Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1906-10-04

Claimed py relatives. 1t II almost
duty imposed on mo by events. When
the doctor comes. therefore, purpose
asking him to see that she In handed
over to Mrs. Sheppard, the nurse who
looks after my own little girl. will
write to her. My turn ashore comes
time to the necessary inquiries"
Jones made no protest. He knew
that Brands suggestion was good
one, and he promised silence with re-
gard to the fight with the shark. Men
In the lighthouse service are quick to
grasp the motives which cause others
% avoid publicity. They live sedate.
lonely lives. The noise, the rush, the
purposeless activities of existence
ashore weary them. They have been
known to petition the Trinity Brethren
to send them back to isolated stations
when promoted to localities where the
pleasures and excltements Of a town
were available.
Having determined the immediate fu-
ture Of little "E. T." whose shrunken
features were now placid in sleep, they
! quietly separated. Brand flung himself
YEARLY into q bunk 10 obtain a much
needed rest, and the others hurried to
overtake the many duties awaiting
them.
Weather reports and daily journals
demanded instant attention. The oil
expenditure, the breakage of glass
chlmneys, the consumption OF stores,
the meteorological records-all must be
noted. An efficient lookout must be
maintained, signals answered or hoist
ed, everything kept spotlessly clean
! and meals cooked. Until noon each day
a rock lighthouse Is the scene Of I'm.
remittlng diligence, and the loss Of
nearly an hour and half of Spence's
watch, added to the presence of the
baby and the constant care which one
or other Of the two men bestowed on
her, made the remaining time doubly
precious.
About o'clock Brand was awaken
ed from a heavy slumber by Jim's
hearty voice:
breakfast ready. caPn. Corfee,
eggs an haddick-6t for the queen,
God bless her. An baby's had another
pint Of Jones' brew-Lord love her lit.
tie eyes, though l haven't seen 'em yet!
A mint ago Jones sung down to me
that the Lancelot has just cleared
earn du.'
The concluding statement brought
Brand to his feet. The doctor would
be on the rock by the time breakfast
was ended and the letter to Mrs.
Sheppard written.
When the doctor did arrive he shook
his head obviously at first sight Of the
child.
II don't know how she lived. She is
q mere skeleton" he said.
Brand explained matters and limited
Mt his theory.
ooh. the ways OF nature are wonder
full" admitted the doctor. Sometimes
man will die from an absurdly trivial
thing, like the sting Of a wasp or the
cutting of finger. At others you can
fling him headlong from the Alps and
he will merely suffer a bruise or two.
or course. this infant has an eXcep-
tionally strong constitution or she
would have died days ago. However
you have done right so far. l will see
to her proper nourshment during the
next few days. 1t is a most extraor
binary case"
Jones had managed so well that the
child's garments We're dry and well
aired. Wrapped in clean blanket
she was lowered into the steamer
boat, but the doctor, preferring tc
jump. was soaked to the waist owing
TO a slip on the weed covered rock.
The crew of the tugboat bailed out
the derelict and towed her to Pen
zance.
That evening a fisherman brought q
note from Mrs. Sheppard. Among 9th
err things. she wrote that the baby's
clothes We're beautifully made and OF
a very expensive type. She was fever
ish, the doctor said, but the condition
of her eyes and lips would account fol
this, apart from the effects of prolong
ed exposure.
when the trio were enjoying an even
Ing pipe on the promenade the outel
5 balcony under the lantern.
. "S'pose her people don't show up
I observed Jim, what are you goin' Il
call herr"
z 'Trevillion," said Brand.
s The others gazed at him with sur
!. prise. The prompt announcement wa
e unexpected.
s II have told you about the TABLED
$ land Of Lyonnesse lying there beneath
the sea-" he went on, pointing to tn
- dark blue expanse on whose distan
: confines the Scilly isles were silhou
$ cited by the last glow of the vanished
!. sun. "Well. the name Of the only per
4 son who escaped from that minor del
k uge was Trevillion. 1t is suitable. ant
1t accords with the initial Of her prob
d able surname"
d ."Oh, l see" piped Jones. His voice
always high pitched, became squeak,
s when his brain was stirred.
a THAT'S O. X for the IT," remarked
n Jim, "but what about the 'E':' Eliza
a beth Is a nice name when you make
1t into Bessie"
;, II think we should keep up the ide
Of the Arthurian legend. There ar
o two that come to my mind, Elaine an
Enid, Elaine died young. the victir
y of an unhappy love. Enid became til
/" wife Of gallant knight, Gawain, VIII