Arizona weekly journal-miner., 1901-11-06
When the Dead Awaken
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By Hgnr Wsltou CouIsy.

| EAIRPORT possessed two thines of
 which it was proud. One WAS c
 magnificent view of the open sea, and
 the other was kiss Nancy.
 The ocean stretched in opulent
 beauty from the feet of the strug-
 giing village into the dim and uncsr-
 tain distance. its restless water pre-
 senting a different aspect for near
 ly every hour of the day. In the
 early morning one could not deter
 mine where the gray sky and the
 leaden sec joined hands, but when
 the sun srose and sent its bright,
 red darts Into the heaving bosom of the ocean. each little wave held up a bleeding finger until the whole, broad sea was scarlet-spsngled.
 At noon the glossy surface of the water reflected warmly the vertical rays of the midday sun, and at even ing, the mists that hung above the water like 6 curtain dropped from the azure canopy. wrapped the drowsy waves in their folds and lulled them to slumber, so that when the stars peeped down they found the water motionless and winked at their own reflections on the mirror ing surface.
 But when 6 storm swept down from the north, its fingers combed the tangled ringiets of the frstful waves so roughly that they complained and fought SO savagely that someti the little village was deluged with the spray and well-nigh desfened with the grumbling.
 As for Miss Nancy. there waS noth- ing in her face or figure particular ly attractive, unless it was the hon est, open countenance and the clear, gray eyes that seemed to laugh only to conceal their sadness.
 In fact, Miss Nancy was a vsry commonplace parsonage ss she sat in her plain but cozy living room in the afternoons and gazed out over the far stretching ocean whose waves, at high tide. almost kissed the portals of her little home. Her face was thin and sallow; her hands were red and roughened from the harsh clasp of toll, and her hair was gray and thin.
 A Maltese eat of uncertain age was her closest companion, and of living relatives she had none, SO far as any of the residents of Fairport knew.
 To them she WAS alternately spoken of ss Miss Nancy and "the Derehct," the latter title having ref erence to the manner of her arrival in Fsirport.
 Miss Nancy and the village of Fair port were str1kiDgiy similar in one respect. There had been 6 time when each, apparently, was possessed of a j promising future, and both had seen their hopes disappear Nike the mists before the rising run.
 The original settlers of Fairport leid out the village with a certain convenience that some day the little hamlet would metemorphose into a metropolitan seaport. They lived and died in this belief, but their chil- dren witnessed the shattering of their dreams. Then Fsirport cast aside all lul8kul0Cu I6nClca OA tance and settled down into idle tranquility, content in the posses sion of it's unequaled view of the sea and Miss Nancy.
 The Dsrelict earned her unusual by drifting into Fairport hsrbor one May morning. following stormy night, lsshed tightly to a piece of broken spar. At that time she was only ten yesrs of age, and nearly died of grief over the loss of her parents, who | had gone down with an ni-fsted yes sel during the night
 The strange surroundings and un- faces among which fortune and the waves had tossed her did | not tend to sooth the child, and she | mig = have actually pined away and | died had it not been for John Crag- | ston-
 JoAn WA but four yeors her senior, and 1t was he who had first discov- cred the Dereict as the waves washed her ashore. He was gathering shells at the time, but promptly vaded into the surf, cut the cords that bound her unconscious form, gathered her up in his strong arms. carried her to dry land. washed the ,eawsed and the salt from her hair and eyes and then hurried for the Doctor.
 During the ysars that followed John and Nancy were nsspersb{e 
 The son of a ses captain, John looked forward to a life on the brine,