The Dickinson press., 1885-01-10

for shawl-straps, books and baskets:
and once again run the question:
"But Octavia! Where is Octavia?n
And Dorsey Wheeler, straining his
eyes through the gray mist which was
already beginning to gather over the
landscape, exclaimed:
"Who has an opera-glass? I see
something on that tall rock that seems
to lean toward the understanding, I
am quite certain which moves!"
The Captain produced his glass.
Though, to be sure" said he.
glasses amt much use IN such q plag-
uey Scotch mist as this. But I decl,re,
there is something up there, Auttering
in tie wind, like some one waving a
signal of d~istress!"
Bolton snatched the glass from the
veterans hand,-and hurriedly adjusted
it to his own eyes.
ut is Octavia's VEIL" he said. "I
can see the pink flowers like little dots
of color, on her head. Good heavens!
and she has been mad enough to climb
that rock, all for a spirit Of crazy ad-
venture!"
1T is a bad job for her then" said the
old fisherman, who, having LETT his nets
to take care of themselves, has mingled,
black pipe and all in the general con-
fusion. For now the tide is in, there
amt nobody MOI nothing can get near
Mother Carey's Rocks; and if the wind
rises, as it's goin' to do, as sure as bla-
yes she'll be blowed into kingdom come
at the very first puff"
"Can nobody help herr" cried the
Mortified group.
The old salt shook his head.
You can only come to your own
death, "said he, without helpin' her a
mite. There was q man killed there
t Ts years ago, come October.
"We are losing time!" said the Cap
tam, impatiently. "There's a black
squall driving up on the wind, and I'd
not give much for our lives if we don't
get clear of them COMPOUNDED rocks.
OF course, we're all sorry for the young
lady; but so far as I can see she'll have
to take the consequence Of her folly.
It's impossible to risk q whole barge.
load fer her. Ladies and gentlemen.
all forward now, if you pleasew
But Duncan Ray stepped out from
the ranks.
Bolton" said he, Mcdowell! Chris.
tian men, all of you! And you going de.
liberately off, to leave the sweetest and
most precious of our number to perish
III the winds and waves?"
"I-I don't see that we can do any
%1,,, ~ ~, Dz1l-. ET1
man says that we should only risk our
own lives to no purpose"
"And you must see, yourself" added
Mr.. Launcelot Mcdowell, chat it
would be certain death to try to cross
the water, now that the tide is rising so
fast!"
"There's no time to parley!" said the
captain, impatiently. "The bell will
ring directly, and whoever isn't on board
then, isn't on board at all! Ell! Whera
are you going, Mr.. Ray?"
"To the top of yonder cliff" said Dun
can, pulling his hat resolutely over his
brows. "To rescue that girl, OF to die in
the attemptw
But at the same moment a slender
figure, with a zephyr shawl drawn light.
ly over its head, stepped out from be-
hind the old bulk GLAND
herself.
"Do not risk your life, Duncan Ray!;
she said, in o sweet clear voice. II an
quite safe. My veil and hat blew off
and I could not disentangle then
from the sharp rocks. But ]
myself was fortunate enough tt
make good my retreat before the dread.
full wind got too high. And I came up
behind you all, and heard you talk, and
-and-O Duncan, 1 can't bear to think
of it all! Let us go back to the steam.
er as fast as we can, and get out of this
frlghtful place!"
She covered her eyes with one hand
as she spoke, while with the other she
chung close to Duncan Rays arm, as il
it were a refuge beyond all computation.
But all the way back to New York
she never one condescended to speak
to Harry Bolton OF Mr.. Mcdowell; and
when she returned home that evening
she was engaged to Duncan Ray.
"For 1 know now," sine said, with
little tremor in her voice, "who, and
who alone would have risked his life fol
such q silly child as II"
And Harry Bolton and Mr.. Mellow
ell felt like recreant knights, indeed!
Decidedly awkward!" said the for.
mer.
eyes" asserted the latter. "Puts one
-ahem lin such an awkward position
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