Telegram-herald. ([Grand Rapids, Mich.) 18??-1892, 1891-05-03

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I'VE are too near the shore," he in
terrupted. abruptly.
We were within . few rods Of tha
clustering bushes thas ] knew con-
tanned help Oh. heAyea. could I but
reach their friendly shelter. How hike
mass Of lead my heart sank in my
bosom As saw him catch up the oars
| and strike out once more in the con-
trayy direction
But a. he turned his heed away l
caught up the shezthed knife and flung
IL hurting upon the shore.
What's that" he demanded, turn
ing quickly round
''Its your WITCH" ] said, as uncon-
eernedly as could Don't you think
we ought to go ashore and see what has
become Of bsr?"
His eyes roved rsstlessly along the
| green bank
II don't know; what DO you think7'
why, she is your snemy. No doubt
II was she who spread the report Of
your death. You ought 70 address her
IN conciliatory manner; and il you
could once bring her to terms, what
would prevent you from assumAg your
proper station once mose in England. I"
That's very true. Here, head her in
toward the land. l wonder l never
thought Of that before"
Poor fever-brained lunatici Even in
the consciousness of my own mortal
peril my heart achcd for the crazy
Nights of hts sick fancy.
Wo were close to the friendly land;
the long, silver-green tresscs Of the will
lows almost touched my throbbing
forehead, when my strange companion
started to his feet, with q yell that
aroused all the echoes floating over the
peaceful lake:
'Traitor-spy! double-dyed villainl
you have been deceiving me. Your
hirelings Turk among yonder bushes
But ii Is in vain!-the royalty of Eng
land shall never fall prey to base arti-
Aces like these"
He sprang toward me like an infuri-
sAed tiger. Al the Same time the shore
seemed 70 become alivo with huxryinR
figures. and with . last impulse
caught up the rope that lay coiled in
the bottom Of the boat with one end az
fixed to an iron hook. and threw 1t des-
| perately shoreward. could see . tall
form plunging waist deep into the
water 10 grasp at it; and then the cling
| ing arms of my terrible companion
were wreathed around me, and l knew
no more.
"Are you better. sir?"
/ ssn>Ax.-o
| Where am I?'
Here. at little inn, snug In bed;
bnt you've had . stormy time Of It
What on earth possessed you to 60 in .
boat with that poor gentleman?"
MAD, isn't he?" asked, with al the
| Aightful occurrences csowdinG back
upon my mind, as one may remember
| the hideous fantasies of . troubled
dream.
Mad a. . March hare. DIR; thinks
hos Prince Albert They say he's tho
worst case in the asylum. sir-sseaped
last night, and has been Wandering
about the shores all tho morning"
'Is he safe at last?"
Eyes, sir; they had the deuce Of .
time getting hold Of him. though. He
threw you overheard as II you had been
swillow twig and then SWAN like . fsh
himself. Dick Dayton-that's his keep
er, sir-ssys he's got tho strength Of
twenty Samsons In those long arms Of
his"
So ended that long. frightful morning
among the peaceful solitudes Of
Shadow lake; but carry an everlasting
memorial Of it In the shEpe Of . single
lock Of hair that CLEANS, white a. sil-
yer, among the chestnut luxuisnce
that curls over my temples. While I
live, and while that lock retains its
CHASTITY Wilderness, shall never remem-
Der my peril and deliverance without .
shudder.-N. Y. World.