The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1908-01-29

THERE'S WRECK OFF COLLINS BEACH,
DAD!"
"She won't be comm over to the
church any more nuther."
81 hope you will reconsider" began
Mr.. Doane.
"WeN, | shan't 1t don't take me
long to make up my mind, and when
l do it's fur good. Jestice is jestice."
Deliah had slipped away down the
path and leaned listlessly over the
gate. She could not bear to hear her
fathers words After what seemed
lifetime she saw Mr.. Doane courte-
ously withdrawing in manner which
politely suggested he was tearing him.
self away rather than fleeing from the
captains invective and terrible accu-
racy of statement At the gate he gave
his hand kindly to Delilah.
1--WE shall be sorry to lose you from
Sunday school for time" he said, but
he added, with a hopeful smile: mo
doubt your father will think better Of
this by and by. If you are in need of
help, come to me-"
The next few weeks were trying
ones for the girl. Whenever she came
upon group of people talking earnest
| ly the COW ersation, which was inva
riably upon church matters, was imme-
diately hushed. She felt keenly the
looks which the young people cast up
on her. When kind neighbor asked,
''How's your father feeling today?"
she felt conscious and uncomfortable.
In each yard through the village she
found an unwelcome reminder, for the
people had utilized the old pews for
garden seats. The postmaster had
placed his against the wall in the Of
fee, where it was speedily occupied by
unemployed male Squanton. The chill
dren appropriated the silver numbers
and wore them jauntily in their hat
bands or on their coat lapels for
| badges
The summer was nearly passed be-
fore the church was opened for wor-
ship. It was a sad day for Delilah
When the bell rang she took her little
Bible and walked across the fields to
the pine woods. Companionship with
nature seemed to strengthen and exalt
her. Then she felt submissive and
| forgiving for the first time.
/ On stormy day in November hur-
ricane ragged along the north shore. and
the little sea girt town of Squanton
was laboring with it. In the village
store the idlers-refugees from the hur-
| ricane-crowded about the stove and
agreed that the storm was speeler."
Its the kind that soaks inp' ex-
claimed Captain Drew. rising to look
at the blurred pane. Wouldn't keer
to be off Thatcher's Jest now
Settling back, he stretched his long
limbs toward the stove again with an
added sense of comfort.
The sound Of laughter and greeting
was hushed suddenly, and there was d
perceptible backward movement near
the door to admit dripping figure. 1t
was Delilah, with a white, scared face
and long hair blown in a tangle about
her head.
There's a wreck off Collins beach,
dadw she gasped. "They say it's the
Magnolia"
Captain Drew came to his feet in
stantly, with every man present.
How'd you know bout it, Delily ~
he asked as he buttoned his greatcoat
ST was on the point looking at the
waves
you've no business to go prowlin'
round in sech storm" he said, not
unkindly.
She drew him one side. .The minis
ter is on board, dad He was coming
down from Boston," she said.
well, we won't see him drown right
under our noses, guess, without try
in to save i'm. You leave 1t to your
father"
| In the teeth of the gale they forced
their way to the shore. Above the
terrible roar Of wind and sea they
shouted to Captain Drew that the life
boat had been manned and repeated
unsuccessful attempts made to cross
the channel. They told him that the
efforts to shoot the line across the yes.
sci and thus bring it into communica-
ton with the shore had been fruitless.
On every face there was unspeakable