Catoctin clarion. [volume] (Mechanicstown, Md.) 1871-1940, 1885-01-22

course it all rests with Hetty but |
know she does not dislike you, and you
must trust to time for the rest. Love
such as she gave poor Jack, perhaps
the same woman never gives twice over;
but there's no reason she shouldn' t love
you we'll, and make you good wife,
The grief of two years back is passing
1T is more the physical state left by
the shock of that time that wears on
her now. Perhaps she will never be
very robust, but you will take good
care of her, Tn certain"
"She shall be strong again, please
God, if can make her so by my devo-
tion,' said Huntingdon, while vision
of unspeakabc happiness danced be-
fore his minds eyes-a white
yacht cruising among smiling islands
in summer sea- seeking health for her
who was its queen.
It'll leave the business to look after
itself" he thought with glow Of rap
ture, "and travel round 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 an
other was well nigh gone, and yet
Wayne fingered at Newton on-sea.
He was never away from Hettys side;
he fetched and carried for her like a
dog, and was a slave to her every wish,
Dr.. and Mrs Marshall regarded him
with undisguised favor. Tom, the en-
fant terrible of the family, voted him
mo end jolly" and lletty: Hetty lik-
ed him we'll; her eyes frightened when
he came, she missed him when he was
away he was so thoughtful, so kind, so
good, no one could help being fond Of
him.
One night there was a storm, and by
noon the next day there came the news
that a great ship from the Razor Rocks,
not two miles away. Nothing would
do but that Iietty must go and see it.
There was no lives lost, they heard, bnt
the life boat people must wait till the
tide fell before they could get off the
crew, and lletty was eager to see the
rescue. So Huntington OF course, ac
companied Hetty and Tom to the scene
Of disaster in lIetty's little pony-car-
riage.
What drive that was! Wayne will
never forget it while he lives The
hedges were all aglow with the June
roses and the honey-suckle, and a
breath of summer Aoatcd up to them
from the narrow, winding lanes, The
pony was fat and indo!ent, and took its
own time. Wayne would not have
hurried one Of its steps. The sun was
setting wien they reached the solitary
BAY where the steamer had run ashore.
and Il golden glory shone over sky and
sea-edsing the loud-banks with
uuearthly splendor, and dycins with
crimson the shallow pools left by the
retrea1ing tide The cliff path to the
shore was steep and narrow Wayne
had to help Hetty with II tender care
Perhaps life had never held such ex-
Qnisite pleasure for him before. Her
little light shawl lay over his arm, hel
small hand rested in his clasp. II
seemed to him the world was bound d
by Hetty.
Never had his heart beat so hig!
with hope. Once she stopped to gath
cred a tiny blue cliti-Aower, and after
a moments pause, she shyly gavs
it to him. Was it on y the sunset & low
that Knocked his fancy, or did a deli
cate color reai y mount to her cheek a.
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 ana
safely across the quiet shadows where
the storm waves had ragged not many
hours ago. Hetty was all excitement
to see the rescued people, while Tom
with the frlnkness of his age and kind,
declared aloud that "this sort of ship
wreck wasn't much good-there WASH
any drowning to be done!'
The thoughtful Huntingdon had of
course brought telescope, and sto,d
like statue of Atlas while Hetty
rested the glass on his shoulder and
watched the boats land their burden
at the little fishing pier.
He was in II sort of rapt dream, hear
ing dinly Hetty's little ejacHlations of
pity over the bedraggled aspect of the
ship wrecked and altogether ignoring
Master Tom somewhat crude chatter,
as that Youthful torment wetted his