Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1897-08-26
CAST UP BY THE SEA.

CAST UP BY THE SEA.
One {. these rare old houses the
relies Of the seventeenth century,
whose quaint carving and fantastic
ornaments attract antiquarian tastes,
and the decay OF which makes us sigh
When we look upon them us the last
memorials Of Il by gone age~-was q few
years ago the scene ot gathering ot
a large circle of yonng and middle
eyed persons. They were the doscen-
Giants Of the first owners OF the old
house, for II was one of the few man
sions that do not pass out of the
original family. There WAS Henry
Broadhurst and his wife and children
Kate Rroadhurst. who married into
the equally ancient family of Middle
tons ard was the mother OF brave sons
and fair daughters and then came n
mingling OF bachelor uncles, maiden
| aunts, widows, and widows children,
| second cousins, and others whose re-
| lationship was hewilderiug to II
stranger, but which ali seemed easy
enough to the family group 20 un-
| raNcl
The house stood ON pleasant slope
| leading to tho sea. lis broad sweep Of
| terraces almost touching the sands,
and Its trees scattering thclr fruit
| aloug the beach Whenever the winds
held high festival among tho branches,
| The fine forests behind tho house made
solemn music nj these festivals Of the
storm king, while the waves 2upplied
the heavy uudertonc. fut on a fair
| day, when nature put on her smiles
and dimples. there was no loveli2r spot
than BrOadhurst no sweetar music
than the murmuring OF the waves ut
| its foot, or the soft siEhing Of the
! 81 MINER breeze among the ircctops.
For most of the wear the mansion
was the abode only of Harry Broad
bursts immediate family; hut in sum
mcr and part of The autumn It wns
! peopled by the numerous relations whl
claimed II as their trystng place AT
the time ! speak Of Percy Broad
hurst, the eldest son of the resident
! family, and n young son Of his de-
ceased brother a mere boy, were both
at sea in the same vessel, and daily
| expected from long voyage The
mother of Young Arthur Broadhurst
young woman Of 30 was among the
! guests, awaiting he arrival of her boy
whom she reluctantly allowed to make
! With hon ,lN.,Nt
/ Percy. who now bore the rank OF
captain
Morning after morning Helen Broad
hurst took her station upon m emil
nence where her brother had placed a
fine telescope, and hour after hour she
swept the broad bay by its help, vainly
! imagining every sail that hove in sight
was bringing her absent child. Ar
! thur Broadhurst was n boy Of whom
amy mother might have been proud
| He was nearly II, tall and stout for
/ his age, handsome as n picture brave
and true hearted, and passlonatcly de-
voted to his young and beautiful
mother For Arthur's sake she had
/ resisted the persuasions OF Henry
! Middleton to become his wife, and re-
solved to devote herself wholly to her
sons welfare
They had been expected in August
and II was now nearing the last OF
! September Already the autumn gales
we're blowing high, and the equlnoctial
threatened It's yearly fury The moon
was near It's full but II was obscnred
! by neecy clouds that scuddcd athwart
the sky with rapidity that beto-
! kencd coming tempest. Helen's
heart sank within her. for we'll she
knew the signs so plainly discerniblc
on the sea coast before storm.
She had stationed herself at win
dow overlooking the sea ever since
/ dinner. and now II was evening, In
/ vain had she been summoned to tea. a
dreadful presentiment OF danger or
distress filled her soul. Az the wind
! how1ed and roared in the wide old
chimney, she shuddered.
Fanny Middleton csme In and be-
| sought her to go Gown.
II can not, Fanny" she answered.
] l snail never ~ ilIlll , INV"
thing OF my child"
Helen how perfectly absurd.
thought you were wise woman.
viii go and tell Henry never to quote
/ you to me as pattern OF wisdom
J again"
Hush. Fanny. ! am certain that
something is happening, even now.
My impression is as vivid as II II
were really passing before me that the
ship is in danger. have sat here and
dreamed that IL was dashed upon the
shore yonder. have seen my Ar
thurs face wet with the salt brine
and lying among the sea weeds. and
Percy struggling with the waves,
unable to save himself or my boy. oh.
Fanny, | may live to see that dream
realized"