Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1893-07-20

strongly tempted to put her foot on it and
try main strength in forcing the crusts
apart; the mischievous pup which ate one
| of her new slippers, and reduced her pin
cushion to heap of rags and saw dust :;
the bright yellow glass dishes on the table,
the screaming. noisy children, who made
| night aud day hideous with how,s worthy
OF any tiger IN his native jungle. and who
| Insisted on climbing into teachers lap, re
| gsrdless of the effect of dirt and molasses
| upon her new gown; the tedious even
! ings when she sat and listened to the scold-
| ing voice Of Mrs Carver as she enumerat-
cd the failings of her neighbors until eight
O'Clock, when she crept up stairs to her
room, and looking out of the window,
across the road, where the frogs croaked
In the dark swamp, she would resolve,
over and over again. never to teach anoth-
er school as long as she lived
Bat everything comes to an end sooner
or later, and Friday night, after the last
spelling class had gone whoopipg down
the road. she took ont her pocket mirror
aud scrutiuized her face carefully
You have done we'll, Margaret Dan
forth. she decided at last. ''to exist through
week like the past, Of trials aud dffcul-
ties and sill be minus gray hairs and lines
of care. Take heart, my dear, and keep
on. You'Il stand most anything now"
An ,x-{.
mirror, and fell to wondering what was
going on at home.
Saturday afternoon she spent In wander.
ing about the beach. The tide was low,
Toward the end OF this point Madge found
several shallow pools. Here she fell to
studying natural history. Some tiny sea
flies We're dsrting from side TO side, aud
the barnacles on the bottom were reaching
forth from their shells tiny fanlike claws.
as though searching for something. A
hermit crab toiled over the bottom Of the
pool, dragging the winkle she'll that served
As coat of mail
Absorbed in these, Madge failed to no.
tce the rising tide, and aroused at last
from her revcrie, she found herself on an
island with stretch Of ripping water be-
tween herself and the beach.
well, Madge," she remarked to herself.
you're in for it now. and | see no way OF
escape but to wade and the sooner the
better. But wait-I behold the form Of
man in the distance, Come quickly. q.
knight, and release from her pcrilou, po-
sition this fair damsel!"
tlambering TO the top OF the highc>,
rock. she tiuttered her handkerchief in the
breeze The man came nearer, and. seeing
the Imprisoned ma den, he quickened hi,
steps Mad.e recognized Roger Alley Il.
he plunged into the fast deepening water.
now nearly 10 the tops Of his rubber boots.
and wsded out to the rock where she was
standing
Hold on right round my neck" he
directed, ''an III take you over all safe"
and she was lifted In the arms OF the stall
wart fisherman and borne, dry -shod, across
the intruding current
Lucky thing come across this way"
her teliycrer remarked as he deposited his
far burden on the beach, and she released
her grasp Of his coat collar. She was pro-
fuse in her thanks and expressions OF
gratitude. He helped her up the bank and
walked up the path by her side when
they parted. at Mr. Carvers door. be had
promised to wash out his fishing boat
some evening. and row her out to the
lighthouse.
With Roger a new life seemed to have
opened. The row across 10 the light house
was but the first Of many. 1t was Roger
who brought her great punches Of blue
and white violets, who climbed trees TO
gather wild pear blossoms for her, who
brought her shells and came in early from
his fishing that he might wash his boat
and be ready 10 row her across the bay In
the moonlight. and who olu>hed painfully
at the sound Of her voice or the mention
of her name.
The young men of the pint, trne to their
custom. had assembled at the house 10 meet
"the teacher" each dressed IN his best
suit Of store clothes" and highly redoleut
OF his favorite essence.
But their respective charms seemed to
make no Impression on the object OF atten-
ton, though they all bent in humble ado
ration before her.
Roger was the favored one, aud the COS
sips Of the "P'int" soon began contidlng 10
one another that Roger was payin' atten-
ton TO tie teacher, and the number Of
her society was carefully noted
1t was Saturday afternoon. Roger had
hauled his lobster traps and caught a
sufficient quantity Of sculpns for bait for
his traps on Monday, and now with the
consciousness Of six days work well done.
he made his way to the Carver homestead
to ask Madge to 90 out mackereling. The
mackerel had just ''stiuck," and now it
was the prevailing amusement at the Point
to 90 out ''jigging" mackerel every pleas
ant afternoon.
A few steps from the path that led to
the shore and screened from view by
low wall covered with blackberry bushes,
a young man sat before an easel, endeavor-
ing to transfer to the canvas the view
spread before him. Hearing the voices of
Madge and her attending swain, he peeped
through his leafy screen to see If he was
likely to be interrupted. As they passed
him, his lips pursed in an involuntary
whistle.
"Madge DanfoIth. as | live! What is
she doing in this forsaken place? And one
of the natives dancing attendance! Well,
that looks natural. Guess I'll go up to
| that house and see if can get any iuforma-
ton"
Packing up his colors and folding his
easel, he scaled the wall, and following the
narrow footpath soon came to the house
whose roof he had seen in the distance
1t was the Carver domicile 10 answer
to his knock Mrs. Carver appeared at the
door. To his request for drink of water
she replied that he might come in and wait
| while she went To the snrinp This ar