Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1885-09-11

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person.
And now, while CavendiSh never
ceased to regret the less Of his YES
sci and cargo, he and his pretty
wife could not help enjoying their
island life. The captain eventually
had a thriving plantation, on which
he cultivated not only fruit, but
also vegetables.
In his boat-the dlngey--he
would row miles away from the
island to obtain fish, and often
Lucy would accompany him.
Happy in each others society,
the snug little island home, which
stood, with its thatched roof,
perched on a rising bit Of ground
above the beach, where the sea
waves came rolling in, white and
high.
One morning, aiterthey had lived
there almost year, Caycndish
lett his wife to go on one of his
usual fishing excursions.
1t was calm still day, and the
young man, rowing far from the
isle, was soon lost to the gaze of
Lucy who was watching him-in
the misty distance.
An hour later a terrible gale sud
denly came sweeping over the
ocean. The wind and the sea to-
gether rOared with din that was
almost deafening, and it seemed to
Lucy that the great waves scatter
ing sheets of spray that filled the
air like white clouds, were as high
as mountains.
Terrified and anxious on her hus-
band's account, she watched in
vain for his return.
Gle is lost He is lost {! she cried,
wringing her hands. 'lIis boat
could not live in a sea like that.
Oh, Henry Henry
The old missionary made his ap
pearance. He strOve to console her,
but he could give her no hope, for
he, too, could not help thinking
the captain was lost.
The spray and the rack of the
storm covered the raging water for
miles, so that no object could at
present be seen through the cloud
like curtain.
Straining their eyes to the ut
most, the two anxious watchers
vainly endeavored to pierce with
their gaze these rushing masses of
vapOr.
All at once Lucy fancied she saw
something like a black speck toss
ed and hurled along towards the
island.
See What is itY she gasped.
'An overturned boat said the
missionary, when the object had
drifted nearer.
1T is his boat Lucy cried in
agony.
Such was indeed the case.
Broken and battered, the dingey
/ in which Cavcndish had left the
island, was at length hurled high
upon the beach.
1t seemed is if Lucy would lose
her reason.
With wild eyes she gazed upon
the boat. Not sound escaped her.
She stood like statue, staring al
the broken dingey, as if she could
not tear herself away from the
spot.
Come. child said the mission
ary, come. 1t is hard, but you
must try to control YOURSELF
Il will stay here. | will watch
for his body she groaned. 1T must
soon come
But she waited in vain. The
waves refused to give her the re-
mains of her husband.
She tottered to the little house,
and, throwing herself down on a
rustic lounge there, she gave way
to her grief.
TO think that | will never, never
see him again = she cried. 'Ob,
. wish that |, too, we're dead" "
There was a bright hectic color
on each cheek, and a restless CLEAN
in her eyes.
The words of consolation Offered
: by the missionary fell unheeded o.
, her ears. A deliriOus fever wa
k fast taking possession Of her brain
l. The old missionary went outsid
y of the house and walked to and fro
his mournful gaze turned seawarC
t The violence of the gale had no'
/. abated, and the atmosphere ha
s cleared.
a Far away the watcher beheld
large ship, apparently heading fo
n, the island.
d 'Here comes a vessel " he callet
hoping thus to turn the youn
So wife's mind a little from her grie
id She was on her feet and out ,
or the house in q moment. Wit
Te olger interest did she gaze on I'll
approaching craft.
n q know that ship" she cried in
voice of agony. Ttis my husband
20 and ny brother's-the Swallo'
~ But it has come too late Ny He
Id ry has gone, and | will never lea'
to the island. | will die here, and whit
On | die must he buried in the Sc
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