Year: 1864

campbor and hot drops, that always stood
ready for use upon her stand, without the
least relief, and now, though she knew
that her husband was completely tired
out when he went TO bed, and she had
borne it womanly for two hours, she could
endure it no longer, and he must wake
up.


'Mr. Dwight! Mr.. Dwight! !


what is it, Susan !?


%, my poor face Do build fire


quick-Pm in such miseryF


That was enough. He was dressed
rattling the stove>doors in a minute for
he always prepared kindlings.


Shall l make a poultice, Susie, OF
heat bricks?


%, O, beat a brick red hot p What
shall do? I'm in such distress ?


There, it will be ready in a minute
Let me smooth your poor head while it
is warming, it may relieve you; and he
passed the broad palms Of his hands ten
derly, for half an hour, over her throb-
bing temples, till her eyelids began to
languidly droop.


what bliss There is scarcely dar-
ting pain. Just wrap up that brick, and
you can go to sleep, for think l can
rest now, if .he river would not roar so.
Is there any danger of its reaching our
house !?


'What a nervous little lady your are,
wife. 1t would take quarter of Noah's
food to wet the stoop; but l am afraid
of the dam above Harry Woods mill
You know the last freshet carried away
some of the stones, and the water has
been too high since to replace them. If
your face is easy, l believe / will put on
my boots and 90 and see if there is any
likelihood Of damage. There are humid
reds of bushels of wheat in Harry's mill
aud in the wagon-shop below much valu-
able timber. Don't you be frightened if
you hear any shouting, for l shall use my
lungs, assure you, if foresee danger.


Mr.. Dwight passed up by the shop
and found the river was rushing up al
most even with the floor, and the huge
cakes of ice shivered against the timbers
with crash that almost deatened one
'FathersWells has FIVE stout boys he al
most thought aloud, there is my first
place, and | must hasten, too, for there is
great danger to the shop; and he started
across the common doubequick. The
loud call and knock brought them all
awake, and to their feet, and then each
one hurried for recruits, while their in
former went father down the street to
awake the owner of the shop. Before
one o'clock the whole village was aroused
and part stopped to save the valuable
lumber and machinery in the wagon
shop, while the others, with Harry Wood
at their head, sought the mill. 1t was
fearful work, the whole building swaying
and trembling, and the connecting plank
half hid under the dark and angry stream
that now rushed by like a mountain tor
rent. Some of the faint-hearted ones
stood back, and openly declared it was
tempting Providence going into such a
building, while others followed Harry,
who bolted against the door full strength,
and fell headlong to the floor from the
ease the unresisting door yielded to the
force of his body. Each one shouldered
a bag and deposited it on the firm ground
and started back for another, till not one
was left upon the first floor, and then
Harry lifted up the plank bridge, declar-
ing that as no one would suffer now but
himself, not another man should risk his
life. He was just in time. A huge cake
of ice jumped up against the building
like battering ram, and it swayed, and
shook, and groaned like hundred dying
beasts, and sunk in shape like RATED
house upon the bosom of the stream
Then came such wailing cry of Harry
HarryP that eye followed the sound to
the second story of the mill, to see a
sight that struck them with horror
Percie Maclure's form, her eyes dilated,
her face like a corpse, pressed up in the
white moonlight against the window, her
arms thrown up, and Ter ashen lips Civ
ing out that piercing cry that sounded
above the angry, roaring flood. Almost
within reach, as the building partially
whirled around as it glided away, and
yet so impossiblel


'What can we do?' was the question
of the crowd; but Harry's inward words
were, Il will save her or die with her,
SO help me God o, Percie ! Percie
dearer than my own life ? There was a
narrow bend in the stream where the wa.