The Arkansaw traveler., 1885-08-08
Then the rigging was alive with her .ctive men. as they daYfed alofr.


 active men. as they darted aloft. In just ten minutes the brig was stripped of every sail except close-reefed foresail and toresail staysail.
 "See there m said the purser, directing Graham's attention to Selma, who, stand ing on the horse-block, by her fathers side, seemed to be anxiously watching the boat" she fears for my safety. | have made good progress with her-eh ?"
 He showed his white teeth-his smil- ing eyes ghttered with triumph.
 Guy made no answer. | Don't take it too much to heart You are not the first man have 'cut ou, ?" continued Harton.
 For an instant the young lieutenant felt like a tiger. The meanness of his rival in taunting him, after he had made so great a sacrifice for his sake, enraged him almost beyond endurance. It was only the remembrance of his promise to Mrs. Harton that enabled him to control himself.
 In the distance, hollow, muffled roar, that was in unison with his feelings, was now heard. The air presently seemed full of unseen, moaning sprites. Above the line of white water to windward a number of great columns were seen sweeping along like huge phantoms These were whirlwinds, which, in their path, caught up the waters and set them to spinning round and round in sheets of foam and spray that seemed to touch the clouds.
 Roaring, buzzing. bowling and shriek- ing, with torrents of driving rain, on came the tornado.
 Harton shuddered
 "We are doomed p he said. "l have cut you out, Graham, but will never have my prize!"
 Another taunt but Guy bore it bravely
 In fact, the tornado gave him no time to respond. As he put the boats head to the sea, the full force of the hurricane struck the light vessel. Half swallowed in the spray of the ocean, the dingy was whirled along for a few minutes as if it were p ece of straw; then over 1t went, turning bottom up.
 Lieutenant Graham contrived to clutch the keel, and to fling himself a-straddle of the boat. AS he held on with a des- perate clutch. he looked if he could see his late companions. The oarsmen were nowhere in sight. They were two Hol- flanders who could not swim, and it was evident they were already lost Harton, the purser, was clinging to the warp of the boat, the bow of which had struck him violently on the temple as he came up from under it.
 Help helpw he gasped. "l am hurt l cannot keep up long"
 As he spoke, the chafed warp parting, l hA rlntrhaA kte ,,fe Azt hands, and endeavored to pull him from the dingy, "Come, get of get off" he cried. [" am faint My brain is turn ing round Let me have the boat!'
 Even at that dreadful moment Guy re. membered his promise to Mrs Harton to sacrifice his own life for that of her son, should there be no other way to save the youth. The latter, only a few minutes before, had Teanly taunted him Were he rescued, he would probably win Selma Morton for his wife. But Guy thought not of these things. He thought only of keeping his word.
 There was no room on that little boat for two.
 Here, get upon the boat" he cried. Nov, then, take hold of the keelp
 He slipped from it, to be instantly whirled of by the raging waters, while his cousin took his place on the bottom ot the dingy. Guy was an excellent swimmer. He battled manfully with the roaring, tumbling, toaming seas But the flying sprays nearly suffocated him. and his strength was deserting him Meanwhile, the violence of the gale, as the tornado swept on to leeward, began to abate. In fact. tornado is seldom of long duration Guy, by this time, was exhausted He ceased to struggle. He gave himself up for lost. But. just as he was about to go down, a strong pair of hands clutched him by the shoulders, and he was hauled into a cutter, which, as soon as there was the slightest chance of its weathering the stormy ocean, had been sent fron the brig to the rescue The young purser, who owed h,s life to his cousin, had already been picked fuls of brandy somewhat revived the ex- hausted young man Harton was sitting up when the boat reached the brig, but Graham, still reclining, was not visible to those watching from the deck, his form being hidden by the oarsmen around him.
 "Where is he?" wildly cried Selina Morton, who was on deck
 "Here l am l" responded the young purser, now appearing.
 "Noi YoU!' she said drawing back, "but Grahaml For Gods sake," she continued, do not tell me he is lost!' Just then Guy, still weak, was helped to the deck. The reaction from gnef 10 joy was too much for Selina With glad cry she staggered forward and fell. half fainting, on Gr,ham's breast, thus proving that the gallant lieutenant and not Harton, the purser, was the man she loved.
 Words may not express the rapture ot the favored sailor, nor the modification of his youth iul rival the latter having felt quite sure he would win the glrl. whom, in many ways, he had endeavored to prejudice against his cousin In due time Guy mauled the beautiful prize he had obtained She made him |.