The leader., 1904-08-27

took several shots st the rocks, the
gently swelling waves, and at the only
boat that passed during the afternoon.
When the tide began rising. Morgan
was the arst TO note the slowly up
ward creeping Of the sea upon the
rocks. A smile trembled upon his lips
and a strange IRE burned In his eyes.
From the locker of the boat he pro-
duced bottle Of champagne. and,
pouring out three glasses. handed ono
each to his wife and Bernard. Then.
raising his own, be said:
Here is to Love that is true,
Here is to Honor, that's real.
Love and Honor and you
A trinity stamped with Gods seal. /"
He touched the glass to his lips, but
the others, astounded, hesitated
Why don't you drink?p he cried:
why don't you drink to love and
honor-the twin stars In LIES diadem?
No other virtues are so blessed or SO
rare as love and bonori''
The words were spoken as though In
pleasantly. Not the suspicion OF a
sneer accompanied them; not a spark
from the fire that was consuming his
soul, was visible.
So, together, they drank the toast.
and when they had finished. Morgan
broke his glass upon the boats rail
and watched the pieces sink into the
sea.
The tide was now rising rapidly.
Already the lowest crevices ON Fisher
mans Point were under water.
Suddenly Clark Morgan glanced at
his wife. "My DEAR he said, Il was
thinking what a beautiful picture
could take If you and Bernard would
pose for me moment ON the rocks
you. kneeling in your white gown, my
dear, and Bernard, in this robe, hold
ing this cruicifix in his hand. with the
waves all but kissing your feet, and
the broad sea in the background"
AS he spoke, he unrolled a package
he had taken, with the champagne,
from the locker, and now held up q
priests robe and beads.
.'Bravo!" cried Bernard, enthusiasts
tically. you are thorough artist,
Clark; it is splendid conception
See, my dear, he said, the tide lie
nearly to where we stand Now kneel
right here, your hands clasped SO, and
your eyes turned upward, so; that's
right. Now, Bernard, hold the cruoi-
fix, there, that's right; ah, that's per-
feet. Throw your head back little
more. Gertrude, so your hair will fall
over your shoulders more, there. Now,
II sail away from the rock few rods
SO as to get a better focus. All, this
is going to be one of the triumphs Of
my life. !"
Talking cheerily as he clambered
over the rocks, Morgan descended TO
the boat and hoisted sail. Twenty
yards from the Point he put the helm
about, and the boat turned its bow
gracefully towards the far away shore
A light breeze was blowing land
ward. and before this he slowly sailed,
making no pretense to check his
course
After Is minutes or SO, he glanced
back at the man and woman on the
rocks. His wife had risen to her feet
and stood with her face towards him.
He could see the startled look in her
eyes.
He waved his hand at them. Be
hold!" he cried, purity and goodness
upon a granite pinnacle!''
A half hour passed before he again
looked back. Gertrude and Bernard
were standing upon the topmost point
of rock, and the tide was nearly at
heir feet With the aid of his glass he
could see the look of horror on the
woman's face and the desperation in
the eyes of the man.
His wife's hair was shining wet with
the dashing spray. and tears glistened
upon her cheeks.
Then the twilight deepened, deep
ened, and finally Fisherman's Point
was but an indistinct dot upon the
horizon, with miles Of foaming sea on
every side.
But, in his drifting boat, Clark Nor
gan sat and watched Fisherman,i
Point through his glass. He saw tbs
man clasp the woman in his arms; be
saw the woman put her hands to her
eyes as though to shut out the sight
Of death creeping nearer, nearer; he
watched the tide rise to their knees.
to their waists, to their shoulders
then the darkness became so heavy he
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