The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1893-09-09

sir, an I'll tell We tale OF the sad I.
sad sea; a tale o. its cruelty 70 one
loved; a tale that's brimful with pain.
an woes an griefs; an. God. that he
should go! wild an awful the tenn
pest ragged when he dared an per-
ishedm After few moments Of
weeping and muttering TO herself she
began her disjointed narrative anew.
softly the gray mists hung far
DER the smiling bay. an the sun
sparkled on the little ripples that
were SO weak they hardly broke on
tho shore shat fair September morn
we two were married But as night
came on. great. dark. towerin' storm
clouds, leaden hued. scurried across
| the heavens, an the fierce red light
nings glowed an flashed on q roar
! in sea From the dark south came
up the gale. drivin' before il straight
unbroken rows of mountainous bill
lows, crowned on top same as with
white yeast; then, like fiend turned
loose with shriekin' yells an below
ms, down swoopcd the storm an
whipped big clots OF foam from of
the waves. an hurled the heavy
swell far up the groanin' shore.
Truly, the earth seemed frightened
with the madness OF the seas
"But in the house here we were
havin' a merry time We had lot
OF the women and children from town
and couple Of the young men who
were just in from trip aud stopped
over to see US married. Old Cap'n
Thomas and the minister had each
just said a grace, and we were about
to fall to and eat when suddenly some
one heard faint signal gun In a
minute feast aud everything was for
gotten; off rushed the whole company,
men, women and children. Malcolm
and me with them. to the beach.
What did we see in the darkenings
evening light? A vessel way out sea-
ward, pounding on the bar. Not
stick nor spar did she have standing;
shorn Of everything by the force of
the shock when she struck, and the
big waves dashin and lashin' clean
over her.
Not minute do we waste. but all
to the edge of the surf and then quick
call for volunteers. brave fellows who
count themselves nothing IL they can
only save some one clse's life. My
Malcolm felt no fear; he was the first
to spring forward and, though chung
to him and beseeched and sobbed,
would not heed me. lie gave one
last embrace to me, his new made
wife, and turned to the boat.
"Vainly / begged him to remain
with me that first day of our welded
life, but no, he counted his duty be-
fore all else. Oh, that had died
then! My heart was filed with
dark terror; twas torn and rent
apart with anguish that he would go:
my head was swimmin' and reelin.
and crazed with the cruel smart of
his first refusal Knocked and cursed
him there Ave, cursed him for
what was only right, for the boat
was but poorly manned, there were
so few men at the beach. and of
them some were old and almost
crippled; but in my selfish rawlings |
felt no pity for this poor ship in dis
tress, screaming again and again
that ] wished it would break up be-
fore they got started, and that If
they went ! hoped never TO see any
of them again.
SLOWLY my Malcolm left his place
at the bow of the boat; il live till
I'm hundred, which God pity me. |
hope ! won't, never can forget the
look | saw on his face in the wan
light.
."Nell. darling, kiss me goodby.
Won't? All well, God bless you" and
he was gone!
down on the sand fell in dead
faint. What thenP All, yes. lay
there but moment; the wet sand on
my face brought me to. stared
about me; none were left but a little
knot of women and children huddled
together. crying and peering through
the gloom at the struggling boat, and
q couple of old men still standing
waist deep in the water where they
had helped shove off.
"Now the surf is passed; they are
tossed on the great waves; down,
down they go far from sight in the
mad sea; then they come again up,
up. 'gainst wind and tide, now
topping on the point Of some mon
stcr billow, only to go plunging down
to meet the next, and pulling with
might and main to reach the wreck
that labored and strained on the bar
and threatened to go to pieces every
second.
Nov they work round under her
stern and are hidden from us by the
hulk, but soon we see them again
carefully approaching from the lee
side; but even there il seems too
rough to try to board her. Then we
know from the motions that they
have cast line, which must be
caught, as now we see a dark shape
suspended over the boat for an in
slant; the next vast, mountainous
wall OF foam overwhelms them, the
pale bursts ont afresh and when we