The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1885-11-20
CHAPTER ".
SAVED FROM THE WRECK.

10 you fancy She III weather 1t Z!
"Sure, thin, but it's doubtful, it is.
If she gets around the headland, she'll
he i'll more PEACEFUL wathers. But I'm
thinking it's on the rocks she'll be first"
He who had put the question was
Denzil Hartman. Standing i'll the
shelter OF the rocks to get out of the
fierce wind that was tearing across the
raging waters, he and his companion,
Donegal fisher, were watching mer-
chairman that, caught i'll the tempest
on venturing too close to shore, was
seeking to round the headland, where
safer harborage might be obtained
Over six months had elapsed since
Denzil's dismissal by Nicholas Hayes,
and but once had he seen Madeline.
To the letter he had written her an
nouncing what had taken place, aprompt
reply had arrived. It ran thus -
DEAREST
I am aware of everything. Ny
father himself has been my informant.
Never could [ have believed that he
could speak to me as he has done but
nothing, not even he, can alter my de-
termination. Ii l cannot wed where my
heart is given I will wed no one.
l understand Sir Basil proposed to
papa for my hand on the day of the
garden party. have refused him but
l imagine papa has given him hope, for
he visits as usual Well, we shall see
who can be strongest. Do not fear.
My poor Denzil, be true to me, as will
he to you. Work bravely. Make that
position of which [ am sure you are
capable, and though l have promised
papa not to wed you without his con-
sent, you will never be absent from my
thoughts, and time will come, 1 feel
assured. when that consent will be
given.
Yours, and yours only,
Madeline"
1t was not likely Denzil could des-
pair after that brave letter. 1t aroused
and put new strength in him. Instantly
he began to set about realizing that
better future his love deemed it SO easy
for him to attain.
Well known in Manchester, he had
not been long in obtaining another en-
gagement, his duties in which had
brought him to the north coast of
Ireland On this, the day before his
return to Lancashire, u wild storm had
swept down from the north, and while
ON the beach with the fishers, Watching
the mountainous, tumbling pillows,
ship had suddenly been deserted MAX
ing straight in shore
Either it had essayed rash attempt
to find harborage, OF had been driven,
unable to resist, by the tempest. Its
only chance was to round the rocky
headland that lowered up darkly, grand
and threatening. This it had tried for
some brief time to do lacking, and
lacking again, its movements watched
with breathless interest by those on the
beach. Abruptly, when success seemed
almost certain, it was perceived to rise
on billow driven from stem to stern,
make one convulsive struggle, as it We're,
then rush, as if impelled by an invisible
hand upon the headland itself.
A cry rose from the watchers. Her
fate was sealed.
"She's done fur She's on EN- and
small marcy thin rocks will have on the
purity cratur!" exclaimed Denzil's COM
panion.
Then, as the ship, raised on a billow,
was dashed on the rocks. "Quick,
quick, my lads The boat-ivery one
OF them Z! There's sowls to be saved, if
the ship goes!'
The advice was hardly needed. Will
ing hands were already pushing two or
three boats into the surf, and willing
hearts were managing them. 1t was an
exciting moment, and, carried away by
it, Denzil was among the first to take
his place in Mike OShann's boat.
F., g Can yez row?" inquired the fisher.
"Try me. And swim, too" said
| Denzil.
Nov give way, lads, with cheer
for old Ireland to the rescue"
y" TO BE CONTINUED.