The age-herald., 1900-02-25

NN--N pay-pay-pay! -Rudyard Klpling in London Daily Mail.
 
 out the gfocm, and Penuonvllle for mo- merJt felt Gtsmay as 1t rolled on, directly to the ship. It struck and every timber groaned. The decks were filled; the bull warks were broken, and the huge longboat was borne away through it had been straw, off unto the waste of waters.
 Pentonville stood and gazed. What may happen he muttered, q know not" He went below and found life preserver.
 Captain" said he returning to the deck lis it safe?"
 A loud crash interrupted him. The ship, driven by the wind, had struck a rock
 The land could now be seen ahead through the darkness, or rather the spot where the land lay, for it was low, and all that appeared was "a dark sheet of snow white foam, formed by the waves which dashed against the shore.
 Emma had risen, and was out in the cab in. She saw Pentonvilles look of alarm. Are we to be lost? Speak the worst! l have been expecting 1t every moment" " said she, calmly.
 Brave girl! fear that all will soon be over. We must prepare-' "For death?"
 "No: for seeking safety. Rely on me, for not till breath leaves me shall l forsake you, Emma. I will bind this around you, |" said he, taking a life preserver. "Burt my aunt, my dear aunt, will you leave her?'
 "No, I will also take care of her" Emma went and brought her out, telling her the danger which threatened them. ''Be calm now, aunt; death Is near, but try and meet it."
 ''Come up on deck You must prepare to leap with me into the water:'' A wild scramble on deck showed that the | f.Y lowed the usual scene when men, women and children scrambled wildly into them. The ladies spoke not, but bravely kept up their spirits The elder one stood pale yet steadfast her noble countenance showing no fear. Pentonville fastened a loose rope to her. I've must commit ourselves" said he, ito these bowling waves. Let us breathe a prayer to Him who rules them, and they may show us kindness. It is our only hope The shore wonder is sandy; we may be savedi'
 With clasped hands they awaited their fate.
 There was a rushing, gurgIing of water in the hold-'Now, now!' shouted Penton- vile, as huge wave approached; and talk ing each lady, he raised them with hercu- lean strength and leaped far out into the bosom of the coming pillow. Borne onward on the crest of 1t, he held tightly to Emma with one hand. He struck W ious treasures. But useless were his ef- forts The waves, rolling on, bore him swiftly along. Now mounted on the sum- init of one, he could see the shore which he approached, and again sinking down into the pillows, all would be shut out from view. and the rushing wave behind would fall on them to ove-whem them in its depths The last pillow had dashed upoI them, and now from the summit of an- other he saw the beach, upon which this wave would throw them. It was smooth and sandy.
 Emma are YOU alive?'
 "Yes, and strong yet" she replied cour- ageously, while the other answered as bravely as ever.
 Now, then. be-strongr cried Penfon- vile Winding his arms around them both. he held them in mighty grasp, and then in the next moment they were thrown far up on the shore. Pentonville clutched wild ly at the root of a gnarled- tree which grew there. The retiring wave drew them with fearful force, but he held to the tree They were saved. Hurriedly he raised them and they ran up the low bank, beyond the reach of the water.
 It was dawn, and the first faint lieht of morning came to them. As with one impulse they looked toward the water to see if there were any vestiges of that ship which lately i had borne herself so galantly through the ocean waves
 OoUu SrOu!' Orled teHOnVflle, 'fthey are all lost.'
 And so it looked. though others had es- capped to neieihboring islands.
 Upon this island the government of the neigfhborfng province of Nova Scotia had sheds and h1pts for the succor of the ship wrecked 5aflor. PepHonville, as he looked around, saw one of these close by, and there he led the shivering forms of the ladies' The which he found was built strongly to withstand furious hurricanes In it were artieles of food, and clothing for men and women. A stove also was there. PentonviMe gathered some wood, kindled a fire, and then left them.
 Midday came. The ladies arose and found their garments dried. Emma sat musingly- by the door, looking out and wondering where her lover was. 'Where is Pentonville?" said her aunt. "I suppose he is wiaitching for ships" We owe lives to him, Emma" Tears stood in her eyes, while she spoke, and in FImrna's also a drop sparkled. Suddenly there sounded a loud report. the report of a cannon which reyenberated all around. They started and ran to the door, and, turning to the corner Of the hut, looked out toward the sea.