People's voice. [volume] (Wellington, Sumner County, Kansas) 1890-1917, 1894-04-06

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A solitary wave, stronger than its
fellows, passed beneath the vessel; it
swayed slightly, and the black buoy
swung round, and a single signing
note, plaintive, inarticulate, yet full of
meaning to hearts that could hear,
swept over the water.
She turned and looked off over the
sea to the cold blue horizon. A tear
sparkled on her cheek, and the Judge,
drawing nearer, said to her,
"My child, few women have such
love bestowed upon them without hope
of reward"
And I've lost it! l cannot tell him
all the shame and misery l suffer. lie
isn't working down there for me.
know what he is looking for"
eyes, dear, we all know; and I'm
very glad could help him."
"You helped him?'
Eyes; for your sake"
so! II hope he will find nothing!'
"Why%
"BecauSe-oh, can't you see? He
may trace my mothers name, or my
fathers name, and then shall lose
my second father"
He gravely kissed her forehead, and
then they turned back to where the
others stood near the side of The
schooner, watching where two streams
OF bubbles were rising through the
green water. The Captain of the
wrecker was explaining to Mrs. Gear
ing and the woman with the child
something about the work below. This
other woman was apparently a
stranger, and stood looking on in
silence. The man who had come with
them was standing behind Mrs. Gear
ing, while the old Captain was work
ing hard at the air-pump
Suddenly, with scream, Mai john
son sprang at this man and with a
desperate push threw him in con-
fused heap upon the deck.
"You cowardi You-oh, You meant
to kill him.
The creature tried TO scramble up
but his glasses fell off, and his hat
flew overheard, for the captain of the
wrecker struck him fearful blow on
the head and stratched him senseless
on pile of ropes. The woman ran to
his side, and Mrs. Gearing wrung her
hands in terror.
"Oh! it is Royal! My son! my son!
they have killed your
The woman placed the child on the
deck, and, throwing aside her veil,
knelt by the fallen man and began to
chafe his hands.
Heavens! Mademoiselle Rochet!
What does this mean? OH my son!
my son.
Lend hand, men, lend a hand!
Haul up the divers Work the pump,
mani work, for your sons lifer'
1t was wonderful how quickly the
men gathered from every part of the
vessel With main strength they be-
gan to haul on two ropes that hung
over the ships side into the water.
One rope slackened slightly, the other
was strained taut.
"He's all right. He's coming up"
cried one of the men.
"Pull on the other rope. Haul all
haul! There! his heads out. Quick!
up with him. There! Lay him on the
deck. Take off the helmet. Quick,
man, quick! Lend a hand, Captain"
Up from the green water came q
giant figure, that,sturdily climbed upon
the deck. Behind this marine monster
came another, dragged up, lump and
lifeless. They laid him en- tie deck,
and the men unfastened the great hel.
met and took it off.
"0h! my lovel my love!"
1t was Sam Johnson, back from the
sea. His halr was wet and his face
Was white.
Take off the dress. Careful, men.
That's right, miss; hold his head while
we get him out O the dress"
Judge Gearing looked in silence at
the extraordinary scene before him.
The young man seemed to be dead
drowned while on loves mission.
Away in corner he saw his wife
weeping over her son. Above the
PROSTATE diver stood the figure of the
old Captain, his thin hair fiuttering in
the wind, his knotted hands clinched
in righteous anger. Never in his seat
in courts had he felt so heavily the
weight of judicial duty. He recognized
the entire case in all its bearings
the strange man and woman who had
begged to be permitted to come with
them to the schooner, his step-son at
tempting murder.
Curse that mis- bic wretch! He stood
on the pipe o purpose. He's killed nv
son."
"FatherI fatherl he's revirtng. Oh,
my loyel nv Lowell Am her. Pr -