The Washington herald., 1907-11-01

in "a deadly place. with some vague and
imminent peril menacing her. She had
evidently slept long for it was clear day.
She ran to her mothers little cabin. and
opening the portfolio. let the light of a
blue morning and the reflection Of largely
heaving water fan upon a face clear as
carven marble. She put her hand upon
her mothers brow. II was cold as stone.
Vida screamed out. and running 20 the
companion ladder beat with her hands
.upOn the hatchway.
"Open-helpr" she cried My mother
lis ill-very id. open, I say
She dared not Yet think Of her mother
as being dead The ships cat, awaked
from some lair. came and rubbed itself.
purring loudly, against her leg. Vida
started and nearly fell down the steps
Luckily. the matches Of The Good In
tent were not very heavy. With hand
spike Vida managed 20 pry one Of them
cren. bit by bit, wedgIug each inch
gained farther apart. till she had space
enough 10 pass through upon the deck.
II was empty from end 10 end. No
man was upon it, The to-ecaste was
mteuanted. The berths whore the cap
tain and supercargo had buEked were as
empty as the cooks galley She was
alone upon The Good Intent-aIone with
d dead mother
Something moved the girl 20 look over
the side. She seemed strangely near the
surface of the sea-nearer when she
leaned over one side that which she had
heard men call the port side than on
the other. The wind had died away as
suddenly as il came, or perhaps the ship
had drifted behind some island, for the
water was fairly calm. But every now
and then all about the ship the smooth,
undulatlng surface OF the sea would dim
Did, suck down into "a little funnel, then
heave itself up all about. Ike a man lift
ing d heavy burden. ami fall in an arch
| ing roar Of green water on something
suddenly revealed as black and smooth
and shining.
That was death, That was d reef,
These were the Wolves Of kior. though
Vida did not know them even by name.
As Vida stood on the deck thinking what
she must do, The Good Intent staggered
heavily Ike a man who has not seen a
downward step on his path. recovered
! herself with a Vet heavier rolling lurch
10 starboard, and then somehow or
other. as in a dream vida could not
explain how. she found herself on
| board beautiful white-painted boat
with two men, one old and the other
young, rowing II. Her hands were band
aged and somebody was telling her not
| 10 talk She could hear the clatter of
| the little waves at the how She could
! see the surface Of the water all round
| her. and no Good Intent upon it any,
where. She saw only q tall white pillar.
which, without being told she knew for
| a lighthouse. and in her ears ESQ plain
that 1t could hardly be a dream) the
voice of her mother telling her that
/ heaven was such very nice place"
Then again for awhile Vida knew no
more AMI in "a tall, modern, castellated
/ building whose topmost pinnacles one
could see from the boat, set against a
/ background Of smoky chimneys and diz-
! zying wheels, famous iroumaster
marched 20 and fro. waiting eagerly for
4 the buff envelope Of a telegram Al last
/ he saw the boy coming He went down
/ to the front door and took il from him.
/ lie tore il open and glanced at the few
| widely spaced words. Not flicker OF
/ expression passed across his face. The
OoS "HSS4'V III biV HVbt vi penny
/ fee
! please. sir, any answer he asked
meekly. scratching with his toe.
| Get OUT TOar1d Mr. Romer. suddenly
waking up. You are cnly lettering for
money you have not earned. Get of my
/ gIavelt'
/ The boy moved off sullenly. and as he
went his eye caught the white shaft OF
/ the Wolf Skerry lighthouse where sor,,e-
/ thing was happening at that moment
which was not mentioned in the telegram
/ he had duly and officially delivered to the
| owner of Corn House
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