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The Herald, 1910-04-15, Page 7CHAPTER 1. What a mad night it was! Great heaven! what a fierce, mad gale it was that raged. that night all along the south coast, The wind.. shrieked and tore up Owing like a pack of demons yelling and whirling in the hideous orgies of a dance of death, driving the flood -tide on before it, tossing up' the angry sea into 'mountains of foaming breakers, that (lifted themselves like the monsters of :a fevered• dream, poising above their .prey, then hurling the white -capped mass of water down upon their fated victims, whether that were rock or beach, human handiwork or human lives. It had blown a gale all day, and in the early morning some of the Brighton 'boatmen had said "the wind would sink at sunset it was just the last gasp of 'the September gale;" but when aught came, black as pitch, and wilder than -..ever, they were forced to change their note, and men and women, in the scat- tered crowd that began to gather all along the sea frontage, looked at each ;other, and many a careless lip, that per- haps rarely whispered a prayer, breathed a deep, hushed "heaven help those at sea to -night."• Hark! What was that? The deep boom of a gun out at sea, heard through all the roar of wind and water—once— twice—that awful sound. of woe that made those men who had till now re- mained in -doors spring to their feet with blanched cheeks, and rush forth to swell the crowd without. "Girls, I'm off! I can't stand that sig- nal of distress!" cried a gentleman who, with two fair young girls, had been watching the gale from a handsome front sitting room in the Bedford. Hotel. "I am physician still, if I am retired, and I may be of use. Give me my fur cap, my daughter; and, Blanche, hand me out that brandy flask—quick! Thanks." And Dr. Roland Clifford hurried out. His thews and sinews night be of use as well as his skill, for he was a fine, powerfully built man of the Danish type, and not more than four or five -and. - forty. It was a densely. dark night, and the wind drove the foam in a blinding white mist of spray right in -shore. That and the pitiless fury of the gale made it an absolute battle with the elements to make headway at all to the beach—such of it as was still uncovered below the green opposite Brunswick Terrace. But as thither the people were streaming, on that part also Dr. Clifford bore down as best he could. }Veambeaus were ahnost impossible, • {az men with lanterns moved. about, revering a fitful, luri dglare here and ere, Which only deepened the darkness r around. "But where is she—the vessel?" asked Dr. Clifford of an old. boatman. "Noth- ing canlive long in such a boiling sea as this." "No, sir; I'm afeared nothing can. They made three tries to launch the life -boat afore they could get her off, land now heaven only knows where she ,or the vessel are! They sent up rockets !here when the gun went, and we could just make her out, sir, straight afore us here, dismasted, icer funnel bent, and she just beating her life out on the bar —a biggish craft, too ---a Red Star liner,. I reckon" "I thought I saw something black on the foam just now!" said. Clifford quick- ly. So did others. The crowd. surged, then watched !breathlessly; then awild cry of excite- ment burst forth: "A boat! a boat struggling for life!" tip from the coast -guards post went a flaming rocket wh-z-1 into the howling wind's eye. "She's close! To the rescue!" shout- ed the stalwart doctor, rushing forward with a score of gallant fellows, all ready to wade out the moment the boat was near enough to be aided. Now she sunk deep into the trough, anon she was lifted high and half cwampod;' now she is close, but on the very crest of a breaker, and the wave rowers are fightiig every inch of way. Hai a crash, the cry of men, the frantic shriek of women! The little craft is capsized, and they are flung into the sethtng waters as the wave rushes on to the shingles, Before it can retreat, dozens of men have rushed in, while others hold aloft lanterns; and a , great cheer breaks out as man after man struggles bark to shore with some poor creat- ure rescued, and they are carried up and of the women and doctors, and the hos- pitality of residents, Meanwhile, there: was breathless' watching' for the hi£e-boat. "She's got a splendid crew in her," ono man said to Clifford, who remained on the sane of action, dripping, but ready to lend a hand fifty times more, "There was one hand short, but a gen- tleman pushed through the crowd and volunteered. "It didn't matter to any. one whether he lived or died,' I heard, .him say • and he went. Ah ! another roc- ket. Look, sir! there she is. What an awful sea to fight against! Did yon see' how; full she is of human souls?" It is scarcely possible to describe ade- quately the next few minutes of watch- ing. A thousand lives seem to each to be crowded into that short span of time, as they caught glimpses of the long life- boat, now down, now up; pitching, toss- ing, lost, it seemed, one second; the next site poised on the crest of the in- coming billow, and the captain's order was heard above all the roar of the ele- ments: "Now, men, give way 1" It is in such moments that Heaven gives brave men double strength—in such moments, perhaps, washes out the stain of many a sin. The gallant crew obeyed as one man; the boat rushed on on the flood; fifty strong men shrung forward to meet her as she was half dashed, half grounded on the beach. They pulled her higher ou, helping out the exhausted passeng- ers, and carrying the women—five lad- ies. "My husband!" Clifford heard one of them sobbing, wildly. "He's the cap- tain, Oh, save them! There were four men with him and the stewardess. She was so brave!" "Yes, that's all true," said the life- boat officer. "We couldn't take even one more, and they got off in the gig as the vessel broke up." 'There's the gig, close 1" cried one— the man who had volunteered into the life -boat; and the next moment a wild cry went up :• 'Great Heaven, she's capsized! They'- re all in this mad sea!" Several men, when the life -boat was approaching, had lashed long ropes round their waists, in readiness; and now these rushed into the sea, amidst such cheering as did one good to hear. Thea breathless moments of suspense. One was drawn back, bruised, half in- sensible himself, but clutching a man's form, still alive, perhaps; then another and another. Oh, how the crowd cheered as the five mon were brought up into the ambu- lance, long since ready! "Where is the woman?" cried. some one near Dr. Clifford. "There is some- thing, surely, battling out there; but nothing mortal can get to it 1" uy CURED IN 24 HOURS You can painlessly remove any corn, either hard,soft or bleeding, b applytug Putnanes CornExtractor. it never purne, leaves po sear, containsno acids ; is harmless because composed only of healing gums and balms. Fiftvvears in use. Cure guaranteed. Bold by all Dees sac. bottles. Refuse substitutes. PIVT AM PAINLESS CORN EXTRACTOR' 4' serve his remaining strength to try and save ,their being hurled by the breakers on to the beach --to save his unknown charge, if indeed the poor creature were still living. Of all that awful night, the most aw- ful time was while they watched and waited, "hope deferred, doubt depress- ed," for this desperate attempt's failure or success. Heaven ! they are ingulfed— lost ! No—a wild shout, mingling with women's sobs. He is seen once more, close now on a foaming billow. There is a ringing cheer. Clifford and a dozen others rush forward, and as the waters pitch themselves over, they drag the daring rescuer and has charge out of danger. He is half blinded, his strength spent; bat the doctor liftsthe slender, lifeless form of the woman -he has saved from his arms into iris own, as he says, huskily: "Men, see you to him; I wily take the lady to my daughter. 1 am a doctor." He does not see what the man is litre. (low should he, in. the darkness and blinding spray and excitement? Nay, the crowd has pushed between them di- rectly, as some of them bring a stretcher to bear his charge away to a hotel, and he leads the way. The man, meanwhile, whom they have seated on an upturned boat, drinks the brandy which tate coastguard officer holds to his colorless lips. He is dazed, utterly exhausted, and for some time he stems scarcely conscious of those anxi- ous faces till the officer speaks. "I'll call a fly, sir, for you ought to get these drenched things off. Drink this, sir; it won't hurt." "Thanks—no cab." The young man rose slowly, pausing; then his lost vital- ity rallied its forces. "1 am all right now. Don't fuss, please, for I'll soon walk to any hotel; it's better than rid- ing, when one's drenched, you know. Where have they taken the lady?" "To the Bedford, sir. They say she isn't dead.' "Heaven grant it, whoever she is, poor thing!" the rich, soft voice answered. "Good -night, friends." He was moving on, the crowd, puzzled, giving back. "But, sir, your name, please? were in the lifeboat, and—" "Bah, what matter? No name. 1 hate a bother and fuss about nothing." "Nothing to save a life like thatl" said a woman, as he strode away. "Bless the man! I reckon the lady won't call it nothing." "Queer customer i" anis another — "don't mean to have his soy. or society medal neither." "Guess he's rich," ad,7,...a.. third. "Did you see his toga a "'the ring on .his hand?" Who and what vas this stranger— this unknown rescuer of an unknown woman? Only the stewardess of the hapless vessel nothing more to him or any one else, as far as he knew. "Launch the boat again 1" was the ery; but a tall, slight man—the gentle- man who had volunteered into the life- boat—sprung past them all. "Too late for that!" he cried. "But, by Heaven, a woman shall not drown while I live!" "No, no, sir!" exclaimed re man; " you've done hard work enough. You'll only be drowned, too!" "Stand back!" the other said, fierce- ly; and, as the sea's back current re- eoded, rushed in. "Lord, Lord! he's a dead maul" said a woman, piteously. "Who is he?" asked Dr. Clifford, striving to pierce the gloom. "A stranger here, they say, sir a passing visitor. Looks youngish and handsome; but between the darkness and the flare of the lanterns oue can't see faces much." "Tho man meet be a desperate swim- mer and diver, too, or he hasn't a chance," said the doctor, under his breath. "He doesn't care for his life one bit; he's a splendid fellow!" Now, indeed, the crowd watched with bated breath and agony of suspense; but only when the rockets wore sent up could the keenest sight catch, or fancy it caught, a glimpse of that daring man fighting with the sea for a human life. Will he save it, or even reaoh tht still floating form he seas before him? Ha! ha! he as close --now swept bad:— driven a little—is close again! A. wo- man's form, one arm still wound about a small boat stretcher, her kerchief drawn half across her face by the mo- tion of the water. One desperate stroke of almost more than mortal strength, and he reaches his abject, grasps it firm- ly, and strikes out for the shore, swept now on the flood -tide. 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A. tremor of the slender hand, a; quiver over the palid, fine-out,fefntures,:ivhisilt in their moat locked xepoee.'as of death, neither Clifford noted. looker restful or at peace, but were marked with the in- delible stamp of pain and endurance; then there was a restless movement of the head, covered with a rich mass of dark, curling locks that clustered above brow and temples, and waved down be- hind thea. on to the nook; the neat minute a pair of gloriona dark eyes opened straight into Poiau•1 Clifford's face with that wild, strained gaze of painful intensity when the mind, is.strug- gling to regain rte powers against the physical prostration that has forced it into abeyance—a look the physician knew well enough and had expected. "Well," said. he, smiling, "you don't quite know me, do you?" Her lips moved. Re bent over her, signing to Mrs. Barclay, who went at once to the fireplace. "Who—where am I?" `Safe with friends. A little brandy in the broth, please, Mrs. Jta celay. Thankc'. Now drink this." He lifted the curly heed on his arm, and took the little cup from Mrs. Bar- clay. "She will retell rouni now," lie said, as he presently gave the empty cup to Minnie, and laid his patient back on the pillow, her eyes going wistfully from face to faee. "The others!" she breathed. "Are they "All hands are saved. and with friends, too!" "Ah. thank Heaven!" The ethisper was so fervent that Mrs. Barclay said, aside: "She was a passenger, after all, sir, and had friends on board." They were all perhaps a little startled You CHAPTER. 11. About two hours later, the night por- ter of the Bedford Hotel was roused frusta his illegal diose by the sound of his bell, and when he opened the door, be- hold! a small fisher -lad. "Please, sir," began the, boy, breath- less with the wind, "the gentleman sent rte to ask was the lady what the \'actor brought here come to all right?" "les. Yes, say the danger's passed, and they've got her into bed, though she hasn't spoken or been exactly conscious yet; but that's all right, dost 'r says. is it the gentleman that saved her, my boy?". said the porter. curiously. "'Spect it is, sir. lie's along further, waltin' fob me, Changed his wet tog - gory, anyhow, Ancl he is a gentleman! He give me 'elf a crown just to run here and back to him. And didn't 1 see such a diamond ring on his finger—flashed, it did, under the gas -lamp!" "A swell chap, eh?" said the porter. "Didn't say his name, did he?" "No; said . he was going to leave Brighton by the early train—that's all." The lad ran off, and the porter shut the door and settled himself in his chair again for a snooze. The message sent to the unknown inquirer was quite eor- reet though long and painful had been the task of the doctor, aided by his daughter and the manageress of the ho- tel; and now the three stood watching by the patient's bedside. They had re- stored animation—life at last; heart and pulse beat palpably though with a dazed stare, as, lifted. on Clifford's arm, she swallowed the warm broth he adminis- tered; but she still lay half in a kind of sleep, half in the consciousness of the utter exhaustion which the vital forces of a very finely strung but superb phy- sique were slowly mastering. "My dear Minute, go go to bed now with Blanche," . said her father, in that low, quiet tone all used to invalids fall into in the sick -room; "or at least lie down on that sofa by the fire." "Not yet, please, father; but you ought, kind Mrs. Barelny" But the manageress smiled ant shook her head. Presently she said in a low tone "There must have been some ntistalce, sir, in their saying this poor young crea- ture is the stewardess. Why, she isn't five-and-bwenty, and a lady—a roar, well-born lady as ever blue blood owned." 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You are sure to be cured by Dr. Hamilton's Pills. Refuse any sub- stitutes. Price 25e per box, et all deal- ers, or The Catarrhozone Co., Kingston, Canada. "As soon as the clothes are ready she may," said her father, moving to the door. "By the bye, may I know your name?—mine you have just heard.; and it is awkward, isn't it. not to know a lady's name in speaking to her?" "Yes -forgive me—I should have told you, Doctor Clifford—mine is Christine Errington—Mrs. Errington." "Thanks" He bowed and went away to his own room. Twenty minutes later, his daughter and niece, Blanche Leroy, joined him at breakfast in the sitting room, for the doctor had taken a suite on that floor during his stay in Brighton, and the latter was all eagerness to hear all about the stranger. Mimie told her, and saki that Blanehe would soon see her, as she was going to dress directly. "And, father," added the girl, "she asked for a leather travelling belt she had worn." "I've got it safe, my dear; you shall give it to her; it has money and valu- ables in it doubtless." "Yes, she said so; she was afraid it might have been lost. Ta! taI I'm going to help her dress; she isn't very strong. yet. Oh, Blanche, she is such a beautiful woman," "She is the most superbly handsome woman I have ever seen," said the doe - tor; "and a face quite out of the ordin- ary run." CTo be continued.), to hear answered, and not in a whisper, very feebly, still, but oh! what a sweet, low voice of mu"ic: "No --pone iu the world." 'Try to sleep now," said Clifford, a trifle huskily. "We are your friends, at any rate." "You are all too good—to a stranger," she said, with a grateful look, that was reward for any trouble, and she obedi- ently closed her eyes, but with a long - drawn, shivering sigh that told its tale; then she sunk into slumber, and Dr. Clif- ford sent Mrs. Barclay away to bed,, made his daughter Iie down on the sofa, and himself took a large easy -chair, to sleep, as he said, with one eye open, though he did not expect his patient would wake for several hours. The gale began to hill its violence at dawn, and by eight o'elosek had sunk, leaving a dull, leaden stretch of sky above, and the gray sea ttunbling sul- lenly on the shingles, as if half afraid, half proud of the mischief it bad wrought. It had struck eight when Clif- ford awoke. and, turning instinctively at once toward his patient, met the gaze of those great, velvet -dark eyes shining with the full, steadfast light of reason and recognition. She stretched out both hands to the doctor, as he came to the bedside. and clasped his. "You have tended, nursed me back to life, and may (leaven reward you! Was it you, also, who saved me from that terrible sea?" "Not a bit of it," said he, deeply mov- ed, but, ratan -like, seekhig to hide it under a light tone—"not a bit of it; the roan who swam out for you was, I heard, a handsome young fellow. I only took you from him and brought you here to my daughter Millie. He, your preserver, lied volunteered into the life -boat as well —a very daring fellow." "Is ho sale—is he safe?" she almost cried out; "my fife is not worth another's loss." Mrs. Barclay, just entering the room with a tray, answered quickly: "He's quite safe, ma'am, whoever he is, for he sent a lad here about three this morning to ask if you were better; the hoer said the gentleman was leaving here early. Now, ma'am, here is some break- fast; and, Doetor Clifford, I'll see to the lady, while you and the young ladies go in to yours." Mamie, who had woke up, interposed: "Dear Mrs. Berelay had plenty to do with her duties, and her father's patient was her guest. She would attend to her, and when the lady's clothes were dry, her own maid could bring them up." In vain the stranger tried to protest against being further trouble' to any one. The doctor laid his finger on her lips, , bidding her, smiling, "be a good girl"; and his daughter, with sweet, girlish impulsiveness, stooped and kissed the broad, clear brow, "Yen are no trouble at all; and, oh, liar so glad you are stronger this Morns iug and will soon be uu.' ; .. 1 NEW STRENGTH IN THE SPRING Nature Needs Aid iii Making New Health -Giving Blood. In the spring the system needs toning up. In the spring to be healthy and strong you must have new blood, just, as the trees roust have new sap. 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