Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1898-08-25
A Terrible UlOmeDt.

Yes, terrible-that is just what it
was. l shall never forget it, even
should l live to one of those won
drous ages at times recorded in the
papers. Moreover, it was not thing
for man to forget. Many events
may slip from our mind, but never
that moment when we stand on the
brink of the grave, brought thither by
the probability of an awful death.
It happened in this way. / had been
in Australia for about five years, dur
ing which time 1 had amassed a toll
cradle fortune, when / began to long
to see the old country again-a desire
considerably strengthened by the fact
that the girl loved, and who had con-
scented to be my wife, was going to
England, and l could not bear the
thought of such an extent of ocean be-
tween us; so I determined to go too,
and let our marriage take place there
May Brodstone was the only daugh
ter of well-to-do squatter, and the
prettiest, incest girl for miles round
the station, though, until I had become
acquainted with her, rather fond Of a
bit of girlish Irritation. This was the
worse for me, as it turned out.
Among her many admirers was one
Jacob kiel. Dark-haired, dark-eyed,
ark-complexioned, he was of that
class of men who feel strongly, and
who never forget an injury-like wild
cats, they are nasty customers to Of
fend. Well May, 1 fear, had f1irted
somewhat with Jacob Kiel, who, l
really believe, loved the very ground
she walked on, though she declared
and l knew it was true-that she had
never given him the slightest hope.
1t was about this time that l APP
peared upon the scene; and she dis,
covered that she had found the right
man, as l had found the right girl.
May Brodstone instantly gave up all
her admirers, was as steady and quiet
as a gun-tree when no wind blows,
and finally said the Eyes" upon which
my happiness depended.
Old Mr.. Brodstone knew that the
match would be a good one, and read
lily gave his consent, so that our en-
gagement was soon made public. L
was present when the news reached
Jacob Kiel I shall never forget his
face. His lips were compressed, his
dark eyes contracted; he looked from
May to me, and l felt If he could he
would do much mischief. Without a
syllable he quilted the place. A
strange sensation ran through me as
he departed; and May told me that a
cold shudder had run through her
veins.
We did not see much of Kiel after
this. though we knew he was often
about the station on business; but the
man somehow threw kind of shadow
over Mays and my happiness, and we
We're not at all sorry when we got on
board the steamer and steamed on
towards Old England. We had not,
however got eleverly out of sight OF
land when May, giving little cry, put
her had on my arm. and, slightly nod
ding her head towards the lower deck,
said
"Oh, Edward, look-he is here too!'
And so he was. Leaning quietly
over the side, watching the land ap-
parently, was Jacob Kiel-a passenger
for England, like ourselves. Will
own that I was considerably annoyed,
though when May, drawing neaher,
exclaimed, in a low, startled voice,
Edward dear, don't know how it is,
but dread that mani cannot divest
my mind OF the thought that he means