Fisherman & farmer. [volume] (Edenton, N.C.) 1887-19??, 1901-08-15

door where Richard stood. Annie
looked Ike a glowing rose, but Mr..
MarQuett, what was the matter will
him? He suddenly seemed to 90 to
pieces-like a man of shreds and tat
tiers, his knees knocked together, his
limbs shook. His face turned grey
like 4 clay masque, he reeled and
swayed and staggered forward. Rich
ard threw open the door by which he
stood, and Annie with strong grip
half carried her partner through the
doorway on to the piazza, where he
fell upon the floor.
''Oh, what is this? Oh. what has
haDpencd?" she cried, kneeling by him
and pushing back the hair from his
pale face. rs he dead:" She sprang
trembling to her feet. She chung to
Richard. what shall we do? Shall l
get some waterT'
There Is water enough here" said
he, savagely f1inging her arms from
his neck, while with one touch of his
boot he pushed the helpless Marquett
off the gallery platform into the dark
waters.
Get him out and dance with him
some more! Goodbye" and Richard
sprang like a hunted deer, cleared the
piazza with one bound and disappeared
into the darkness. From that time on
he was seen no more in Seaport. 1t
was as if the earth had opened and
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the help Of the fainting man, who, it
was understood, had fallen accidental.
~ over the railing. He recovered soon
the incident passed from his mind, and
the village life went on as before.
AS years went by Annie Bergen kept
her beauty wonderfully. The gossips
were busy with the coming and going
Of her beauX, Fred Parker. after a
long siege gave her up and forgot that
he had ever wanted her. Mr.. Mar
Quett proposed in vain. The rich wild
over and the classic young minister
shared the same fate.
Annie will go through the woods
and take up with n crooked stick at
last said the gossips.
It was q long storm and a terrible
one IN which many a ship met her
doom. On the blacklist night of it
Richard Cranshaw. mate of the Anna
Belle, stood on the deck of his ship
with heart that defied the storm He
was q brOnZed deep-chested man Of
action. His dark mood was upon him
and he cared not, though the brig
Writhed and stranded in the torture
OF the sea as if she might go to pieces
any moment; the waves roarcd, the
spray Kissed as it broke over him, the
timbcrs beneath him were grooming,
the shrouds whistled aloft But ii
the midst of it all and over 1t all there
sounded a gun, boom. Again an
other. 1t must be. Yes, it was a ship
in distress, the danger signal of perish
ing souls.
Il will 60" said Richard. "Give ne
tn" lifc-boat, I'll go to themr'
"FOOl, shouted the captain through
his trumpet, "Who will go with you?"
"Who:' shouted Richard, holding up
his hand. -Four men stepped out, their
hands up.
There came n sudden lull Of the
wind, and the boat was let down into
the sobbing sea. 1t was the Florida
bound steamer in distress, and the first
woman let down over the side was An
ME Bergen. Richard caught her in his
arms. He saw her face in the CLEAN
OF Il flashing light; he felt the warm
clinGlnG of her arms and knew it was
Shc-thc only woman who ever held
The key Of his soul
Strange wOoing, indeed, but wild
and stormy one, such as suited we'll
the nature and story of Richard and
Annie Cranshaw-Buffalo Times.