The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1885-11-27
A BL|CHTED LIFE.
Maud Livingston.
AUTHOR OF AFTER LONG YEARS, ""DoNT
CO." YOKE OF GOLD, ETC
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wrecked crew seen clinging to the rig
g1ng Accustomed to the wild, stormy
coast, all were strong oarsmen and,
despite the difficulty, the ship now
lanlmed tightly in therocks was reached
at last, the boats frcighted with human
life, and returning to the shore.
Mike O'Slmnns had been the first to
reach the ship, and returned again for
IA fresh load. Rapidly it was filed, all
but one place. of which man,
passenger, holding on by the ropes, pre-
pared to spring down to take possession.
''Stop How'd ON = cried O'Shann
'sdont jump, man"
Fora sudden wave catching the boat
had whirled it from the side. But the
warming had come too late. The man
had already sprung, and the next
moment was struggling in the seething,
foamy waters.
Denzil thrust his oar into anothers
grasp, and plunged after him. Diving,
he managed to catch him, but the man
lay like log in his arms. Denzil saw
that the mans eyes were closed and
that he had wound ON the temple,
made by the jaggered rocks. Selling
rope hanging from the ship he shouted,
The man has tainted, OShann! To
try and get him in would imperil the
lives of all! Well come by the next,
if the ship should hold together SO
long Lend hand, above there r'
Quickly a rope was lowered from
deck.
Denzil managed to secure it round
the man, and to ascend, with the aid of
those above, to the deck; while O'Shann
sent up a complimentary shout for old
England.
"Wall, l reckon, stranger, you've
just jumped into the fire yourself, for
this ship won't last long with these
rocks tearing her to pieces !"
''She1l last long enough for all to be
saved" said Denzil, gazing into the
bronzed, handsome countenance of the
man he had rescued. "But [ must
take my chance. I could not see
fellow creature perish like that without
making an effort 1t is a pity your own
boats were stove in, Or washed away, or
you'd be all landed by this time. Here
come the other boats. Now, let us lower
him. Careful, now-careful !"
AS the man went over the side, his
eyes opening, rested on Denzil. He
murmured something then was again
unconscious.
He is not dead !" thought the young
clerk.
He is not much injured, and before
the boat reached the shore, had quite
recovered consciousness, and remem-
berance of all that had happened
Lowe my life to you, do II" he re-
marked, on being informed of that fact
and pressing Denzil's hand. "My
gratitude must be according to the
value of what you have risked, not
what you saved-that is worthless
enough. Yet no." he added rousing
himself 6 am glad didn't die that
way, and just yet thank you sir,
and hold myself deeply your debtor, I
shall be able to thank you better when
my head is little less dizzy"
You want rest" said Denzil, pleas
antly. ''Since have saved you, let
me also be your host. Come to my
rooms you can sleep there"
The stranger looked q space at him,
then answered, "Thank you, will I
like the look of you. I take you for
man who, when he makes an offer,
means it.
Il do, indeed. Lean on my arm; you
are yet faint
Hall an hour later, the stranger, who
had introduced himself as Mr.. Clarkson
was sleeping soundly ON Denzil's bed
He was n man between forty and fifty,
with sunbmnt, bronzed, handsome
visage, marked by trouble and care,
which had -streaked his hair with silver
1t was towards sunset when Mr..
Clarkson rose, and took his place at
the table Denzil had spread with re-
freshments. A.a+
You are good Samaritan indeed"
he said. Not only do you rescue me,
but you attend also to my wounds, and
see to my bodily comfort p
Il fear in the latter case," replied
Denzil, my means are but small"
"A man such as l., remarked his
guest, "who has roughed it all over the
world, is content with healthful food,
and does not, look for luxuries. But
surely you don't belong to this country?
You are English" ~
Yes; 1 hail from Lancashire. I
start to return thither tomorrow
Lancashire !" The tone, and. the
abrupt manner in which Mr. Clarkson
put down the knife and fork he was
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