Waterbury evening Democrat., 1890-10-07
object with my legs in the chilling

I grew wild with excitement; thought of my little family. recalled the bright faces of my little children as had seen them in the morning al the window feeding the snowbirds. Who would care for them if were lost?
 remembered the earnest injunctions of my watchful wife, of the miles before me where nothing would be offered to rescue, of the falls where death would be inevitable.
 It would be madness to leave the log, for the current would sweep me away as a tornado would feather. The whole terrible situation was taken in at a thought.
 was nearing my peaceful cottage, could see the gleam of the lamp set at the window as my guide, and halloed ct the top of my voice, screamed with the desperation of @ mad man, but the wild roar of the infuriated river seemed to hush every articulation as 1t left my lips. thought for few moments I saw a figure upon the banks. rubbed my eyes to see clearer, strained them ts the utmost of their powers, but the sight refused to penetrate the darkness, and the phantom faded away.
 was carried on by the dark, wild waters as blade of grass by a madden ing whirlwind. The light from my home windows was soon lost to view, and hope of ever seeing 1t again left my heart. The falls, some six miles away, could not be passed without a plunge into eternity, and gave myself up to earnest meditation.
 How long this retrospect lasted can not tell. The terrible roar of the cata- ract awakened me again to a full con- sciousness of the situation.
 "OhI how dreadful to die in this way, without a parting word from my loved onesi" I cried aloud, and the thought of their sweet faces frenzied my brain
 tore my coats from my person, and throwing them from me, prepared my self to breast the merciless waters, and to lose my life with every nerve of my benumbed body exerted to reach the shore.
 was not far above the falls; the bank to the right was nearest. knew the situation we'll, and gathered myself up for a desperate leap.
 Just at this instant heard splash behind me at the left. and at the same instant something came against my feet which I grasped, and, thank merciful Heavenl 1t was Q rope.
 clung to this as only one could cling in my situation.
 The log passed from beneath me and felt myself carried down by the current but at the same time swinging toward the shore.
 A moment more and was clasped fl the loving arms of my faithful wife.
 The rest of the story is soon told. My wife, becoming anixous at my long ab sence, went out to the path upon the bank, and at that time my wild cry broke faintly upon her ears. She be heved had lost my footing while upoI the sycamore and was clinging to some floating object.
 | Fastening to the barn she slipped th' bridle onto the heetest horse, then giv ing Q few nasty orders to the chi1dreI and taking from the house 8 coil of rope sped away like the wind down the rive road some six miles before she coult reach the bank. Dismounting, she tie' one end of the rope to a sapliug, ant the other end, as was passing, she cas with desperation high up and far ou into the river, and fortunately 1t fell il front and beyond me.
 We Eoth returned home on the bacl of faithful Charlie" He was in hi prime then. He is old now. I stil keep him for my wife's sake.
 We yet live upon the bank of tn river, in the little cottage, and ever time the waters get wild and furiou! N nI An ,hlfn0 rIIohtnnp and iV1 come up to us like the mocking laug of a defeated maniac, there is 2 mingle feeling of joy and sadness in our httl circle, and on all suoh occasions pres my gentle preserver to my heart, an bless her for her wisdom and goodness F. c. Daniels, in Boston Globe.