The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1885-02-25


along, whisllins softly now and
ihenpausing % shake himseli, after
the fashion Of somehuge water dog.
Then he wouldsifndge on again,
thinking what aterrible night Il
must be at sea, aud breathing a
prayer for the wayeilcssed mari
ners far from home
Suddenly d dull, booming sound
reached his ear
ltcame from seaEard direction,
but at first he kept on his way.
thinking:
@This il not the harboF, and
every one who has ths Slightest
knowledge Of the locality will he
sure TO avoid such a dangerous
coast 50 it'sno business Of miue.'
Again the sound came This
time Oven stopped aud listened
Athought came intohisnind as
fhe didso. butt initiated 50 di.
rectly against his inclinations to
give heed to it that with an inpa-
tient aPshawln he started on.
But be could not rid himselfofit.
1t wasthis aIfa ship is in peril
and has lost her way the only thing
tha! could save her would be a
huge beacon fire to cast a light upon
her surroundings"
To build a ire would be a work
oftime and ofhard labor.
TOkeep one up long enough to
doany good would take hours Of
watchfulness, and he would have
to abandon all hope Of seeing An.
mis- that evening.
II was a hard struggle, but in.
clination proved to be made of a
material which could not hold it's
own against his strong sense Of
duty.
He gave up all thought of the
pleasant greeting he bad been liv.
ing upon in his heart all day long,
and set himself to work TO gather
fuel for the beacon ire.
After several hurried journeys to
the woodland, which lay a little
distance away, he succeeded in ac
cumulating a pile Of branches and
dry twigs, which he had raked out
with his hands from a deserted hut
which stood on the confines Of the
ticket, and had evidently been
gathered together for some purpose;
but under the circumstances Owen
felt himself justified in taking it,
as il would have been almost i'm.
possible to have kindled a flame Of
green wood.
Just as he succeeded in coax
ing splendid blaze into life, a
voice cried:
"Hallol Glen, is that your
What in the name Of wonder are
you doing2"
SIN answering to a signal Of
distress. aarklp as a dull sound
came again from the sea.
wen, old fellow, l wish you JOY
Of your post, aud hope it'll do the
good you expect. For my part I'm
of for Martins. / hear little An.
mis- is going away tomorrow, and j
don't want to miss a sight Of her
beaming face tonight. It's bright
and sweet enough to be a mans
beacon light for al his life. Good.
bye, and good fortune attend Jour
work. It'slucky all are NOT such
selfish fellows as lam"
1t was as if a thousand fends
we're tugging for the mastery of
Owen Glenn's heart as he listened
to the rattling talk of the gay,
light hearted youth.
shouldhegive Robert this chance
Of seeing Annis, and Of perhaps
asking her to be his wife, during
this very night while he stood and
worked to do good, and in Gods
providence tried to be the means of
saving the lives of people who
were nothing to him2
Thus his thoughts ran over and
over again, repeating themselves
like the voices Of mocking demons,
while outwardly be labored on as
unremiltingly as though. no inau.
ences Of the kind were at work,
piling on fresh fuel for the flames,
or pushing some burning log into a
better position, and in that way he
won the victory.
Peace succeeded tothe wildstorln
Of agitation which had momenta.
rily threatened to engalf him.
Thus the night wore through.
With the morning came a great
calm. One would.not have thought
Ia