Waterbury evening Democrat., 1891-01-03

rough, and the waves ran pretty high,
casting drenching spray over every
thing as the little crafts were forced
straight through them.
For the first ten miles 1t was pretty
even race; then the wind died out COM
pletely. Night had set in. The
thunder sounded louder and closer and
the lightning came in binding flashes.
The clouds rolled upward from every
side until they met overhead. For q
few minutes the thunder stopped its
loud cannonado and the lightning
ceased.
The darkness was intense; the air
was hot and sitting. Then an ominous
sound came from q distance sound
that the occupants Of the boats had
often heard before-a low murmur at
first. increasing gradually in volume,
until at last, as 1t drew nearer. 1t
sounded like a roar of wrath, mingled
with shrill shrieks Of agony and de-
spair.
Sim and Jay hastily lowered their
sails and furled them snug and fast,
and just as the first chilly breath of the
squall touched their sweat-beaded
cheeks and foreheads they threw the
anchors overheard.
Then the storm broke loose in its
fury. The thunder roared more deafen-
ingly, the lightning flashed more blind
ingly than before. The two boats
seemed to be riding the gale safely un-
til suddenly the Annie's cable snapped.
The Annie was to the windward Of the
Lily, and when the cable parted she
drifted straight down upon the other
boat They came together with fear.
full crash. Then came . wave higher
crested and more furious than its fell
lows. 1t burst upon the boats while
they were yet side by side, sweeping
their decks from fore to aft, at the same
time tearing them apart and carrying
one far astern of tie other.
jay looked around for his sister. At
his feet, in the small cockpit in which
he was sitting, now half filled with
water, he saw q motionless figure, which
he thought to be hers. He reached
down his hand and dragged her toward
him.
A long and vivid flash lighted ur
every thing around him, revealing In
stead Of the expected face Of his sister
that of Annie Jason.
At that moment a woman's piercing
cry rung out above the voice Of the
storm. Jay heard it, and sprung to hi
feet.
ut is Lily. and she is drowning" ht
cried. I'll cut the cable and drift
down with the wind. I may save hel
yet"
He started forward, and just then tn,
topping lift broke, and the boom cam,
down with all its weight upon his head
With a moan upon his lips he sunl
| down unconscious
1t was a week after the night of tn,
squall on the bay when jay Sprat
awoke to consciousness again. He wa
at his home in Tomsburg. Two swee
faces were bending over him, while thu
arms belonging to the possessors Of tn,
faces were wound lovingly around eacl
| others waists.
"Where am I?'
'You are at home, Jay. and all i
WE'LL" said Lily, with smile.
And you didn't drown2"
mo, dear; thanks to Sim Jason, VIII
risked his own life to save mine"
'How did get homer"
annie"
But here the blushing Annie places
her disengaged hand over Lily's mouth
Ibid you sail the boat and take M
home, Miss Jason2" asked Jay, looking
up into her face.
YES" she whispered; 'but be quie
now, and try to go to Sleep"
The great majority of the people Il
Tomsburg are we'll pleased to know tina
the feud between the Jasons and tn
Spratts is at an end. A double weddin
is announced there to take place in tn
near future-N. o. Times Democrat.