The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1890-02-21

leading her down the slope towards the
boat; ''much obliged to ye.n
'Queer old Dick" mused the brisk clerk,
looking after them. 81 suppose she's his
daughter. She'd be good looking if she
didn't cry So" Then, being practical
young man, he dismissed them at once
from his mind and went back to his work.
The sail down the Hudson river was ac-
complished in the usual time, and finally
the New York wharf was reached. Rose
and Uncle Aaron made part of the crowd
that leaned over the railing nearest the
dock. Eagerly Uncle Aaron glanced into
the faces below him and finally caught sight
of Jacob. "There he is, Rose-see him?'' he
exclaimed, pointing excitedly. No, Rose
couldn't see him. A mist of tears hid the
dock and all from her sight. But this
passed, and eagerly Uncle Aaron pointed
him out again. That's him with the black
beard, Rose-see?"
"Yes," answered Rose, family; ~ should
have known him."
1t seemed long time before the boat was
made fast and the broad gang-plank put
down, and then how the crowd surged
ashore "Careful there!" called out one of
the officials, mot so many at time"
Uncle Aaron let Rose go first, and Jacob
sprang up foot or two along the plank to
meet her. "My wifer' he exclaimed, as he
LOOK her in his arms, blind to every thing
save the one stupendous fact that she had
come back to him. Uncle Aaron, few feet
up the board, stopped still, gazing at them,
his great heart beating with joy.
"Come, come, get along you, can't you?r
said some one behind him, and then-per
haps 1t was because he was blinded by his
happy tears or because the careless crowd
lostled too roughly-but Uncle Aaron's foot
slipped from the gang plank, he struggled,
lost his balance, and fell nto the water. In
stantly shout went up "man overheard
with a ring of fear in it that filled every
heart. Rose, unclasped second before by
Jacob, had seen him fall. s'Saye himi Oh.
for the love of God, save him !n she shrieked,
springing to the edge. "Will no one save
himl"
Jacob had thrown off his coat and was
ABOUT to jumpin, when strong arms held him
back, saying: "That is folly; thew are
throwing him rope-see?" ''Let-me-
go" struggling and biting in his agony.
he was giant. He burst from his captors
ana leaped overheard. Rose like piece of
marble, In strained torture, bent over look
ing at them. Jacob caught his fathar aud
tried to hold him up. Whether 1t was his
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Uncle Aaron's unseltish impulse to help
himself was not known but he slipped and
again sank Jacob Immediately dived. By
this time small boat had been let down.
Jacob came up again, his father In his hold.
He struggled, fought out towards the boat
reached 1t, held on to it with one hand and
took moments breath. Two men In the
boat eagerly hauled him in. And then such
a shout as went up from human throatsl
Men roared, huzzaed, shook hands with each
other, strangers kissed each other-such is
that blind, instructive brotherhood Of man
certainty made dumb. The boat was hauled
up to the dock and the form of Uncle Aaron
was slowly lifted out
"Oh-h! not deadl" cried out woman's
voice with lonely wall in it like the cold,
shivering sigh of the wind on the winters
night-"not dead"
The crowd trembled moment in sympa-