The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1890-09-06
FOR LOVES SWEET SAKE.

A Wild. Wild night. the wind blowing
4 hurricane. the sea rising in its fury
below the cliffs, and Diane Leigh. with
her face pressed close against the win
dow-psne, shuddsred as the thunder
rent The air aud the lightning's vivid
6Ash showed the white-capped waves
tapping the top Of the rocks in their
wrath.
II cannot stay here" she cried at
last 81 must 60 down TO the beach.
may be no help. but can be no him
derancc."
She lifted heavy scarf as she spoke.
but, as she wrapped IL around her. an
other fash Of lightning illumined the
heavens, and she saw her father and
brother coming toward the cottage.
bearing the senseless form OF man
between thom.
ut " one OF tho visitors that was ut
the hall last year. Diane, and most
likely this year, too" her brother said;
'ths one Miss Vernon is 10 marry
Ralston st. Clair. Another row-boat
went to pieces on the rocks--one man
rescued out Of that party as well, and
they are bringing him here. think. IL
Ia the nearest place"
At a distance Diane Leigh had seen
Ralston st. Clair before, without more
than q passing thought; but as she
glanced at his Greek-god face, pallid
SOW in what might be death, a strange
thrill passed through her heart-a fore
runner. perhaps, OF the love that was
% be her doom-a foreshadowing of
che bitter pain fate doomed that love
90 be 10 her.
Three hours later. Ralston's hand
some eyes opened TO rest on to him at
lsast-thc loyeliest face earth ever held
"A proud. dark face, with slumberous
eyes OF deepest brown; low, broad
brow; over which the nut-brown hair
clustered in tiny rings; a skin like
olive satin. with n pomegranate bloom
on the rounded cheeks and curving
nps.
Am I dreamingP" he murmured
closing his eyes again; then. after
moments silence; Il remember now"
he said. The yacht struck on the
cliffs. tho storm overwhelmed us so
suddenly. My Godl 1t was torriblel
Aro--are the others"
.Hushf Diane said. Thank God
you are saved yourself. They-they
are at rest"
Yes. his life was saved. his and the
strangers, over whom her father and
brother wero still bending.
The next day the stranger had fully
recovered; but Ralston had been dashed
on the rocks, and almost two weeks
elapsed before he was out OF danger.
The stranger, Frank Denver, had
taken up his abode at the cottage.
II am only q wandercr," he said.
''and am willing TO pay my way. /
like this place. Let me stay till the
rowing notion comes on me again"
And TO this James Leigh had agreed
Two weeks is not very long. but 1t
was long enough for Diane Leigh's pas
sionate young heart To learn the bitter
sweet lesson of love--lovo for Ralston
St. Clair, the promised husband OF
Elaine Vernon.
How the truth of her own madness
and folly came to her Diane could
never tell; only the words OF Elizabeth
Barret Browning's poem seemed to
ring In her ears:
'-How DO love thoei Let me count the
love hee 20 the depth. and breadth. and
height
Ny soul can reach
love thee freely as men strive for right
love thee purely AS they turn from praise.
love thee with the breath. smiles, tears
or all my life. and flood ohoose-I shall
hut love thee better after death"
The day OF his departure drew near,
and few days before il Elaine Vernon
came down 10 the cottage.
Ralston was out Of danger. though
his arm was still In sling his hand
some face still wearing tho pallor OF
his Illness.
He and Diane were down on the
beach when Elaine came toward them.
She was n beauty, this Elaine Yer
non. a dainty. blue-eyed girl with eyes
of cerulcan blue hair Of the palcst ba-
by-gold. and skin OF ivory fairness.
do you ever intend TO come back to
us. RalstonP" sho laughed. 'or Is con-
valescing here so plcasant"--laying her
hand lightly on his arm, the cerulean
eyes turning toward Diane as she
spoke.
At the same moment Diane and Raj
stop's eyes met. and Danes dropped
suddenly. All. heayen was she mad,
or dreaming. or what had she read in
the fateful moment when heart had
spoken to heart breaking down all
barriers.
While Elaine stood there. the half
mooking light In her eyes. the half
mookipS smile on her lips Frank Dem