The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1899-01-07
CHATTER XIV.

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CHAPTER XIV.
SIT is most extraordinary thing for
you to attempt my DEAR Madam had
said, with a rather cold smile, when Lady
Mountrevor and Winnie, wrapped in hoods
and thick shawls, had entered her break
fast-room to explain their absence, md
inform her Of their intentions for the rest
Of the day. you are very courageous, i
suppose, and it is really very good of you,
Lady Mountreyor, to take such IN interest
in those poor unhappy creatures. Can ]
do anything, can I send anything up to
Tregarthen, MildredP I will with PLEAS
nre.n
"Thank you, Madam, no." her niece re-
piled, coldly. '.Tregarthen House is well
supplied
t'And do you really think that any OF
them have escapede Hardly, I should i'm.
agine, poor c%reatures;;'' and Madam's little
dimpled baud futtered coquettishly
amongst the hanging white laces Of her
purple satin under-sleeves. as with a smile
she offered dainty breakfast-cup Of her
tayorite green tea to her visitors.
w breakfasted an hour since, thank
you, again." said Lady Mildred, more
trigtdly, and drawing Winnie away. 1--WE
but came to explain our absence, and
apologize for 1t, Madam. am old enough
to consider an effort to save a poor, half
dead sailors life of more Importance than
q comfortable breakfast at the usual nine
O'Clock hour-and l believe Miss Winnie
Caerlyon shares my popularity. We shall
not be home to dinner. Good morning,
MadamIn
Good morning, Lady Mountrevor!' re-
turned Madam, offended, and taking up
the newspaper.
Good morning, Madam!" said Winnie.
Madam rustled the paper very loudly,
held the sheet before her face, and made
no reply.
Dol really think that any of them have
escapedT" Lady Mountrevor repeated in,
~dignantly, as she and Winnie made their
way along the wild, bleak cliff road. "I5
prefer to make sure of the fact with my
own eyes and ears, at all events, instead
Of sitting slipping tea and enjoying raised
pies end buttered toast and reading the
paper, whilst my fellow creatures are per-
ishing in q watery grave within q mile of
my doors. Xou do not call that selishness
horrible, cold-blooded s~el1shnesss" she
said, sharply, to Winnie.
Madam would not be selfish IL those
she loved were in trouble or danger, 1 am
sure, !" answered Winnie. ",She does not
feel her sympathy excited, as yours is,
about poor strangers whom she never saw
Or heard of. II you or-or her nephew,
Captain Tredennick, were In trouble or
danger, she would act very differently. It
Is a lack Of Sympathy
II should say SO. decidedly!n Lady Mil
bred exclaimed, Indignantly. II wonder
II anyone has been saved. / wonder II
they know anything about the vessel yet.
What are they all doing down there on
the shore, Winniei viii you ask some
one,you know C~oastguard or some one
else-to tell us?n she said, impatiently.
fare they letting people die whilst they
save casks and barrelsln
But John Richards, Of whom Winnie
made inquiries, informed Lady Monntre.
vor. with Q responding shake of his head,
that there was no n saved.
"Leastways, my lady, theer be no one
but fower drownded dead corpses-al
white and gashly to look at, my lady-'e
daren't go anear ct 'emln
but the men that were seen coming
inf" Lady Mildred asked, eagerly.
"Blsas i'e. my LADY, means.n, John.
Richards replied, with a more responding
shake Of the head, .'they couldn't a-come
a-nigh the foot O the Head: they be dead
corpses long ago, my LADY,
But John Richards seemed fated to make
incorrect statements this morning, md
burly Ned Boscaw en- to hear and repri-
mand him.
who tould Of e that they was dead'"
Il Ia HarH n y Inl ~ - 1t
much acrimony. "Beg Ter pardon, my
lady, they was seen alive by young Will
Treglyn haafe an hour ago, one on EN-
waiyin' a white cloth or iag-for help. 1
s'pose, poor fellows! The young Will
Treglyn he see 'em when he climbed out
as far as he could on that spur OF rock be-
lew theer."
"And are you doing nothing to help
thems" Lady Mildred asked, with flashing
eyes. Those people below there nre risk
ing their lives after the rubbish from the
wreck, while the crew perish within sight
of aid!''
w are a savin' of the cargo as comes
In, Ned Boscawen retorted. dogeedly;
but that doesn't say us how men can
SVEN haafe a mile through breakers. We
can't do nothen tell the tide is full agen,
and then maybe the cutter can get on q
btu
1.-THE tide will not be out yet for an hour
nearly, and you must wait until 1t is full
againl' Winnie snid, laying her thin little
hand, like a fake of snow, entreatingly,
on the boatswafn's rough blue sleeve.
"Oh, Ned, can nothing be done before
thatfn
.'Tesn't no manne o. use in e be!n'
asken of that of mel' responded Ned, test
lily. Can e fly over the cliff like a gull?
Can e SVEN like o fish? Then, II e can't,
e can't do nothen, I tell e, Miss Winnie,
tell full tide.n
Does noone know anything about the
yessel-even her name, cargo-snythingi"
Lady Mildred inquired again.
'She's bleeved to be a merchnntman-
her cargo'stea and such like, as far as we
can tell-we've seen no nams, 'cept her
cArgo's London bound," Ned replied,
briefly, edging away from her ladyship'a
inquiries.
Disconsolately %irresolute, they stood
where the grun boatswain had left them,
In the scant shelter OF q high bank-Win-
ME looking sadly at the raging waves.
high and fierce as eyer, Lady Mildred, In
angry despntring impotence, watching the
eager groups on.the shore below, between
which and the Head interviewed the furi-
Gus seething water and the rocks Of the
Black Reef, when they both noticed the
scattered groups OF men, women, and boys
running together, beckoning and gesticu-
lating In excitement over something which
had just been snstched from the return
ing sweep Of the wayes-somcthing which
had doated In from the wreck, now lying
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