Idaho news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1887-1891, 1889-06-08

| Of Il with shame, and growing disbelief IN
| the potency OF her power in the realm OF
cllirunanry. Brent was silent, for reasons
best ks0Mn 10 himself.
His aptitude in according his own mind
1 20 the moods aud tastes OF others was ootn
natural and sympathetic. In everything
/ that interested her, he evinced a lively, yet
/ deferental, appreciation. With but little
/ parade Of sentiment between them, the in
/ terblending OF congenial thoughts rendered
/ their half hours Of occasional intercourse
4 dangerous. as the subtle sense Of mutual
/ pleasure renewed its own sole hunger upon
| the food that nourished it.
/ Near the Egmont was an old Spanish
! fort. hzlf-crumbIing beneath the weight OF
/ three centuries. 1t was a fayorite lounging
1 place for Alice. The ocean moan, the
! lonely barrenness Of scrub and lagoon, often
filed her with unspeakable longings Tor
things indefinite and unutterable. Tom
Fred had never seemed more inappropriate
/ and commonplace than when he once
/ accompanied her there. Soon after the
| laEter's departure, Brent found her there,
seated in sheltered angle Of the old fort
her eyes upon the sea, and volume of
Oscar wild's latest vagaries in her an.
| He took up TIE book and read random
selections, limiting hazily at sensuous al
Iurements OF thought and passion. Amid
the unrestful flow of her own fancies AT
such moments, the aesthetic gloss Of senti-
ment yelled the lack Of truth and purity
beneath Could not the realities of life re-
ally be lifted above their prosaic enyir on
mentsl When his dark eyes upon her,
with deity turned thoughts ripping from
his lips, and the brief pressure of his hand
kindling an answering fire in her own
yeins-was It strange TO believe that her
indefinite longings might, after all, fore
shadow some kind of rich futllment-
with him! With him-perhaps- not
with poor. plain, prosy Tom Fred
Alice was also fond of rowing On still
days she would drift with the tide in mere
shell OF d0ry, down through the inlet near
to the greenish surges boiling on the bar
without Then, with a steady stroke, she
would pull leisurely back, by mangroye
islets and cleaning banks Of sand, By
screaming pelican and curlew, and through
rufaing schools Of mullet, to the admiration
and terror Of her less athletic sisters The
Minorcan fishermen would iabber and ges-
ticulate over their nets at sight of her, for
she had been trained from girlhood on the
SchuyikilL where stood her Aunt NiobG's
country house amid river-sloping lawns.
Brent also occasionally went down TO the
bar in safe, substantial yard boat to fish.
On favorable days ne would anchor his boat
near the edge of the breakers, throw out his
line, then, lying back with cigar, resign
himself to reyerie and the hauling in Of ar
occasional bass, or skipiack, rayenous and
struggling from the swirling depths
around
He lay thus one day, with white caps
breaking seaward before a brisk norther,
and his yawl pitching rather more than
usual A cry-secmingly womans yet
more likely gulls -foated through the in
termittent roar of the surf. 1t was repeat
ed, shriller and more unmistakable than be
fore.
He raised his head and saw a small boa
! drifting rapidly outward through the south
J. channel A woman sat therein, pulling
= franticaIIy with one oar, yet aimlessly, in
effectually. He sprang to his halya rds
. hoisted his single sail, rails ed his ancho
i and bore down toward her The wind tina
!. aggravated her danger supp lied the powe
y OF rescue With one leg over the tiller an
I the main sheet held stitfiy, he luffed sharp
. y dAOuuu 70 lttWdTu OL tue cory "llulI
! thirty yards Of the greenly gaping surge
| reaching forth to enguIf them. AS the side
3 Of the boats touched, he stretched out on
\ disengaged hand.
/ Don't hesitate" he said. ''You mus
leap for it, at once"
d As he sprang, he elutched her around tn
= waist and drew her over the gunwales
p While she lay painting upon the thwart, hi
10 yawl fell of upon the other tack He climb
n cd up to windward and, inch by inch, tn
/. bellying sail drew them away from destrut
tion, while the dory drifted on to its d.
L stFuction.
o Then Miss Waldrop feebly strove to than
+ him, in broken tones. He searched in tn
5 locker, fished out flask and a glass, an
II made her swallow some Of the stronRe!
k liquor she had ever tasted.
a Don't speak of thanks said he. "Whi
II would my life be 10 me now, had failed I
save yours1''
1t During the settlement of this txterestin
h problem, it appeared that Alice had lost on
le Of her oars overheard, and the rushing It'd
l, had swiftly brought her into peril.
Is After this, Brent became the almost dali
It companion Of her walks and rides, thong
n Aunt Niobe rather deaf and near-sighte
y old lady, was supposed to be keeping uD Tn
proprieties somewhere in the near back
sr ground. But Aunt NiObe was parago
lr among chaperons, viewed from sentimer
y tai standpoint Having told Brent thu
Alice was to marry Tom Fred, she left the
10 mostly 10 their own DEVICES and divide
J. her time between her Bible, her poodle, hC
1t dinner and her nap. From her Brent four
that Alice, besides fifteen thousand We;
ID Of her own, was also Aunt Niobe's intende
~ heir, still more fattering prospect in
sr pecuniary sense.
a Tho breezy February days lapsed in
p March, who, DOMINIC the robes of Jun
20 swathed the ancient city in a dotce, far-niei,
atmosphere Of its own One evening und,
u a full moon, dewy breath barely ruffiir
the lagoon, Brent pulled slowly toward tn
& sea wall, while Alice, from the stern shee
e, Of the boat, idly watched thephosphoresce
n flashes from the oars. At last he paus,
TO and said, abruptly:
Q, 81 hate to tell you, but / must leave tn
= place tomorrow for home. My father
very ILL"
r, Alice did not reply, but looking dow
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