Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1907-04-12

bPa a,Je ard and before | could count three |
had gone straight over the side OF pre-
DeViTs Pool, at least 80 feet below.
81 closed my eyes and gave mys sen up lands IDS
came in contact with a small SHRUB growing
upon the side of the rock, half way doWn.
l grasped it with the strength borne OF ae1
that in a few moments 1t would give way. way,
and l would be precipitated to certain oea ~,
below but I could do nothing but hang on,
and hope and pray. Good heavens, Dorrance'
if ever a man prayed l did at that moment.
"AII at once | heard a shrill cry over
head. and NV half dazed senses came back. to
me- Lifting my eyes,~I saw a girl stooping
over the rock, the dying sun rays shining on
Hold on for two minutes longer! she
shouted 4 am going to help you
WOW made a wonderful Impression on me.
Torrance, I swear l felt as though my pray
ers had been answered, and God had sent an
r held on for dear life 1 felt the roots
give way, but still l held on. In the mean
time the girl had removed her SHAWL lot LOT
tunately it was large and strong, ana nau
managed to cut it into strips. Lucky Tor
me that she happened to have sharp knlfe
with her, for she had been gathering ierns;
She hastily plated the strips together ana
so formed a rope. She stood upon the rope,
pulling and strengthening it with ner own
large tree that grew near, and threw the
other end over the edge of the cliff to where
L
or two Intellectual attempts and had caught
the rope, and so-well, you can imagine the
rest managed to Chamber up 1ea sdtey 70
for my right arm was broken and there We're
several injuries. Well, my, party found ., me ne
just at that juncture and they afterward
told me that the young lady who had SO
heroically rescued me was Miss Lyell, daugn-
ter of Colonel Lyell, of New Orleans. Mee ~
less to add that | wrote a letter as soon as
l could hold pen, in which poured OUT my
very soul in gratitude for what she had Done re.
She disclaims any heroism but she saved my
life all the same, Dorrance, and 1t Will go
hard with me if can find no way to repay
the debt. And that Miss Lyell-Miss Esme
Lyell-who is now under your care as her
physician I recognized her face at once,
when l was bold enough to glance into IT.. the
room. 1t is unnecessary for me TO aod tnaC
my very life is at her service. There is MOTH
ing-absolutely nottingham would not 90
to save her All, here we are at the jail.
See what crowd of people
During Duanes story had been unable to
speak. I could not utter word. | knew
to my memory now 1 had heard Mrs. Lyell
speak of Esme's bravery and presence s OF
mind, and the deed she had done, though IL |
hero in the pretty drama, which had SO
nearly ended in tragedy. bit my up WIN
chagrin now to find another hn IN t ie
fellow here at this particular juncture! l
cursed my own carelessness In leaving tne
door open, even for moment. He might
otherwise never have seen her face, SAID.
Yet, after all, 1 knew that he would have
met her sooner later. Fate is fate, ana IL
is useless to fight it. Why, Don Quixotes
famous charge at the wind mills could be
no more absurd than a tilt against fate. You
may go all around the world to avoid a GER
tain. thing, but when you have reached ANU
podes, it stands there waiting for you, per-
Chance in another guise than that which you
had expected, but there all the same. Ii
once ordained, you can never escape 1t. You
might well beat your head against tine
fair June heaven, where all the sous are
happy" You will make just as much impress
sion upon the blue dome above as In tourn-
ament with fate. l felt 1t all in the depths
of my sore heart, with a dull, slckenlng ureau
for the future.
We alighted from the vehicle and made
our way Slowly through the crowd of eager
faces hanging around the entrance 1t was
| an old wooden building which served as jail
| in this primitive place, and was at present
daughter Ruby and Davis, the tramp; all
| connected with the Ernscliffe tragedy
| The officers cleared the way for us with
alacrity, and / soon found myself In small
| bare room, where upon a bed lay the man
whom | had seen the beach at Dead Man
Point the evening before with Paul Efns-
cliffe
| He was CHASTITY looking object, for he had
| severed an artery in his left wrist, and was
| bleeding profusely- from the aorta, the artery
which arises in the left ventricle and is so
important a factor in the human body. l
! stopped over him and began my examination
Somebody had had enough common sense
| and presence of mind to tie handkerchief
| about the severed artery to check the hemor-
| rhage. To that fact ne uouolless o"eu LIS
| life.
The mans eyes, deep set and black and
| evil, fared into my face with an a"lui
! look
| 1,..o Too+or ba Sped n a feeble