Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1891-10-03

And Dorsey Wnceler. strained his
eyes through the gray mist which was
already beginning to gather over the
landscape. exclaimed:
WHO has an opcra-glassP / see
something on that tall rock that seems
10 lean toward the water-something.
arl quite certain. that moves
The captain produced his glass.
"Thoughio be sure" said he. "gIasses
amt much use in such plaguey Scotch
mist as this. But. / declare. there is
something up there fluiteriDg ia tl,a
wind, like someone waving a signal OF
distressr'
Bolton snatched the glass from the
veterans hands and hurriedly adjusted
Ii to his own eyes.
1T is Octavia's veil" ho said. Il
can see the pink flowers. like little
dots Of color. on her head. Good
heavens She has been mad enough to
climb that rock. all for spirit OF crazy
adventure"
'It's bad Job for her. then" said
the fisherman. who. having left his
nets to take care of themselves, had
mingled, black Pipe aud all. in the
general confusion. ''For now the tide
Is in there ant nobody nor nothin' can
get near Mother Carey's rocks. And
If the wind rises. as its goin' 10 do. as
sure rs blazes she'll he blowed into
kingdom come at the very first puIf.'
Can nobody help her9" cried the
horriIied group.
The old salt shook his head.
You'd come to your own death"
said he, without !.elpin' her mite.
There was man killed there twenty
one years ago come October. He"
I'VE are losing time" said the cap
tain impatiently. There's black
squall driving up on the wind. and Id
not give much for our lives il we don't
get clear of those confouuded rocks.
OF course we're all sorry for the young
lady. but so far as | can see she'll have
to take the consequences of her folly.
It's impossible to risk n whole barge
load for her. Ladies and gentlemen,
all forward now. if you please!"
But Duncan Ray stepped out from
the ranks.
''Bolton" said he, Mcdowell
Christian men all of you! Are you
going deliberately Off, to leave the
sweetest aud most precious of our
number to perish in the winds and
waves?'
I'll don't see that we can do any
thingw stammered Bolton. This
good man says that we Should only
risk our own lives to no purpose"
And you must see yourself" added
Launcelot Mcdowell, that il would
be certain death 10 try to cross the
water now that the tide is rising so
FAST"
There's no time for parleyr said
the captain impatientIy. The bell
will ring directly. and whoever isn't on
board then isn't on board at all! Eh!
where are you going. Mr.. Ray?"
10 the top Of youtler cliff" said
Duncan. pulling his hat resolutely over
mis- brows. 10 rescue that girl or die
in the attempt"
But at the same moment slender
figure. with zephyr shawl drawn
lightly over its head, stepped out from
behind the old bulkhead - Octavia
GLAND herself.
DO not risk your life. Duncan Rayw
she said in n sweet. clear voice. II
am quite safe. My veil and hat blew
off. and | could not diseutangle them
from the sharp rocks. But 1 myself
was fortunate enough to make good NV
retreat before the dreadful wind got
too high. And came up behind you
all and heard you talk. and -and-O
Duncan. | can't bear TO think Of it ALL
Let Us go back to the steamer rs fast
as we can. aud get out Of this frightful
place.
She covered her eyes with one hand
rs she spoke. while with the other she
clung close to Duncan Rays arm, as
if it were refuge beyond all compu-
tation. But all the way back TO New
York she never once condescend< to
speak to Harry Bolton or Mr.. Me-
Dowell; aud when she returned home
that evening she was engaged to Dun
can Ray.
For know now" she said with
little tremor in her voice. "who, and
who alone, would have risked his life
for such silly child as r.
Harry Bolton and Mr.. Mcdowell fell
like recreant knights indeed.
Decidedly awkward" said the
former.
Yes" asserted the latter. PUTS
one-ahem!-iu such an awkward posi-
ton. ."-NeW Orleans Delta.