Wichita eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1886-1890, 1886-12-17

: from ny eye, - in the boundiess future
see nothing bu - fortune"
l.1i7yr not So - TO reply.
LOO, yonde.''7 she cried suddenly in {
sharp. 1.-ran-e voice, pointing in the direction
q Ai-acc, while her vision seemed strained
,,roI ne far-of point; "a stranded ship
la..il waves He is calling-hc is calling
ys CInnar, come, l come"
nd she made q movement as though she
yG- hurry away from the spot. | held hcl
firmly by the arm, and turning my eyes il
the direction indicated, | saw nothing bu
the azure sky and the placid surface of tn;
sea.
"Ah. it was a vision,' sobbed the girl. a
am so unhappy Oh, know that / shall ok
soon This is the third time that have cec-
it. They are calling me, the spirits of the
deep. But, come; evening is closing in and
you must not lose your way again"
l accompanied her to the house, striving tc
dispel her dismal forebodings. But she only
shook her head thoughtfully. At her door
she turned. "Good night and au rcvoir," she
said, looking mournfully at me- and | took
nv leave, strangely affected by her mood.
The day breaks dull and tempestuous. Dark
clouds are scudding athwart the sky. On the
sea the storm RACES in uncertain gusts. The
waters rise up and lash themselves in fury,
and long foam-crested chains of mountain
pillows hurl with mighty crash against the
| rocL-hound coast The island seems to
tremble to its very foundations. God pro
! tect our mariners is the thought of every
islander. My room in Mardier's commands a
view of both sea and town. The latter is a
small place built upon the strand. The
streets are deserted as the rain descends in
| torrents.
The storm increases to a hurricane. In the
| harbor seamews flew hither and thither ut
tering discordant cries which are drowned in
| the roar Of the tempest and the thunder of
| the waves
So pass morning and afternoon. The hur-
ricane still RACES with unabated vehemencc.
The lantern is already alight in the neighbor-
ing lighthouse at Hammerberg. Several fish
ermen are busy in the harbor trying to make
their boats which are dancing about like
nutshells more secure from risk or injury.
But harkI A dull, brief report resounds
above the din Of the tempest and the turmoil
of the waters This is no thunder of the
waves; it is a cannon shot We hear it once
more, and then repeated at shorter intervals.
Men congregate at the harbors mouth, and
large telescope is procured. But no ship is
yet visible; the horizon is too circumscribed.
Thus half an hour passes away AN Allinge
is on the alert People unite in groups to dis
crss the plight of the devoted vessel find
myself attached to one of these knots Now
it may be about 5 understanding black
becomes visible against the background of
Hammerberg. 1t draws nearer and becomes
plainer-we distinguish ship.
A {la,, a. inl,1 Coll ~,
port, gives renewed intimation that the YES
sci is in distress. But who can render any
aid. The coast is precipitous, ard Wild I'M
even crags jut out far into the ocean. The
sea is so rough that no boat could live in it,
The danger becomes more and more immi-
nent The craft, brig already berefo of its
mainmast, must strike. Ii is hopelessly lost.
In the excitement of the awful moment |
had been unconscious as 70 my Immediate
surroundings. Suddenly, quite close to Inc,
heard a cry full Of despair, a soul stirring
wall
1t was Gudrun, who stood wringing her
hands, her fallen tresses a prey to the blast.
'The Nautilus-Gunnar!' he cried in her
anguish. 'Save him-my love!"
The doomed ship was none other than that
which bore her betrothed homeward. Men
ran to and fro with confused cries, but no one
ventured to the rescue at would only be
tempting Providence" declared venerable
sailor, and he added, uncovering his head in
all reverence: The Lord of heaven and earth
deliver them" All the bystanders followed
his example and united in the prayer.
Gudrun rushed from group to group, i'm
ploring, supplicating, wringing her hands,
but nobody ventured to court certain death
Suddenly Capt. Torstensen, her father, APP
peared upon the scene, wearing a 'sou'wes-
ter" and long sea boots.
"Who will come with me-" he asked in
clear, resonant voice He met with no re-
Spouse. Some attempted TO persuade him
from his enterprise, even resOrting to force.
The most experienced sailors regarded it as
madness to attempt to navigate in such a sea.
Then l shall try it alone" he declared,
hurrying toward his boat. Two young men
followed him, at first doubtfully; then, adj
jured by Gudrun, determined to join him in
the desperate venture.
\ rush was made for the landing where the
boats were lying. Torstensen could scarce
stand upright in his boat. but for all that he
east off the painter And now, just as the
men were in the act Of pushing off, Gudrun
leaped into the boat \ cry of terror rose
from hundred throatS Many women were
weeping The boat heeled over, and the oars
men were evidently striving to put back with
Gudrun. \ reCeding wave, however, carried
the boat rapidly out of the harbor.
The crowd stood breathless; not a word
was spoken. All eyes We're conferred on the
boat, which appeared on the lofty summit of
a wave, only to disappear next moment in
the trough of the sea. Gudrun's fair locks
We're floating in the wind like a cloud fleck
The minute guns had long ceased to echo from
the brig
Darkness set in and they had not returned.
Nothing further was seen Of the ship. Night
fell. The storm ragged on, the waves still
battled ferccly, and out yonder those who
were meeting their doom drew their last
breath unheard
Unhearda No There is one who listens
and hears.
The people of AlIinge passed sleepless
night As for me, pondered over Gudrun's
words of the previous day: DO You hear:
Oh. know / shall die soon."
Once more day dawned, but the morning
was bright and sunny TIE storm had sub
sided. Men were searching the shore Al
that remained Of the brig was shattered
wreck wedgld il between the rocks Here
and there q body was lying drowned on the |
beach. Gudrun's father lay among these !
dead. And about mile west of Al,inse, on /
= projecting rock, two IifclesS forms were re-
clinins locked il each others arms, maiden !
OF passing loneliness and stalwart, hand /
some youth They were Gudrun, the clair.
voyant, and GuEnar. the Hero and Leander /
Of Bornholm--The ArSosy.
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