The Coalville times. [volume] (Coalville, Utah) 1894-1923, 1904-01-15

kgle~ steamer crossing one OF tic
\ NJ Z great lakes In a night OF
Q ~ o sudden tempest Mas
thrown helpless at the
SToF< mercy OF wind nnd wnyo
into the trough OF the sea by the break,
ing OF IA 0art Of the machinery. ana It
was feared by the panlc-strlcken pas.
sengers-and with Just reason-that
the hour OF doom approached. They
crowded the deck and lmpeded the
action Of the crew. They screamed
and sobbcd aud prayed. one man who
stood apart from tho others prayed 81
lcnuy with a hopeless agony ON his
face. a friend with him touched him
on the shoulder
"Cheer up, Edgar. we are not lost
YET (he had sudden contempt for the
cowardice OF the occasion) "at least
let MS def die We must-llkc men"
at Il not for myself | fear. Walter.
but for Miriam; she is so sensitive. 50
loyal TO those she loves: Il would brcnl,
her heart TO have her lover drowned
like this on the owe OF her wedding.
She could never outlyc such a trag.
edy."
"Sho wonld not be the only one left
10 suffer. If we go down an these
others perish with us. Think yon. thoy
WIN leave mono to mourn their lossf"
his friend, Walter Dickson. responded.
"Thelrs are not parallel cases.
Miriam win be widow. yet no wife.
II will be Il cruel disappointment OF
her plans for our happy lives. Walter,
n you alone are saved tell her that she
must learn 10 forget me. Her sweet
young life must not be darlcncd by un.
happy memories. Promise me-"
Something like snecr distorted Wal.
ter Dicksons face; he said with bitter
emphasis;
'You have been blind. Edgar. blind
as mole. with eternity In view l
must tell You the truth. Come below
with me II we are TO die In this
storm shall ease your soul Of it's last
fear. II we live you can prove the
truth OF my words"
He led his dazcd aud distracted
friend through the tempest and confus.
ION, dragging him by main force to the
uncertain shelter Of the deserted cabin.
and God alone knows whether his mo-
tive was that OF sincere friend or
the madness and triumph Of n sinister
nature. But what he told had at least
the awful merit Of truth.
On the same night on which the
steamer with her precious human
freight was tempcsttossed I'm the mid
night blackncss OF the lake. n young
woman was walking the floor OF her
room, wrlnglng her hands I'm impotent
anguish ns she listened 10 the storm
without. Her face was pale and worn.
her eyes gllttered with a feverlsh OK
element. Every muscle was tense,
aud at last the strain became unbcar-
able, and she rushed from her own
room ana sought that Of an older sis.
ter. who was sleeping calmly and pro
foundly.
"Mnrgaretl' she called. and shook
The sleeper lightly.
"Mlrlau2 What Is Il? Not time TO
rise. surelyY Have you not sleptT
"No. no, how could ~ DO You not
hear the storm? It Is awful! j cannot
sleep"
The elder sister sat mp and scanned
the white face bending over her.
"You have not slept and tomorrow
IS your wedding day! Miriam. you
VIII look like n ghost"
"Do you hear the stormf' cried
Miriam wildly. "If Il RACES so on land.
how much worse II must be on tho
water. and Edgar is crossing tonight
IN the face Of this storm"
Miriam" said Margaret gently,
"kneel here and let us say a prayer"
Il have been praying prayed every
minute this night hope God viii
hear me and send the boat on which
Edgar Is coming to the bottom Of the
lakeF'
"Mirlaml Sister you are crazed. DO
you know what you are saylng3 That
you are asking God to destroy the boat
that is bringing your lover to you"
Eyes, yes-that ia what mean.
would be glad II they came and told
me that he had gone down, and / was
e-free-free"
Her voice rose 10 pathetic shrek
that blended with the walllng wind
and died out In n moan.
''rhen II is true-I did not. would