The Arkansaw traveler., 1889-05-25
WTtaen for TIE Ark0nsGw Traveller.
LEGEND OF RsQUIMAU BAY.
Br CHARLES EUGENE RANKS.


Br MARLEs EUeESE RANKS.
The morning bright. with a breeze blowing light
And the shining mellow aud clear.
When Mary came down to the by the town
To say the good bye to her dear.
To her jamie so true o her eyes bonnie blue,
They wet with the tears OF her GREET
And her bosom sweed high with the heart breaking SIGH
And she shook like wind-tortured leaf
For her lover to-day will 10 sailing away
To country that's strange to her ken,
An all the long year she must sorrow and fea-
And pray for his coming again.
Now she reaches the dock-ln his blue sailor smock
An the gay ribboned cap on his head,
With his hands stretchln out-there be all about
But she falls In his arms as II dead.
And the face rest on hts high heaying breast
Is a white as the Aprl-day Snsw,
Jamie sobs out the cry, Help, men, eth die"
As gently he sways To an fro.
And the twice helpless men, IN III tier over Agen
"Et will die, pretty lass tibet II Nillr'
And down the rough cheeks OF each speaks
Run tears like "A small mountain rl.
But they stand like ship that In the slip
With heart but no knowledge to do
Till at last Mary signs. slowly opens her eyes
And looks round on the featured
Then the blood to her face comes / hurrying
And she hides her cheeks the breast
or jamie, while they TO a away
And speak of the seas foaming crest.
Now the parting is past, and the good ship at last
Has sailed from the shetering bay,
With tightly clasped hands Mary DER the sands
Her face TO the all the way.
A year has gone by and the summer draws Nigh
The sunlight IL warm OF the bay
But other ships been good ship was seem
Which bore Marys lover away.
The night it dark and the tempest blew stark
With the rnad waters Founding the shore,
"Mher, list" Mary said. she turned In her bed,
"Ther Is some un wha knocks at the door
There's some 'un wha knocks a ship on the rocks
can hear. mither breakin' her sidesl"
T' sleep. child. ma fear. tits the winds that y hear
And the high roin' sweepo' the tideSl"
There's calls mIther some un wha calls
IL is JAMES voice mher, knowl"
Ma, child, dinna min, It's the gale In the pine
lit lifts on the crag there belowi"
Then the tempest grew st-a step on the Sill
And the door hinges swung wide;
Two strides through the door the white floor
And Jamie stood at the bedside
His white foam IN the night
And the seaweed his hair,
And his Jacket WAS with the sand and the spray,
And the sea brine that dripped from 1t there.
The mother grew white and still with alright
But Mary sighed jamie Ills he!"
No word jamie spake. but her hand did he take
Aid pointed away TO the
Her irighted eyes cast to his own were held fast
And slowly she from the bed
And with him she passed through the door holding
To the hand of the wrath OF her dead.
And again the storm grew. fierce the winds blew.
The door slowly swung in its phase
And IN shvering fright the poor mother all night
Covered there with close covered face.
TAe morning broke with a soft gentle air,
But the town,
For the good ship Iabrocks the sharp cruel rocks.
In the storm of the night had gone down.
And there was a score of brave
That the to the shadows had borne
And many Kate must weep for her mate
And many mother must mourn.
Where Mary had dwelt her mother was knet