The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1913-03-07

"oA surprise broke from ner lips.
If you think best, Mr.. Bedight. I
am afraid ! have been foolhardy-but
I'm still satisfied to go on if you are
proudly. ,
A terrific clap of thun der directly
overhead. coupled with a roar in the
west. caused Bedight to hesitate. In
stead of turning the boat, he headed
Tor the shore. Behind them the storm
was rushing with ten league wings
and the waves leaped into an action
mat set the boat tossing like a speck
upon a boiling pot. The day became
as dark as night, save for the light
ming flashes.
In a moment the storm broke. Amid
the crash Of rending trees. the de-
moniacal s~hriekings of the wind, the
terror OF the lightning, the boat sped
onward along the shore, one oar gone,
the other useless In such a sea.
In the main channel no craft could
have lived, but along the shore down
which the two raced before the wind,
the she'll flew on the wings of the
tempest.
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full control of her nerves, the girl
chung to the boat. Straight toward
the narrow neck OF Goose lake, the
craft bore like a wind-whipped ice
boat under a gale.
The mayor gritted his teeth. Once
|. outside the smaller lake the course of
. the craft would be directly across the
! larger body Of water.
He studied the girl opposite. Did
. she realize the danger?
Mr.. Bedight." she spoke regretfully
I with an effort at bravery. If we
go through into Sylvan lake I'm
Il sorry l didn't take you advice. II
: won't help much now to know that
I I've repented Of my decision-but l.
The mayor interrupted, shouting
against the wind:
n Il think we'll avoid 1t, and surel,
this must pass quickly"
h Her answer was lost In the musketr!
1t and deluge that followed. The boat
half filled with water, lurched p~erilous
It ly, rolled like a cedar log and turne'
turtle!
h. Bedight felt himself carried forwar,
he with terrible speed and deposite'
" upon the shore. He shook the waite
IN from his eyes. Beside him Oh the san
lay the girl, and a rod down the shor
c. the boat hung upon the single.
She opened her eyes to the SCUM
of his voice and the pressure of hi
10 hand upon her heart. Coughing. sh
20 sat up on the beach and rubbed tn
sane from her face and hands. He
he clothes hung closely upon her, shoy
he ing the outlines of her body. tn
# rain still fell in torrents and ran dow
a their necks in tiny rivulets.
w. "Oh!" she gasped, when her sense
r.. marshaled themselves from the b
wilderment. 1--WE lost my sketch"
al The mayor laughed.
ba IF you had been a trihe less fort
of nate, o might not be worrying abo
90 that now-although I'm willing to a
I'D NIT you'd make a swell mermaid"
ho The storm was raging of In Il
east, the wind where they stood b
h.- ceased cracking its lungs, but a hea'
sea was running on the lake al
mr. both oars were gone. Bedight look
IN about for shelter. Mounting t
h. shores bluff, he saw, on to the mort
,+h a hut still standing. evidently Sol
r.. fsherman's shanty. He beckoned t
girl, who came up laughing.
,,t IF l look as funny as you do WI
your clothes all sticking to you,
little birds will be in paroxysms
morrow" laughed the bedraggl
woman, saucily. gazing brazenly
the
sck WELL" replied Bedight. returni
the stare, your hair is down. ye
an. shirtwaist is out at the back. W
skirt is showing your limbs and "
shoes squash when you walk. 9th
,,,h wise you are dressed for n OF M
w. Hosts summer feeds or evening hi
that is. dress appropriate for So,
rel Inn when there are no men to
NJ. snare and all dancing parties
her. feminine"
You're horrid!" she scowl
ha What are we going to do?"
will There's a hut over there. II thel