News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1890-09-04

this quick, silent interpreter, and he
permitted it.
When Arthur went home, he noticed
that the uneasy wind had changed
1t had suddenly swung into the east.
Before he went to bed, he looked out
of a window toward the sea.
Cant see Squirrel Light!' he
murmured.
When one could not see a fash from
this lighthouse, it meant a fold of
haze across the sea, and that more
might be coming. 1t arrived the next
day. There accompanied it a heavily
dripping rain. The wind, though,
had stiffened 1t swung also into the
northeast. By another twilight there
was an angry, wild uproar of surf all
up and down the beach. The wind
steadily increased. Through the
night the wind drove harder and
harder. The pillows rolled higher.
Into bedlam, pandemonium, had
the surf developed. What we may
have heard people call the cry of the
sea" on days of storm was fierce,
tumultuous uproar. as if strange
beasts of the sea were baying.
Just before break of day Arthur
was aroused from sleep by a voice at
his bedside. 1t was Maggie. She held
a candle in her hands. A shawl was
folded over her head and around her
shoulders. Her cheeks were splashed
with rain.
''Oh, Arthurl-I have come over
from the house"
Anybody sick? ?" heasked, eagerly.
Mother-but no sicker-than usu
al, and little-sister Polly is with her
and father Is Gown at the shore
and wanted to say there's a vessel
ashore-and / don't know-but
said, what if it should be the Sea-
Gull "?' The men say they think-it
may be"
Arthur was now dressing himself.
His heart went like a trip-hammer.
Maggie continued: "Maybe-Ben's
schooner don't-know what I'm
saying, Arthur! Yes, | do-William
Borland saysit's of no use-to launch
| a boat
But the life-saving crew, Maggie u
Five miles away-and that Bor-
land says he will ride, and see what
they say, but"
"He will never tell them, Maggie.
or he won't tell them quick enough
"That's what say-and could you
go? There's Jamie; can't you ride
him?"
''Ever so many times have | gone
on him, bareback, out in the pas
ture."
"Come, then!"
While they were saddling Jamie,
Maggie remarked, "That Borland
said he would go in his wagon up the
new road"
81 won't go his way. He would
stop me. He don't want to save the
'Sea-Gull. ,"
Cant you go the old road, Ar
thur"
"I'n fix it. Now l am ready.
Goodbye"
He had mounted Jamie, and was
away.
"i'n take the way through Great
Woods, and"
He hesitated.
Great Woods was the long stretch
of forest by the sea. Arthur knew
the way. Jamie's hoofs had again
and again pounded over it. But-a
stream from the sea, unbridged, di-
vided the forest. Jamie was a good
swimmer. He had carried Ben across
the creek.
"Won't he take me?" thought Ar
thur. IN try it. Ben said, Don't
iprht
,, why, he must 90 ahead and not mino
, consequences And Master BOrlanC
, will let that craftgo in pieces Yes, he
will. He won't hurry to the station
He wants Maggie"
Yes, the covetous sschoolmaster was
: Jogging along in his wagon, wonder
, in~ how he could quiet his conscience
: excuse himself to the public, and lei
: that vessel 90 in pieces, and her crew
90 to death with herl
And Arthur, he was hard pressing
! Jamie. Wasn't it right to be riding
. off on this errand? Did not God lool
e down upon and help the right? Yes
and somebody in the dusk anC
e shadow kept looking up as he rode
e asking God to prosper the right.
. at may not be the Sea-Gull y b
r murmured. "Then it is somebod.
q else to be saved. Get up theIe
5 Jamie -
The creek was reached. With ;
o splash, Jamie took to the water, swan
the creek, reached the other side, ant
sprang away.
All that Arthur seemed to be doin;
!. was to cling and look up in prayer
n mile after mile.
5 And clinging and looking up hav
!. carried many IA soul through har'
l. place.
5 Ahead, though, flashed light fron
: the living-room of the station. Th
entire crew aroused, horses wer
: brought from neighboring farm
$ and away went the surfmen, thei
q wagon, breeches-buoy, and life-car.
e :" We will take the new road," sal
d the captain of the crew. "We sha
=, meet with less difficulty than on tn
e old road"
Arthur did not then think of it, bu
k half a mile away he said: oh, theI
is Master Borland, and he will tur
n us back with some story of his p
But Master Borland had not bee
m anxious to find the life-saving GREY
D. He had allowed himself to take
8, wrong road. When he was in I'll