The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1897-06-06
Copyrighted, 1897, by c. y. Harereaves.

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herring boat in. must less brig. Fetch
more wood-more wood, Dick; there,
that's better Lor! how she blazes"
The speaker rubbed his hands together,
chucklng with noisy delight, which had
something almost elhsh in it. The mrid
flaming glow from the bonfire sent savage
CLEANS across the rocks. lighting up every
hole and Granny with its searching rays
II sent a glow, too, across the troubled
tossing waters of the mighty Atlantic,
dashed now into fury by the on-com'ng
storm. Cracking, spluttering, blazing IKE
some hideous funeral pyre, fed by unholy
hands. the light shot upwards toward the
heavens. while far away across the tum>
hing waste Of waters, mems eager eyes
searching in the storm for place OF refuge
caught the reflection OF the gleams' ana
mining their barque ahead toward what
seemed to promise anchorage and safety
wore caught fun in the blast, scarcely
mile away from the cruel rocks OF CrlVeh
Point. -, .-,..-+t,,.
iotv-hroved and brutal, stood on the SUM
init together, watching with eager YET
pitiIess ewes the struggle OF the Sdlldiit
iitt1e baro,le. whose skipper, realizing now
tbe fran into which he had fallen, strain
ed every nerve 10 steer away A0
fatal rocks -.
T2ut the fury Of the storm was now at
AZ HIGHT and tossed hither and thither
nv the waves, sucked down one moment
into the throat of some whlrlpool, the heA.
dashed high above the SURF, ms poat
driffed heiplessly like a splinter OF WOOD
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whether he found anchorage now, or per-
ished in the storm. He, and his barque
with her valuable cargo must TAN al the
turn of the tide into the hands OF those
Iavless wretches to whom mercy was IN
known. and whose whole livelihood OFTEN
depended upon what they couio "res1
from the clutches of the sea.
rri1oee have changed since the poor i'll
fated Mary Augusta of Cardim went
ashore that terrible night on the rocks
of Criven Point. Legislation, with hef
Dowerful hand, has checked this brutai
trade. and what the sea yields up Is no
longer the possession of the Under; out IN
the year of which / speak wrecking was
the rule rather than the exception, and
Ia vv,sss hands of men infested every inch
Of dangerous coast-line, seeking by their
bondres to attract some gallant ship TO
her ruin.
The tide had already turned, and was
running out the fury Of the storm seemed
TO be abating somewhat, but the little
baroue struggled no longer. She had gone
10 nieces on the sharp rocks, and the
wild waste of the tossing waters was
strewn with dark masses of floating de-
bris. When morning dawned an attempt
would be made to reach the main portion
of the wreck but at present the hardy
fisherman contented themselves with
snatching from the ruthless grasp of the
waters. such floating aotsam and jetsam
as could be easily procured.
1t was a wild weird scene, but not with
ont a picturesque element. The moon had
risen now, as If to aid the men in their
unholy search, but the bonfire, no longer
required was burning down to dull red
glow, the heat in its vicinity almost in
sufferable. Perhaps woman who untii
then had been a passive spectator of the
wild scene standing motonless on one or
the narrow lodges of rock, found this
warmth more penetrating than welcome,
for she moved suddenly away, when, ow-
ing 70 the fall of a piece of timber,
bright flame of sparks shot out in her III
rectlon, bringing with 1t an intensified
heat
She loosed the coarse shawl in which,
until now, she had been wrapped, and
allowed it TO fall, revealing the lissome
lines Of her shapely figure She was tail,
considerably above the average hight for
a woman, easy in her gait, with an agility
which spoke volumes for the free open
air she lived.
"A bad work, a bad work." she muir
INJURED. striking her clenched hand upon
the rock. "Ah, these poor doomed
wretches May God have mercy upon
them, for man will nOtI'
Her eyes, searching the wild waves,
seemed to take in every detail. She could
see the men. waist deep in water, Tight
ing with the waves and each other, for a
share of the spoil, their voices, oaths,
and shouts coming clearly up to her above
the moaning of the wind. Further away,
motionless upon the wreck-strewn shore,
lay two figures. 1t was no new sight to
her--she had seen such often before-but
even now, familiar though the scene had
grown, slight shudder convulsed ner
Then she turned, and ran lightly down the
rocks. A minute later she was amongst
the busy crowd. There were women
there too; loud-voiced, brazen, lacking In
every softer feminine attribute, and eager
as the men for their share of the spoil.
Just as Joan Mallory reached the shore,
another body had been brought in. that
OF a tall slim man, whose dress, although
minus coat and waistcoat, testified 20 his
rank I'm life. There was "a slight scufile
between the two men who had dragged him
up on 10 the shore But the find was a
out into their eager hands as they rihed
his pockets. one or two things. such as
old letters bunch OF keys ana lead
pencil, they flung away with an oath.
leaving the man there amongst his Inflated
companions. Joan Mallory ben; over him.
His face, with its aquilne features aud
waves Of curly hair. was OF indescrbable
beauty; he seemed as much removed from
her world as II he were creature Of am
other hemisphere. She tore open his RULED
shirt, placing her hand upon his heart 1t
eth beat family.
just then one OF the men came up 20 her
A swathy, dark-eyed man. with a dare.
devil beauty which appalled, even while II
attracted.
we are in lucks way tonight Joan. %
he said, pacing his hand Familiarity upon
her shoulder. such a rare haul. nnd
mine no poor share. Another night Xix,
this and you and I can set up our tent 60,
gether. What are you doing with ths
fehowY An, my girl. his pockets wor,
rined some time since, there is NOTHING
for your pretty fingers. a pity. too. sine,
you are not over fond OF poking about
dead men. Brought your mind 60 YOU
situation, Ell? It's Time The wife o
wreckor can't afford 10 have line feel
ings.'
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