The San Francisco call., 1910-12-11

eolors from the western sky.
on the other side of the little bay a
few cows could be seen sauntering
down to the waters edge TO drink. Fur
ther along a dog dashed suddenly
out from clump of trees. bounded
into the water, swan a few strokes.
and. regainsNg the shore. stopped 10
shake himself; then he quickly dis
appeared as suddenly a he had come.
Ne other sign of life was to be seen.
In the trees. which grew here and
there in the crevices of the rocks.
birds twtttered to each other their
sunset call. Occasionally a fish sprang
out of the water. only to disappear as
quickly, but breaking the stiffness
with It's spIashing There was the
soft tapping OF the waves against the
rocks, and a cricket in the distance
that chirped continuously upon one
unmelodious note. But no other sound
of human life could be heard; and as
the sun sank lower and lower behind
the trees it seemed as If a great
peace enveloped both the land and
water.
Not one little part of the beauty OF
the scene before her escaped the woman.
and the atmosphere of peace and quiet
was not lacking in Its effect upon her.
But the feeling was tinged with one OF
quiet cove with other eyes. as it were,
and the longer she looked the more she
seemed to marvel at what lay before
her and at a great significance which
1t seemed to express.
At the sunset hour but three nights
before she had stood looking out across
the cove, but the peace and quiet had
not been there. At her feet the waves
-.
spray flying over the rocks and mois-
tening her face and hair. AS far as the
eye could reach out across the lake
were hundreds of white caps, ever NOV
ing reStleSSly Shoreward. Instead Of
the delicate tinungs of blues and greens,
savenders and pinkS in the sky, there
had been dark, lowering clouds, casting
shadows which only seemed to inten-
sify the angry aspect of the water.
The woman had watched it with faS-
einated eve, absorbed in listening to the
never-ceasing roar of the water at her
feet. How long she might have stood
there she hardly knew. had she not
seen three men coming toward her and
the charm being broken by the intrusion
of other human beings, she had turned
from the scene before her, climbed up
to the road and moved homeward.
All night ths waves grew higher and
the roaring Of the waters grew greater.
In the morning some one came and told
her that one of the men that she had
seen Oh tie SntI6 ndQ DSSn drowned IN
the cove but an hour or so after she
had left II.
Then for two days a grief-stricken
father had sat upon the rocks watching
and waiting. While friends and neigh
bors went over the waters of the cove,
dragging behind their boats huge Crap
ping irons with which they hoped TO
find the body that the angry waves
seemed to have chosen for their own
Groups of five or six persons stood here
and there upon the rocks and beach,
and there was a great deal of running
to and fro. much shouting and giving Of
orders. Then, in desperation, they had
blasted with dynamite the rocks at the
bottom of the cove. and on the evening
of the third day they found him
The sorrowing old father drove slowly
homeward. taking the dead with him,
and one by one they had all departed
This very afternoon they had buried
him. The neighbors had offered their
sympathy to the parents. talked a min