However, after Cray had gone back
to New York, Milly seemed to realize
that she had played with an honest
man's heart. She asked him to for
give her, and they arranged the day
for the wedding. But there was al
ways a something between them.
"The minister was to bring the girl
out in his boat, and they were to be
married in the lighthouse. The day
before the wedding a note from Milly
came. She told him that she and
Cray were sailing for Europe to
gether. 'I love him,' the letter said,
'and he has promised to marry me.
You must forget me and find some
"You can imagine what that blow
meant. And there was the man who
had been waiting for her, stuck in
the lighthouse and couldn't leave his
post, no, not for anything in the
, world. He was alone there, because
' the light needed tending only eight
hours, and one man was enough to
"He knew the ship on which she
was to sail. It was the 'Grosvenor,'
and she would pass the light at ten
in the night He knew each ship
among the hundreds' that passed to
and fro each year between the At
lantic gateways and New York. And
he was their safety and their trust.
For, if that little light went out, the
ships that were eastward bound
would dash themselves to pieces upon
Rockman's ledge, five miles away,
thinking they were on the high seas
before they had cleared the shoals.
And as the young man stood, help
less, beside his light, gazing out
throueh the thick glass at the foe
i and the wheeling mews, a dreadful
temptation assauea mm.
"If only he let the light go out, the
'Grosvenor' "would run aground on
Rockniah's ledge and, in that tide,
split up before morning. Many would
die, some might be saved, but at least
he would stop Milly's voyage. . Per
haps she would die, or Cray well,
even that would be better than the
future in store for heo
"At nine o'clock he was waiting on
the platform, listening to the shriek-"'
ing birds. When he saw the distant
twinkle of the 'Grosvenor' lights he
meant to put out his own. And she
would go sailing by, and he would
watch her, invisible in the mist, and
see her drift helplessly ever nearer
and nearer to the dreaded Rock
man's ledge. He gloated over the
"And the light appeared, and he
couldn't. For you know, girl, habit
forms character, and he, who had
held his post so long, the one trust of
many a mighty ship, he couldn't fail.
His hand wouldn't move; the light
burned steadily, and the ship swept
past, so near that if it had been..day
he would have seen.eaelr'persbn on
her decks distinctly.
"That's all, girl. For J mustn't
speak of the rest, nor how? she crept
back home to die, with the little girl.
But she saw the young lighthouse
keeper before the end, andheforgave
her; and that's why that's why "
His voice crew incoherent.-and the
fgirl, who had been staring;,' open-
mouthed at him, f eelmg something of
the tragedy, recoiled and gripped the
stair railing in her terror. All the de
sire had gone out ol her. She wanted
a home now, as this lonely man had
wanted one so many years. Before
either could speak a heavy tread
sounded below, and a boat began
splashing at anchor beside the ''light
house landing. Then a young man,
tanned by the sun and weather
beaten, and distinctly anxious, strode
up the stairs.
"Lucy!" he cried. "So you are
here! I heard! I heard "
He caught her in his arms and her
head drooped and nestled against his
"I heard you were going to
N'York," he exclaimed, with a terror
in his voice that contrasted strangely
with his looks. "Lucy, it isn't true?
You wouldn't go there, when I want
you to make a home for both of us?
I know it's quiet here, child, but
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