The Hood River glacier. (Hood River, Or.) 1889-1933, 1901-08-30
CHAPTER u.-(ContInuedJ

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A little crumblng path led round the
rock and along the edge of the rayine.
/ chose It because from Il could see
all the fantastic shore, bending In a semi
circle towards the isle Of Breckhou, with
tiny, untrodden bays, covered at this
hour with only glittering rlpples, and
with all the soft and tender shadows OF
the head-lands falling across them.
was just giving my last look TO them
when the loose stones on the crumbllng
path gave way under my tread, and be-
fore | could recover my foothold | found
myself slipping down the almost perpen-
dicular face Of the cliff, and valnly
clutchlng at every bramble and tuft of
grass growing In its clefts.
| landed with a shock far below, and
for some time lay lnsensible AS nearly
MS ! could make out, 1t would be high
water In about two hours. Tardif had
set of at low water, but before starting
he had said something about returning at
high tide, and running up his boat on the
beach Of our little bay. II he did that
he must pass close by me. 1t was Sat
urday morning, and he was in the habit
of returning early ON Saturdays, that he
might prepare for the services Of the
next day.
At last-whether years or hours only
had gone by, | could not then have told
you'll heard the regular and careful beat
Of oars upon the water. and presently
the grating OF a boats keel upon the shin
gle. | could not turn round or raise my
head, but | was sure II was Tardif.
''Tardif" l cried, attempting to shout,
but my voice sounded very weak in my
own ears, and the other sounds about me
seemed very loud.
He paused then, and stood quite still,
listening. | ran the fingers Of my right
hand through the loose pebbles about me,
and his ear caught the slight noise. In
a moment heard his strong feet coming
across them towards me.
MAN zelle," he exclaimed, what has
happened your
tried to smile as his honest, brown
face bent over me. full Of alarm. II
was so great relief to see face like
his after that long, weary agony.
1--WE fallen down the cliff" ! said
feebly, "and | am hurt"
The strong man shook, and his hand
trembled as he stopped down and laid
1t under my head to lift 1t up a little.
His agitation touched me to the heart.
"Tardif," | whispered, ut is not very
much. and | might have been killed.
think my foot is hurt, and | am quite
sure my arm Is broken"
He lifted me in his arms as easily and
tenderly as a mother lifts up her child,
and carried me gently up the steep slope
which led homewards. II seemed long
time before we reached the farmyard
gate, and he shouted, with a tremendous
voice, to his mother to come and open It,
Never, never shall forget that night
l could not sleep; but | suppose my mind
wandered a little. Hundreds of times
felt myself down on the shore lying help
less. Then | was back again In my own
home In Adelaide, on my fathers sheep
farm and he was still alive, and with
no thought but how to make everything
bright and gladstone for me, and hun
dreds Of times | saw the woman who
was afterwards to be my stepmother,
stealing up to the door and trying to get
IN to him and me.
Twice Tardif brought me a cup of tea,
freshly made. was very glad when
the first CLEAN of daylight shOne into my
room. 1t seemed to bring clearness to
my BRAIN
MAN zelle," said Tardif, coming to
my side, II am going to fetch a DOCTOR"
But it is Sunday" | answered faint
ly. | knew that no boatman put out to
sea willingly on a Sunday from Sark; and
the last fatal accident, being on a Sun
day, had deepened their reluctance.
1T will be right, mam'zelle," he an
swered, with glowing eyes. II have no
fear"
''Do not be long away Tardif," | said,
sobbing.
mot one moment longer than can
help" he replied.