful in their force.
All, it is a ltreacherous beauty
mt that of the sen.
us Too tired to notice the beauty
nd the transition from tho storm
it sunshine, Owen walked SLOW
itv home. His work was done, aud