The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1885-05-22

still postponed; it became a sine di,
kind OF probability. Maggie wa
constantly with me when out of door!
my companion in all my fishing ant
shooting trips. But she carried no
only a rod but even rifle herself; she
could give me lessons in casting the
fly-and did, she often shot dead the
seals that | had merely wounded, and
her prowess in rowing astonished me,
and her daring in venturing so far to
sea in our broad. open boat, often
made me trcmble for our safety.
A frequent visitor for the first two
months of my stay at R was a
young and well to do farmer and fisher
who came in his boat from a neighbour
ing island, always accompanied by his
sister and they usually stayed day or
two. l was not long in percelvlng that
this Mr.. Thorforth was deeply in love
with my cousin; the state of her feel
ing toward him it was some time be-
fore / could fathom, but the revelation
came at last and quite unexpectedly.
There was an old ruin some distance
from the house, where, one lovely
moonlight night, | happened to be
seated alone. | was not alone, how
ever; from a window l could see my
cousin and Thorforth coming toward
the place, and thinking to surprise
them, / drew back under the shadow
of portion of the wall. But | was
not to be an actor in that scene, though
it was one | shall never forget. /
could not see his face, but hers, on
which the moonbeams fell, was panied,
half-frightened, impatient. He was
pleading his cause, he was telling the
old, old story, with an carnestncss and
eloquence had never heard surpassed.
She stopped it at last.
sob! Magnus," she cried. "Ohl
Magnus Thorfortb, | never dreamed it
would come to this! Oh! what grief
you cause me, my poor Magnus. my
poor Magnus, my more than friendr'
What more was said need not be
told. In few moments he was gone.
and she was knecling on the green
sward, just on the spot where he had
left her, her hands clasped, and her
face upturned to heaven.
Next day, Magnus Thorforth went
sadly away; even his sister looked
sad. She must have known it all.
never saw them again.
One day, about a month after this.
Maggie and l were together in cave
close by the ocean, favorite haunt
of ours on hot afternoons. Our boat |
was drawn up close by. The day was
bright and the sea calm, its tiny wave
let's making drowsy, dreamy music on
the yellow sands.
She had been reading aloud, and | |
was gazing at her face
81 begin to think you are beautiful"
said.
She looked down at me where Law
With those innocent eyes of hers that
always looked into mine as frankly as
/ child's would.
"l'm not sure" continued, chat
liant commence making love to you,
md perhaps | might marry you. What
would you think of thatp'
''Love!" she laughed, as unsteady
s sea-nymph, ''loveP Love betwixt
cousin and couslnp Prepos-
erous!"
81 dare say" 1 resumed, pretending
0 pout. you wouldn't marry me be-
ause I'm poor"
"Poorn' she repeated, looking very
| .
wed were poor I'd carry creel for
i'm. I'd gather shells for his sake;
ut [ don't love anybody and don't
lean to. Conner
So that was the beginning and the
nd of my love-making with Cousin
Iaggie.
And Maggie had said she had never
eant to love anyone. Well, we never
IN tell what may be in our Immediate
Iture.
Hardly had we left the cave that day,
Id put off from the shore. ere CATS
lws began TO ruffie the water. They .
lme in from the west, and before we !.
I'd got half way to the distant head !.
nd, steady breeze was blowing. E
e had hoisted our sail and we're run
ng before it with the speed of 3 gull =
/ the wing. =
Once round the point we had beam .
ind till we entered the ford, then we y
ID to beat to windward all the way d
me, By which time it was blowing :,
lite gale. VI
1t went round more to the north a
out sunset, and then, for the first -
ne, we noticed yacht of small dimen- "
ms on the distant horizon. Her in
ntion appeared to be that of rounding ~ ~
Q island and probably anchoring on 81 81
e lee side of it. She was in an ugly II
sition, however, and we all watched ~
+ anxlously till nightfall hid her ~
I'M our view. ny
retired early, but sleep was out of 81 'e
} question, for the wind ragged and u'
wled around the house like wild "
lives. About u o'clock the sound VI
=, gan fell on my ears. l could not r
mistaken, for the window ratified in y.
arp response. ~. ~
sprang from my couch and began a, a.
dress, and Immediately after, my "a.
ed relative entered the room. He nv II,
ked younger and taller than 1 had w W.
n him, but very serious. "I
The yacht is on the b." he said
EMMY.
they were words to me of fearful
nlficance. The yacht, knew, must yl
n break up. and nothing could save an
crew. III,
quickly followed my relative into Ia
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