The Corvallis gazette. [volume] (Corvallis, Or.) 1862-1899, 1885-10-30

master of an English vessel that had
| once anchored Off the island. These
| dresses, Lucy, who was skillful with
the needle, soon altered to fit her per
son.
And now, while Cavendish never
ceased to regret the loss of his vessel
and cargo, he and his pretty wife could
not help enjoying their island life.
hecaptain eventually had a thriving
plantation, on which he cultivated
not only fruit, but also vegetables.
In his boat-the Dingy-he would
row miles away from the island to OBJ
tain fish, and often Lucy would &C
company him.
Happy in eachother's society ,thetwo
at last became attached to their 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, after they
had lived there almost q year, Caven-
dish left his wife to go on one of his
usual fishing excursions.
1t was a 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 dis
tance.
An hour later terrific gale sudden
ly came sweeping over the ocean. The
wind and the sea together roared with
a din that was almost deafening, and
it seemed to Lucy that the great waves,
scattering sheets of spray that filled
the air like white clouds, were as high
as mountains.
Terrified and anxious on her hus-
bands account, she watched in vain
for his return.
"He is lost! He is lost!' she cried,
wringing her hands. ellis 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 no hope, for he, too,
could not help thinking the captain
was lost.
The spray and the rack ofthe 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 utmost,
the two anxious watchers vainly en-
deavored to pierce with theirgaze rush
ing masses of vapor.
All at once Lucy fancied she saw
something like a black speck tossed
and hurried along towards the island.
"See! What is it?" she gasped.
can overturned boat" said the
missionary, when the object had drifted
nearer.
''It is his boat" Lucy cried in agony.
Such was indeed the case.
Broken and battered, the dingy in
which Cavendish had left the island,
was at length hurled high upon the
beach.
1t seemed as if Lucy would lose her
reason.
With wild eyes she gazed upon the
boat.
Not a sound escaped her.
She stood like a statue, staring at the
broken dingy, as if she could not tear
herself away from the spot.
"Come, child" said the missionary;
''come. 1t is hard, but you must try
to control yourself"
II will stay here. I will watch for
his body" she groaned. at must
soon come"
But she waited in vain.
The waves refused to give her the
remains of her husband.
She tottered to the little house, and,
throwing herself down on rustic
lounge there, she gave way to her grief
"To think that [ will never, never
see him again" she cried ssOh; Iwish
that l, too, was dead!'
There was a bright, hectic color on
each cheek, and restless gleam i'll her
eyes.
The words of consolation offered by
the missionary fell unheeded on her
ears. A delirious fever was fast tax
ing possession of her BRAIN
The old missionary went outside of
the house, and walked to and fro, his
mournful gaze turned seaward.
The violence of the gale had now
abated and the atmosphere had
cleared.
Far away the watcher beheld a large
ship, apparently headinsfor theisland.
'Here comes a vessel" he called,
hoping thus to turn the young wife's
mind a littlefrom the grief.
She was ON her feet and out of the
house in a moment. With eager in
terest did she gaze on the approaching
craft.
'I know that ship" she cried, in a
voice of agony. at IS my husbands
and my brother's-the swallow. But
it has come too late!-too late! My
Henry has gone, and will never leave
the island will die here, and when 1
die 1 must be buried in the sea, where
he lies, and there weshall meet again"
Wildly shone her eyes as she spoke,
and the missionary feared that her
mind had already begun to wander.
Meanwhile ON came the ship, until
she was within mile of the beach,
when a boat was lowered and pulled
shoreward-
Asst drew nearer, there was a. SIM
ultaneous cry of Joy from Lucy and
the missionary, for they recognized
Captain Cavendish, standing in the
bow, waving his hat to them.
"He has been picked up and saved.'7
cried Lucy scompanion.
"Aye, aye, safe and well!'' shouted
the captain, hearing the words.
Soon after the boats keel grated ON
the beach, and Lucy threw herself into
her husbands arms.