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that? I'm sure it's Tregeagle at his |.tion of everything that came in its way. tricks agen.”

But Tamzin' thought of nothing but the Tamzin shuddered. “No, it ain't, Sal. end of her journey; she did not heed the ly,” she replied, “it's a shouting down loose stones that lay in her path, or the the Port way." And before many min- rain that now and again splashed against utes a rush of footsteps past the door set. her face. As she approached the rocky tled the question, as along the village landing place, the scene that presented street came the cry, “A vessel on the itself was indeed one of confusion. The rocks!”

narrow ledge was crowded with men, all “Sally, it's John Kernick's boat, I know shouting and gesticulating, some vainly it is - something told me as there was trying to throw ropes to the ship across mischief to come to-night. I must go an awful chasm of boiling waves. For down to the Port, I must."

the vessel was not, as was naturally ex“ It's no fit place for a woman, girl; pected, stranded at the entrance of the there'll be no standing down there agen Port, but in the Port itself on a rock that this wind. Give it up - it'll soon end rises in the centre of the small cove, and one way or another."

on the summit of which a large wooden “Look here, Sally," said Tamzin, not stake was fixed, as a warning at high tide. heeding her words, "you stay here and It was indeed John Kernick's boat; keep a good fire up, and get blankets with wonderful skill he had rounded the ready — you know what's wanted at these point, but by that time even he had seen times, and I'll go down Port. Give me that in face of such a storm as was now my jacket and my hood, and don't let rising, his only chance of safety was to them know up-stairs."

make for Padstow Harbor; but it was too Nothing on earth could have kept Tam- late -- the wind was dead against him, zin back all her spirit was up. She and he was in spite of all his efforts was no longer a weak girl, but a strong, driven back again round Trevenna Head determined woman, whose whole soul was into the surging angry waves that dashed in that boat, and yet her thoughts were with a roar like thunder into the caves at

"John Kernick's safe enough, he can the foot of the island and raged right up take care of hisself in any sea, but he'll to the landiny-stage, sending the foam leave Pascho, and there'll be no one knows and spray far above over the cliffs. as Pascho's aboard but me. I must go.” A sudden gust of wind drove the vessel

In a few moments she had prepared right into the tiny Port and against the herself for the wind in a tight jacket and dangerous rock we have mentioned, on close hood, and opening the door she which it now remained fast, washed from found herself out in a fierce storm of wind stem to stern by the breakers. with occasional dashes of pelting rain, Not one of the crowd of sailors present though the moon shone through the clouds expected for a moment to save the vessel at intervals so that at times the surround- – all were only anxious for the lives of ing objects were plain enough.

the five men on board, but these were just All the men in the village were astir; beyond reach, and at present all their the news ran like wild fire that a vessel efforts were being directed towards fing, was on the rocks, and as they hurried ing a rope across the boiling chasm of down the steep path they conjectured water that separated their friends from where she was.

safety. 66 She's sure to have foundered on the The moon burst forth suddenly as Island Rock," said one.

Tamzin pushed her way on to the landing. No, on Barras Nose," said another. place and beheld the foaming sea below “It'll go hard with her wherever it be,' her, while just opposite was John Ker. said a third. Why, here's Tamzin. nick’s vessel, looking as if each wave Lord, girl! it's not a night for you to be must make an end of it, and send its out; go back — go back!”

planks drifting asunder. 6 I must come - I will come !" cried

Try again, mates,” cried a Trevenna Tamzin, hurrying on; nothing hurts man, once more hurling with all his might ine, and maybe it's my friends aboard.” a strong rope weighted at the end across

Nimble feet on a fine day might make the gulf; but both wind and wave were ten minutes' work of getting down to the against him, and it fell short. Port, but to-night the wind was so strong “ Save them -- you must save them !” that it was a hard matter for a woman to cried Tamzin, and though her voice was stand against it as it wbirled up the nar. drowned in the storm, the men about her row valley, seemingly bent on the destruc- saw her distress and pitied her. One or

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two women now joined the group, and to the village, which was no small act of among them was Pascho's sister, who had charity on their part, considering the exonly just heard of the danger her brother citement at the Port was at its height. was in. The girl wrung her hands as she “Pascho, Pascho!” shrieked his sis. saw the awful situation of the vessel, and ter. hardly knowing what she did, seized hold “ You must save him," echoed Tamzin, of Tamzin; Tamzin turned her beautiful who had now struggled to the edge, whilst face towards her and murmured,

John Kernick kept close by her side, his “ They must – yes, they must save face lowering with an angry, vengeful them !” But the woman recoiled.

look. “Save them ! ay, Tamzin, you may well “ There's another!” they cried; "a say that - you that have been nearly the rope, a rope !” Battling, struggling, clingdeath of him, with your cruel heart; ing to a mast, there, indeed, was another. there's not another like Pascho all the It would have been impossible to recog. country round, but he ain't the same man nize him had it not been for his light redsince you jilted him.”

dish hair. Yes, it must be Pascho; and Tamzin had no time to answer, for sud. Tamzin stretched out her arms towards denly there was a shout, or rather a groan the man she had wronged, as if she must from all present as a huge wave swept be the one to rescue him. over the vessel and broke her up as if she “Save him!” again she cried; "he had been touch wood. But the tide was mustn't die!” still all in favor of the sailors, and happily “You didn't take on so about me, Tamthe moon was yet brilliant.

zin,” said John Kernick angrily, as other ' Ropes, ropes!” cried the men. hands, not his, flung a rope into the "Now's the time, mates; if they can keep seething water. This unworthy jealousy afloat five minutes, we'll save them.” And exhibited at such a moment suddenly anthere, sure enough, was one dark figure gered Tamzin; her soul rebelled against rising on the crest of a wave and evi- it. She did not know that John had dently clinging to a plank. It was easy spoken hard words to Pascho, and that now to throw the rope, and what a shout there was ill-blood between them, though of joy arose when it was seized, and how the miner had been true to his promise of willing were the hands that hauled up the keeping the peace. The drowning man man who clung to it !

seized the rope. “Saved!” It was John Kernick who “ Hold fast!” they cried, for a tremenstood there among them, apparently little dous wave was driving in, and would certhe worse for his ducking.

tainly engulf him before they could pull "John — John Kernick!” cried Tam- him up. It passed, and spent itself zin, seizing him. “Where's Pascho? He against the rocky wall, and then all hands can't swim like you ; save him, do.” at once hoisted in the rope. This re

There was a muttered oath as John quired great care, for Pascho could give dashed away the salt water froin his hair. but little help on his side ; he had been The sailors had closed in again near the longer fighting for life, and was more exedge. Another head had appeared - - an. hausted than the other two. other effort was being made to save life. “ Thank God!” said Tamzin, with a sob No one noticed Tamzin and John. in her voice, as they drew him to the foot

“Is that the way you greet me, Tamzin, of the ledge, and now began pulling him with your first words given to Pascho up.

A terrible, overwhelming feeling of jealNay, thank God you're saved – but ousy suddenly seized John Kernick. He oh, John, he must not die.” And Tamzin had been so proud of having won Tamzin, frantically tried again to edge herself in so elated over his superior powers of fasamong the men who were hoisting up an. cination, that now the Devil seemed to other fellow-creature. It was one of the take possession of his soul when he heard saiiors, and he too was received with a her voice saying, “Thank God!" with shout, as he, like his captain, seemed none that little sob of relief in it, for John was the worse for his immersion. At the same close to her side, and, without Tamzin moment another man was literally fiung knowing it, he had seized her wrist. on the steps leading to the beach, and Now quick as lightning he loosened his was only just rescued before a wave seized hold, drew out his clasp-knife, and openhim; but he, poor fellow, was stunned, ing it, unperceived by the crowd, he and one arm hung broken by his side. stooped down and slashed at the rope, Several voluoteers at once bore him away cutting it half through. Quickly it began

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to unwind, and heavier grew the weight it at that moment she had made up her mind had to bear.

irrevocably — nothing should ever draw In another second the so-called accident the awful secret from her lips. John was discovered.

“ The rope's cut agen seemed suddenly dead to her, and who the rocks !” cried the men in consterna. would think of accusing a dead man of tion. “ Hold on a ininute, Pascho Fuge! murder? Was he not already before his Pull gently, boys, and heave him another Judge? rope. It's all up with him if he falls." Her tottering steps could make but

At these words John Kernick's strong little way, and in five minutes she had achead reeled; he slunk out of the place he complished but a third of the distance. had made for himself, and once more was still the wind howled, and still it bore to by Tamzin's side. She was trying to see her ears the shouts from the Port. Then what was going on, trying to hear the she heard behind her the sound of sevshout of rescue, when suddenly her wrist eral footsteps hurrying in the same direcwas again seized by her lover.

tion as herself. Even before she looked “ Listen, Tamzin!” said John in a ter. round she knew what it was, and shrank rible voice ; " do you hear me, girl? The back under the cover of a projecting rock rope's cut, and I did it! There's no hope which overshadowed the path. Then in for him now !”

silence four men passed her bearing beTO in gave a little shriek, drowned, it tween then a body decently covered with is true, by the noise around her, but she a sail. wrenched away ber hand.

“ Tell me, is he dead?” she said hur“You've killed him, John Kernick! riedly, coming out from her shelter, and Let me go! I must save him, or die with touching one of the men with her hand. him!”

The men started, for they had not seen John beld her back by main force. her. “ Hark, girl! it's too late; the rope's Ay, ay, he's dead, poor fellow; there snapped. Curse me if you can!” was no living any longer in that sea.”

True enough, a low groan of disappoint- “Yes, he said so, and it is true," murment and despair burst from the crowd, mured Tamzin; but the men had passed and some one near Tamzin said, - on, walking swiftly and steadily with their

“Pascho Fuge is lost. The rope's cut, burden, and Tamzin followed more slowand he's fallen back into the sea. Godly, and fancied she was going to the have mercy on him!. He was most nigh churchyard, and that she was Pascho's spent just now.” Tamzin gazed wildly at only mourner at his funeral. John.

“But I did love you, Pascho," she said “You've murdered him, John Ker- to herself, “ only I was vain and foolish. pick!” she exclaimed. “Leave go of It was you as I cared for all along, Pasme! How dare you touch me? I never cho, my dear; I know it now it's too want to see you again!”

late.” Heaven help the man thus seized with Before she reached her own home, the the terrible demon of jealousy! Heaven corpse and its bearers had disappeared, help bim, indeed, when, having satisfied and when she knocked, and Sally Rog, the feeling of revenge, he finds the fearfulers, all excitement and eagerness, opened flood of remorse let in to drown his soul! the door, she saw a different Tamzin to John Kernick dashed away Tamzin's hand the one who had gone out an hour or so when he had led her from the edge of the before. rock, and then flinging himself up the

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ask me, Sally; I couldn't slippery path leading over the hill, disap- talk of it just now, but I will tell you peared from sight.

one thing — there's many a sore heart in For a few seconds the girl darted after Trevenna to-night, but none so sore as him, then paused and tried to remember mine." where she was. At last, moaning and “John Kernick's 'dead then ? " whisshivering like a child that has been hurt, pered Sally, awe-struck. she hurried along up the road to the vil- Nay, nay, not John Kernick, but an. lage and to her home.

other," and thereupon she laid her head Jolin lad said so, and she knew it too on the table, and seemed lost to all around

Pascho could not survive another im ber. Sally felt that Tamzin bad seen mersion in that awful sea. What had something terrible; and though she she heard ? Had John Kernick spoken longed to hear the details, she would not rightly ? Had he cut the rope that was leave her friend or tease her with quesPascho's safety? Tamzin shuddered, but | tions, but after a while got her up-stairs,



? and undressed her, and spoke simple sights and sounds were beginning to wake comforting words to her – nay, even lay up, for they were early folk in Trevenna, down by her for fear she would have despite the night's excitement. Old Rich“visions” of that dreadful scene, what. ards himself was opening his shutters, ever it might have been, till at last when or what acted as such in a place where the storm abated Tamzin Richards, worn thieves were not thought of, and looking out mentally and bodily, fell into a trou- round he perceived John Kernick standbled sleep.

ing by his side.

“Welcome back, my son," said the old The Trevenna men, having completed man, nodding. “ Where hast been all their work of rescue, hurried to their night? It was a bare chance for thee homes again. These scenes were of too yester-eve, they say. I've been seeing frequent occurrence to cause a great ex. one of your men, who told me all about it; citement, but in Pascho's house there was he came here looking for you." no going to bed that night; and John The ordinary tone did much towards reKernick, as he walked unheedingly over storing John's presence of mind. “How's the high land that skirted the coast, Tamzin?” he said slowly, though he seemed like Cain of old to defy the ele- found it hard to speak her name. ments. Terrible is man's remorse, and “I heard Tamzin a-coming down just so awful was it to John Kernick that he now; maybe she's in the back room. Go could not think of the lesser evil that had in, my son; my old woman's abed to-day come upon him, though in a way he was with the rheumatiz, so I'm the stay o'the all the while conscious of it. 'He had house; but Sally Rogers gave us a helpkilled his rival — ay, and by his own words ing hand last night — a kind soul is Sally, to Tamzin he had forever lost all chance but she's gone home now.' of her love. Once he passed by the slate John Kernick did not hear half these quarries, and bad he not known every little homely words; he only took in that inch of the way he might have easily Tamzin was in the back room alone. He slipped over the black gulf which bor. would go and see her, and then fly forever dered the path. For one moment Kernick from Trevenna. He walked slowly across thought he would end life and his remorse the shop and opened the inner door, and by throwing himself down one of the black there sat Tamzin by the window, her back pits, but he dared not face death and eter- to him, gazing out with a terribly sad and pity with this burden on his conscience, altered face on the tiny glimpse of the DO, even though he now and then half distant sea which was there visible. The fancied that he himself was the Tregeagle raging waves had calmed themselves; whose story he knew so well; surely his they were now but “white horses sweepsins would find him out, and the Devil ing majestically in towards the land. claim his soul if he died that night, just as The girl did not look round till John be had claimed Tregeagle's spirit at his Kernick said in a low voice, — death. It was morning before the wretch. “ Tamzin!” He expected her to turn ed man came back, as it were, to his right upon him as he knew well that an angry

Looking around he saw that he woman could do, and he meant to bear was not so very far from Trevenna. An her reproaches patiently, but instead of irresistible desire once more to see Tam- this Tamzin almost wearily put her hand zin possessed him; he would again hear on his arm. from her lips her hatred of him and of his “ John Kernick, I am glad you're come. deed, and then he would leave the country I've been wanting to see you, just to say and go beyond seas.

one thing. I acted wrong by you: if you But with the daylight came humbler sinned — and that shall be between you feelings, and the strong man, who had not and me forever - I too sinned terribly. prayed for years, listed up his heart to Forgive me, John; last night I saw my God and asked that his punishment might heart, as it was in reality. I have been be on earth, and not in the after life. lf, proud and vain all my life. I gave my as was certainly the case, the Devil had word to a man as touched my pride, but that night fought for the soul of John all the same I loved another

him as Kernick, the man's good angel had fought had been waiting for me so long; bim as” also and had prevailed.

- her voice faltered "I shall see in Almost spent with misery and exertion, heaven, John Kernick, and for whom I John Kernick, footsore and terribly hag. must wait till I die. Give me back my gard, stood before the Richards' cottage word, John; it has only brought evil on that morning just as the familiar village / us both. Ah, John, I followed his corpse



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last night, and my heart seemed to go pentant thief on the cross, so surely is straight out of me into his grave, and there for the contrite murderer, or for the that's how it will be till the end."

one whom God has saved from the nat. “ There's no maid as need marry a mur- ural result of his own wickedness. derer,” said John slowly, not daring to Ay, ay, Pascho Fuge, there'll never look up. “I'll never wed in this life. 1 be any more words betwixt us. Tamzin, came but to bid thee good-bye, Tamzin. let me tell him, don't be afraid of me any I'm going beyond the seas. You'll some

Tamzin's found out as it's you as times speak

she loves, and we've agreed between us “ Hush !" said Tamzin. - There's it's best so. If I have loved her, why so some one talking in the shop. Good-bye, have you, and more truly too, and may John Kernick. I can't take your hand God forgive all our mistakes! I'm going not now, not yet; but mayhap some day, now; but just tell me, Pascho, how was when I'm an old woman.” Neither of you saved ?them noticed that the door was quietly “ They were hauling up the rope, when opened behind them; neither of them for it got cut agen the rocks, and I fell back. a few seconds was aware of any one en. I give myself over then for lost, as I was tering, till suddenly there came the words, well nigh spent, when just by me they

“John Kernick, I've not come to disturb Aung down another rope with a loop in it. ye, but only just to shake hands wi' ye..God gave me strength to slip it round me, We must never have hard words again for I should never have had power to after last night's work. Shake hands, hold on to it; and so they hauled me in man !

The Lord forbid you and I should much as if I had been a log: But what's have any bitter feeling atween us." this, Tamzin - it ain't true, be it?"

Tamzin stood paralyzed, for there be- • Ay, man, it's true enough,” said John fore her was Pascho — nay, not Pascho, Kernick, dashing away a tear from his but his wraith, who had come to forgive eye; “and you're worthy on her, Pascho, John Kernick and to show her how to for. God bless thee!” give. John also was too much surprised to take the hand that was stretched out to After all, my tale ends with a wedding; him.

but it was not the Tamzin of old that “ Pascho, is it you and not your ghost ?” Pascho vowed to love forever : out of his cried Tamzin, brave as usual, suddenly suffering he had reaped something better seizing his hand. “Pascho, speak to me! than the handsomest bride in Trevenna. I thought you were dead."

The girl was changed from the night of “Nay, nay, Tamzin, I was saved ; 'twas the shipwreck; a humbled, God-fearing the poor sailor as was drowned. But had woman was Tamzin Fuge, who proved to it been the Lord's will, I would fain have be a useful, devoted wife, though some taken his place, save for my mother's sake. accused her of having lost her old spirit. She and my sister was sore troubled when Pascho never saw any fault in her, and, they brought me home well-nigh spent. what was more, she never saw any in him But I'm that strong a bit of a wetting is rather an uncommon result of matri. nothing to me."

mony. Only one secret did Tamzin ever Pascho, feeling Tamzin's hands clasped keep from her husband, and that was how round bis arm, was warming up to his the rope was cut which had so nearly cost subject. He thought that even to see this him his life. look on her sweet face it was good he had And John Kernick ? He never left the lived. After all, she did care a bit for country, but he too was an altered char. him, if not in that way. But he was acter. His old companions jeered him hardly prepared for Tamzin proud Tam- about losing his sweetheart, and told him zin — bursting into tears, and saying, he should have been able to cut out a man

“Thank God a thousand times, Pascho, like Pascho Fuge; but he never answered that you're not dead. John Kernick, give any of these pleasantries, and by degrees him your hand; there'll never be any he became what his neighbors called words betwixt you again.”

"terribly religious." In time he took to “God helping me, never,” said John preaching, and never wearied of visiting Kernick, wringing the quarryman's hand ihose lonely parts of the country where as if he would wring it off. Pascho did other men leared to go. not know, was never to know, what his life Years after he inherited a little fortune, was to John, for it brought a happiness and settled at Trevenna, where Tamzin's far better and higher than his death would children loved no one better than “big have done.

Uncle Kernick." As there was forgiveness for the re



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