The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1904-01-16

Q ~ 2 sudden tempest was
4 "A y thrown helpless at the
1oR mercy of wind and wayc
into the trough of the sea by the break.
ing Of Nart OF the machinery. ana If
was feared by the panic-stricken pos-
sengers-and with just reason--that
the hour of doom approached. They
: crowded the deck and impeded the
action OF the crew. They screamed
and sobbed and prayed. One man who
stood apart from the others prayed ST.
Ienty with 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 us die-if die we rlust-like men"
1T is not for myself l fear Walter,
but for Miriam; she is so sensitive. 50
loyal to those she loves; it would brcal,
her heart to have her lover drowned
like this on tho eve of her wedding
She could never Cutlivc such a trag-
edy."
she would not be the only one left
to suffer. If we go down all these
Others perish with us Think you. they
VIII leave none to mourn their loss?"
his friend, Walter Dickson. responded.
= Theirs are not parallel cases.
Miriam VIII be widow, vet no wife.
1t will be a cruel disappointment of
her plans for our happy lives. Walter,
II you alone are saved tell her that she
must learn TO forget me. Her sweet
young life must not be darkenci by un.
happy memories. Promise me"
Something like sncer distorted Wal.
ter Dickson's face; he said with bitter
emphasis:
You have been blind. Edgar. blind
as a mole. With eternity in view
must tell you the truth. Come below
with me If we are to die in this
storm l shall ease your soul OF its last
rear. If we live you can prove the
truth of my words"
He led his daZeG and 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 n 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 tempest-tossed In the mid
night blackness OF the lake. young
woman was walking the floor of her
room, wrlnglng her hands in impotent
anguish as she listened to the storm
without. Her face was pale and worn,
her eyes gllttered with feverish OK
element. Every muscle was tense
ana mt last the strain became umbcar
able, and she rushed from her own |
room and sought that of an older sis |
Ter, who was sleeping calmly and pro.
foundly.
'Margarctw she called. and shook |
the sleeper lightly.
Miriam? What IS It? Not time TO |
rise, surely? Have Won not slcpt?"
No. no, how could |? Do You not |
near the storm? 1t IS awful | cannot
Sleep"
''NN' 'iH''l sat VIZ anu NNNlu'h
tha white face bending over her.
You have not slept. and tomorrow
Is your wedding day, Miriam, you
VIII look like ghost"
DO you hear the Storm" cried
Miriam wildly. "If It RACES so on land.
how much worse 1t must be on the
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. I hope God will
near me and send the boat on which
Edgar Is coming TO the bottom OF the
lakew
Miriam! Sister, you are crazcd. 30
you know what you are saying? That
you are asking God TO destroy the boat
that Is bringing your lover TO your"
yes, yes-that is what | mean.
would be glad II they came and told
me that he had gone down, and / was
ree-free-freew
Her voice rose TO n pathetic Shrek
mat blended with the wailng wind
ana died out in moan.
Then 1t Is true--I did not, would