The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1895-07-06

and when the hour drew near FOR the
boats arrival. IL occurred to Margery
TO prepare tea for the returning party.
Entering the precincts sacred TO Rar-
barn, she pulled the shining copper
kettle forward on the spotless stove
/ everything was in the highest state OF
| polish and threw out little glints and
sparks Of light. Upon the snowy floor
lay the immense Irvine mat which had
cost Barbara untold hours of toll TO
knit, and was the apple Of her eye, but
Don's pet detcstation. For some rea-
son. deeply hidden In his canine mind,
| he had determined that Barbarn's mat
| should not remain on Barbara's kitch-
On floor. The small ball OF raveled-out
twine, which the German woman had
: as yet not found time 10 reknit, lay
! tucked under the mat. Don sneaked
slyly In at the open door, seized
the ball between his sharp teeth,
and dashed of toward the beach, with
Margery In hot pursuit. while stitch by
stitch the wonderful mat melted away,
like mist before the morning sun.
Margery caught the dog at last, and,
pulling the Irvine from him, had begun
70 administer severe lecture, when
suddenly the words died on her lips,
for her eye caught sight of an empty
boat, riding lightly upon the water
NOT many yards distant from the
shore 1t was Aunt Dorcas' little skiff.
and the girls heart almost ceased
beating as she watched IL swing idly
TO and fro, and asked herself what
horrible thing must have happened.
Don raised his head and uttered n
quick, sharp bark. Margery's troubled
eye travelled over the smooth expanse
of water toward Cults rock. Then
she gave great cry, for the sinking
sun fell upon three female figures
huddled together on the very summit
She understood all. There was q
grand view In the surrounding coun-
try from this spot, and Aunt Dorcas
was Ia the habit Of landing every new
conner there, when the tide served, and
pointing out the various beauties.
This time the boat must have been
carelessly secured. for IL had evidently
fioated away unobserved until 1t was
too late 10 recapture IL.
Cults rock was not more than a
quarter of mile distant, and Margery
could easily discern each separate
figure. Her mother and her aunt
stood together, their arms entwined;
and behind them lowered Barbara,
with the oars over her shoulders. Now
and then she put the oars down and
waved both arms wildly in the air;
and then Margery could hear that she
was shouting for help. At first the
girl was only slightly troubled She be-
gan TO try TO recall in which direction
their nearest neighbor lived. There
was not another pair of oars on the
place. and she certainly must setd
some one 10 take the boat back 10 the
stranded party. She was wandering
up and down rather vaguely, wien
she noticed that the waves were rtn-
ming In rapidly, and that each one, as
IL curled over and receded, encroached
little farther upon the sand than its
predecessor. Il
Margery will never forget thstmo-
ment; for all at once she remembered
chat CULTS rock was deep under water
at high tide. and that the tide was rum
much time2 She must run for help;
but where? The nearest house was
half mile away. Each time she
turned toward the rock she saw that
the water was creeping slowly and
surely toward the summit, and the
girl clasped her hands In despair and
sobbed aloud as she realized her help
lessness
Don's bright eyes were fixed upon
the spot. too. and every now and
again he would run out into the water
and utter a sharp little bark Of per-
pl,kity, and then return to gaze up
into Margery's face The girl paid no
attention 10 the small creature, but in
her misery she wandered backward
and forward, wringing her hands and
moaning. Presently her foot became
entanglcd in the Irvine OF Barbara's
mat AS she bent TO free herself a
thought darted through her mind.
EYES," she said aloud, lit sour only
hope, our only chance"
The next moment Margery was in
the shining kitchen, and had seized
the remains OF the mat and was drag
| KlLlK ~ uOWn w tht bIu'nf NfAA<N DtA@f
quite wild with JOY, gyrated and gam
boiled around her, swapping and tug
ging ut her burden.
With trembling fingers the girl
pulled at the cord; 1t wsk tout and
strong, and raveled out ST Sthly and
swiftly. Then she tried u calculate
the distance from the beach TO Cults
rock, but her agitation and fright
were too great The women stood in
the same place, and the water seemed
now TO lap 10 their feet. Margery
waved her hand and called She beard
an answering cry, but i sounded so
faint and despairing that she did not
trust herself 10 look again; SO, calling
Don TO her, she strolxed his pretty
head gently and said:
''You must go, Don. You must try
a.