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HAPTER XI
SSCl-KS.OKTO TH* CLIFFS.
lth e month of June, when
„, one soft ""^ h '*
.bout to complete her grand
correction, white like an
Ml , 0> fetches out over
forest and covers the lulls
yJ ff ith a verdure of match-
ity.
eepi
shorn
of their heavy
* * WE * WEAVE, t
while occasionally, a spring of water
flowed boldly down some huge rock
and added its tribute to swell the
volume of the stream below.
The Steamer sped along—passing
lone fishermen; some in bateaux shel
tered by the willows, others seated
ou weather beaten rocks with rods
shadowed in the water and hooks
and lines surmerged.
Now and then the farmer would
quit his plow handles and come to
in his arms handed him over len< not drown—would about sum up his!
i ei y on deck, and then the boy. j views on the subject- But, with it
Botli were given prompt attention all; he was also glad Uncle Tom did
and everything done that was prouer ■ not drown. He plainly showed his
in such cases. j interest in this latter phase of the
llie hoy was soon revived. Het-j thought by standing, off to one side,
tie bent over Uncle Tom, and as a; and critically observing Uncle Tom.
result of her careful ministrations
she now saw signs of returning life.
It was too much for her—she cried
and she laughed, but never ceased
her efforts until Tom was completely
He would look at his feet, and then
survey him on up and beginning now
at his head came on down to his feet,
while occasional fits of gratitude
would seize Imn an i he would pull
out ot danger. lie recognized Ins j from the conglomerated store of his
cattle had
iiile here and
of the trees
• , nlftc-es. near inviting
stimj places,
f,. om the heat of the sun.
0KSt8 were festooned with
0 l r; ire colors; the irooks
d on, winding through dell
in S weet refrain. The wild
refreshed with showers, pre-
le appearance of living bod.
■altered over beds of moss,
all this enlivened scenery
-d the weeping willow and
drooping branches the sad
the Moaning dove could be
, the neighboring fields.
llage whart a Steamer
oreii, awaiting its burden of
treigt t. A picnic excursion
occasion of the throng, mov-
; through the streets toward
,on that early June morn-
hecourse trembling blast of
isile, which when it had ceased
hoed through the forest, has
k steps of those who were at
iglit o’clock the Boat was
wit a gay and merry party—
, utuMire on the green
“S ht F at t , lure under J thebank °ft ber iver, where he Would
stand, Hi a narrow opening, watching
with curious gaze the boat go by.
The Steamer splashed along—its heavy
machinery panting, like some giant
animal exhausted with violent fatis
gue.
Occasionally the report of a gun
told that the regulation sportsman
was aboard shooting alligators that
lazily lay on logs and drift near the
banks.
Tubs of lemonade and freezers full
of ice cream were now brought into
requisition to satiate the thirsty
throats of the excursionists.
A space had been cleared on the
lower deck for a dance and already
the music had started up. Couples
secured positions, and after tiring
out, others filled their places.
Edward and Nellie had just finish
ed a quadrille and were promenad
ing the declc when a splash in the
water was heard, and another, then
shrieks—an alarm—-and cry went up:
-“Somebody has fallen over-board!”
The signal bells sounded, the pro
peller reversed, and Steamer drifted
slowly. A rush was made for the
stern of the boat—a small life saving
dingey was being thrown out on tile
water. Edward was standing near
and springing into it, with supernal
ural agility as the strong arms o(
twenty or more young men shot it
off from deck, he quickly cut the
rope that held it, swung on to the
strong oak oars and was darting
away from the Steamer before any
one else had time to get in.
There were two drowning forms
ahead of him, struggling in the water.
The waves washed over them—but
they rose with the next.
Edward now swung to the oars
with all-the strength he could coin-
maud and reached the spot where he
saw them the moment before: hut
they had gone down under the wa
ter. In another moment the two
forms rose to the surface—a black
arm entwined the body of a bov-
Shouts went up from the excited
passengers, and in an instant more,
Edward held Uncle Tom with one
band and the little hoy with the
other. After considerable exertion
lie succeeded in dragging the half
dead lad into the boat. Uncle Tcm
had risked his own life to rescue the
boy.
Edward was too overcome to
speak, and if he did, Tom gave no
evidence of hearing him.
Hettie was crazed with grief; she
wrung her hands and wept. Edward
raised up his mother’s old servant
out of the water, but his head fell
back on his shoulders—he was limp
and cold. A trembling voice shriek
ed in anxiety from the steamer to
the dingey. Edward heard it. It
was the clear voice of Hettie.. “Is
he dead?” she pathetically inquired
of boys and girls, little chil
nfants and nurses, married and
ned corples were standing and
■ry nook and corner and
ble space, while baskets filled
ainties, crates with lemons and
•iili lee, were piled up m great
ion. They were going to the
male famous by tradition,
re tlie “Kings Forest,” “Cold
i,” gigantic oaks and other
objects had contributed to
it a place of uncommon inier-
Xear by, at a distance of little
than a quarter of a mile stood
anntt-il house,” like some neg-
wreck ot a past grandeur.
Steamer now loosed from her
ugs aiut swung around toward
iddle of the stream. The pau-
rs rushed forward on deck.
handkerchiefs and bidding
>ye to the human forms that
red the banks of the river.
£ great wheel splashed in the
h while behind her, the foaming
® rose, rolled and lengthened
fantastic commotion.
■ Randall and Hettie sat on one
ithe upper deck, near the rail
Edward and Nellie were not so
' nat “ !ls to find seats, but bad
e, l standing room on the oppo
|[ k, near the bow-
e Wt' e ze was most invigorating;
% bright and inspiring. Th
ar, ’ lnl conversations, smiles and
■'ter wtre evidences that serious
' ia 'I heeu left behind at
e ' -^h'tii is infections; it is
't up and carried on from one
,ct o unt >l it wields an enchant-
|J * opposite sadness and gaity;
, ter tears. Yet, the same
■‘-■>1 forces that cause the one
lu -'y also the other.
1,1 ■< hound to man by some sub-
‘hk, nnfe-lt while we serve, but
pt-hie when we attempt to free
VCs from its [lower. Leave it,
i seek wilds of everlast-
r W alas, the mind is
e . 11 ^ s °l&oe in the unfathom*
e l* tbs °f >ts own solitude.
-■'I there, as the Steamer
Jn down the channel were the steamer
' r t it,
! '-len«
hi
young mistress standing over him
and characteristic of his unselfish na
ture, forgetful of his own narrow es
cape from death, he inquired in a
feeble voice: “Honey, is de little
boy saved?”
This sad occurrence cast a gloom
over tlie excursionists that was not
easily dispelled. Try as they would
to introduce other subjects for con
versation it all ended in one topic
and that was the heroism of Uncle
Tom.
The steamboat reached a half cir
cular bend in the river which was
was skirted by a dense woodland.
The shrill and hoarse blast of the
whistle announced her journey’s end.
After winding round the bend the
channel extended almost in a direct
line for nearly a mile. The cliffs
were uow in view, rising up perpen
dicularly from the water’s edge to a
height of fifty feet or more, and
formed a ridge which readied out
into the open country beyond.
It was quite a quarter of a mile
wide, covered with a variety of trees,
bushes aud a few great oaks, while
trees of a smaller growth and blos
soming shrubs flanked the gradual
slopes on either side. There was an
old lauding below where fishermen
were wont to encamp, and near by,
from a more precipitous slope of the
ridge, a bold spring of cool, crystal
water bubbled up and flowed down
over a rock bed into the river.
The steamer slackened her speed
and sidled up to t'^; landing where
she was made fast with the cable.
The restless passengers, eager to lose
themselves in tlie wilderness, pro
ceeded to disembark, having gatli
ered up bundles, packages, baskets,
etc. Couples and groups could be
seen—some going one way, some
another. •
Col. Randall and Hettie followed
a narrow path which led up to the
spring and extended over the summit
of the ridge.
Edward and Nellie directed their
steps over an old wagon road that
was partly obstructed by bushes,
swamp grass and reeds, but which,
iu time jiast, had been used as a riv>
er lauding highway by the Dobson
family. Their intention was to visit
the “haunted house.” where they
were to meet Col. Randall and Net
tie, who bad gone another route.
Thence, they were to return to
gether for late dinner, preferring to
sharpen their appetites by this ex
ploring exercise.
Some ot the excursionists were
seated on carpets of green turf, with
a number ot frolicsome children sifts
ing the white sand through then-
delicate fingers—others climbing
small trees and hanging down from
the tops, while, tlie more tender
sprigs of the rising generation, stood
round with slices of cake and choice
pieces of chicken, swinging on one
foot and then the other, turning and
spinning on their heels and perform
ing wonderful gyrations.
Uncle Tom had so far recovered
that lie was enabled, with some
assistance, to limp off the steamer
those who were on shore.
Edward turned his head to answer
b it speech bad left and his reply and join
died .“ay in « diotins *""<>"■ Th. l.W. boy, mdebtad u> h,m for
drowned in the noise of the waves
he anguished of his
and buried ;n t
heart. .
Boor “Uncle Tom” was laid in the
bottom of the little boat wllK ^ of j he looke ,j npCn the whole matter as
his heroic deed, was too young to
realize the peril to which bis res-
c :er had been subjected or the ex
treme gravity of the situation. From
his childish standpoint of reasoning
„„„ di-itol l b 0 o ' b t U“ fa . le „-|a — m**.
MW* Edward arose with '— ■« *
pocket a string, an old button, or
part of some broken toy and ask
Uncle Tom if he wanted it.
Edward and Nellie, after going
some distance, came to a trail which
crossed the road diagonally. They
turned off here and went up the
slope.
“O what a beautiful tree,” said
Nellie. “Its shade is so inviting. ’
“Accept tlie invitation,” replied
Edward, “and let us rest awhile.
Come, here is a sward of grass near
by.”
“Oil, Mr. Coyne, this is such a de
lightful place. I am sure I could
spend my life here and never feel the
solitude. And what a pity this love
ly spot should be connected with the
legendary history of the Dobson
place. Ghosts, the idea! It makes
me laugh to see how simple some
people are. I haven’t the least doubt
that tlie origin of all this was a scare
some person got m the neighborhood
and imagination augmented the
fright until a thousand horrible plhn
—tasmagorla filled the house and
wood round about. And such hide
ous voices that proceed from the
ghosts—groaning, moaning, appeal
ing, entreating, wo will go to tlie
haunted house and all I ask is that
you protect me from the harm of the
living, 1 am not afraid of the dead.”
Clarice Halford said this in a jesting
manner, that is she tried to, blit her
expression and tone savored of tlie
tragic. She suddenly turned her
head and threw her head from side
to side. The color in her face gave
place to a momentary paleness which
Edward quickly observed.
Were you not reallv frighted Miss
Nellie? I thought so—I hope not.
fully agree witli you, there is nothing
to he afraid o/, but others tear the
dead you know.”
lie now involuntarily as though
impelled by some strange impulse,
raided his eyes to hers. He looked
her straight in the face with a steady
and fixed ga/.e.
“I see others coining,” she said,
“let us burry and ho the first to get
there.”
The Dobson house was an old
conventional southern dwelling. It
now looked like a block-house, after
the ravages of war, or some deserted
fortress, unguarded and defenseless,
but hallowed ami made awful by the
graves of its dead sentinels.
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