Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1890-07-19

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The old tGondn presented q strange tCejrd
appearance.
Harold Darlington had to own, when
he entered old Dinah's tumble down hut,
that Madge's FEARS Of her were somewhat
justifable.
It's one room was Drowned and black
ened by the smoke of ages, which found
los .,4, o.. -, q mole III the roof above
the open berth, where few bits Of
wood SIN, red. There were no chairs
or other furniture, but one or two bat
tered. blue painted seamen's chests stood
aga the crunbling walls and did
duty as seats, while another in the middle
served as 4 table.
If they could have spoken they would
have told strange things. Old Dinah
Retallack knew of times when many a
brave ship had been lured to its destruc-
ton by tie false bale fires Pickering
among the jagged rocks; the booty had
been rich, and the dead men, with their
pale eyes staring heayenwards, told no
tales. Legend said that she herself had
gloried II setting light to the blazing
beacons, and had been amongst the most
eager for plumber Until one awful
night, when the wreckers decoyed a
large brig to its doom; and in the dark
ness of the storm which dashed and
whiFpAl the coast a small fshinm boat
had also mistaken the warning and had
driven straight on to the Devils Teeth
as tue ragged, say like line of rocks
north IF fhA 1r-ara <.11aJ
And when the morning dawned there
lay upon the yellow sand, half buried
with drift and tangled brown bladder
weed, two corpses locked in each others
arms One was OLD and gray; the face
OF the other was marble white, and damp
golden rings chung to the cold brow
As Dlaah Re1allac!, wandering along
The shore. cane uD to them, she stopped
to see, as was usual, if there was any
thing worth stripping from the bodies
before they We're hurled back, half naked.
into the nav Of the sea again to be bat
tered and bruised past recognition on the
cruel, jagged rocks,
Cine, the younger, had d pair of gold
rings IN his ears. At the bottom Of a
chest IN Dinah's cottage she had a num-
Der Of these, threaded on bit of tarred
sail Irvine. Here would be another pair
TO add. Old Isaac Levi, a certain work
ing goldsmith in back street in Pen
zance, bought such things by weight
and asked 10 awkward questions. She
had nice few bits and scraps to take
to HIM next time she went INTO town. She
reflected, complacently.
Those two rings, with white stones
shining Ike glass, that job brought in
after the last great storm, when the
merchantmen was lost. Eli, poor thing!
She, may Be, was the captains bride
How whisht and dowly a sight she was
lying there, her black hair all driving in
the sJn-hlIe the weeds-and newell
he was a rare, fine man. The gold watch
was not so much beaten about b. tho
rocks, only tha salt water had got into
the works, But she would not sell that,
Isaac should see what could be done. It
was to be her present TO Benjamin, the
son Of his fathers old age, their only
child How surprised and pleased he
would be, for he knew nothing about it.
and should not know whence it came
Benjamin was strange in some WAYS
though good lad. he did not like the
wrecklng, and called it blood money
when any one took away and sold what
belonged to-to them as had no use for
the Ike. But the captains gold watchI
He could not stand against that for ba
sorely wanted one, Dinah knew. Well.
It was no good wasting time. She knelt
down by the bodies of the drowned men
and turned the face of the Younger
winch lay against the wet, brown weed
TO the hight. Then happened that which
was not forgotten in Trevarrock for
many long year, and every one who
saw it was destined to remember It fin
the grave closed over them.
4 terrible, an awful cry-a sbriek 60
wild and fierce that those who heard if
shuddered-went up from the kneeling
woman. It echoed round the erags and
far along the bay, bringing hurried foot
steps to the spot. Dinah Retallack Law
senseless on the sand-beside the dead
forms Of her husband and SON.
And since that day she had dwelt apart,
an outcast, the brand of Cain upon her,
Stunned by her fellows for her morose,
strange ways, and bitter, stranger words.
How she lived, none knew; that she was
somehow leagued with the powers Of
darkness, all believed. Wrecking had
died out along the coast, though to tilia
day tbs laws of fotsam and jetsan are
loosely enough interpreted on the wild
Cornish shores.
BH ninah Ra-allacS still remained,
~ relic d
She terrible cid times Her brown face