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SMITING THE ROCK.
The stern old judge, In relentless mood,
Glanced at the two who before him stood:
She was bowed and haggard and old,
He was young and defiant and bold,—
Mother and son ; and to gaze on the pair,
Their different attitudes, look and air,
One would hellere, ere the truth were known;
.Themother convicted and not the son.
There was the mother ; the boy stood nigh
With a shameless look, and his head held
high.
Age had come over her, And sorrow and care,
These mattered bnt little so he was there,
A prop to her years, and a light to her eyes,
And prized as only a mother can prize j
But what tor him oould a mother say,
Waiting his doom on a sentence day ?
Her husband bad died In big shame and gin ;
And gbe a widow, ber living to win.
Had tolled and struggled from morn till
nigbt,
Making with wont a. wearisome fight,
Bent over her work with resolute
TUI she felt her <hti frame totter
zeal
and reel,
Her weak limbs tremble, her eyes grow dim
Bat she had her boy, and sbe toiled for him.
And be—be stood in the criminal dock,
W 1th a hoart as hard as afllntyrock,
An impudent glnnoe And a reekless air,
Braving the scorn ot the gazers there ;
Dipped in crime and lncompossed round
With proof of his guilt by captors tound,
Beady to stand, as he phrased it "yame,"
Holding not crime, bnt penitence, shame.
Fonred In a flood o'er the mother's cheek
The moistening prayers when the tongue
was wcik •
And she saw through the midst of these bit
ter tears.
Only the child In his Innocent years ;
She remembered him pure as a child might
be,
The guilt of the present she could not see;
And for mercy her wistful look mode prayer
To the stern old judge in his cushioned
chair.
"Woman," the old jndge crabbedly said—
"Your boy Is the neighborhood's plague and
• dread ;
Of a gang of reprobates chosen chief ;
An idler and rioter, ruffian and thief.
The jury dldrlght, tor the facts were plain;
Denial is useless .excuses are vain.
The sentence the court Imposes is one—
"Yourhonor,"she cried, "he's my only son."
The tipstaves grinned at the words she spoke,
And a ripple of fhn through the court room
broke ;
But over the face ot the culprit came
Au angry look and a shadow of shame.
"Don't laugh at my mother !" loud cries he:
"You've got me last, and can deal with me;
But she's too good for your toward jeers.
And I'll—then his utterance choked with
tears.
The judge for a moment bent his head,
And looked at him keenly, then be said :
"We suspend tba sentence.—the boy can go,"
And tqe words wars tremulous, toroed and
low,
"But say !" and he raised his finger then
"Don't leLthem bring you hither again.
There is somethlng good in you yet I know ;
I 'll give you a chance—make the most of It—
Go !"
The twain went lorth, and the old Judge
said :
"I meant to have given him a year instead
And perhaps 'tis a difficult thing to tell
If clemency here be 111 or well.
But a rock was struck in that callous heart,
From which a fountain of good may start ;
For one bn the qc e»n of crime 'long tossed,
Who Ipyea JUs pother, t*not <luite lost."
—Selected.
TBE ACCOUNT SQUARED.
It was a warm spring morning just
before sunrise. The rojsL whit» »»d
'dense as sea fog, still hung Over tho
elopes of Greenwood, over the houses
of Gowanus, and the shanties and
piggeries of Bummerhook. On the
waters of the bay, too, it rested like
a thick fleecy coverlet, through which
the masts of yachts and coasters,
chored in Gowanus cove, poked them
selves like telegraph poles from
western snowdrift.
As Mr. Frederick Lawrence, push
ing back the companion hatoh of his
little sloop, Flo, rested his arms on
the coaming and Jpoked sleepily about
him be could see nothing beyond tbe
bowsprit end—could hear jwi&ipg but
the faint tinkle of a horse car bell
from shore and the distant, intermit
tent whistling of a tog, somawbere <
groping its way along, ne
once or twice and rubbed his eyes;
and then, stepping out into the cock
pit, straightened his back and stretch
ed himself, as a man will do after a
night in the cabin of a small boat.
Then he lowered his anchor light
drew a pail of water, and went below
again to make his toilet, whistling
softly the while. Meanwhile the sun
climbed up from behind the hills, and
the mist turned to a beautiful rose
color; and presently it began to light
en in places ; and then to move and
rise in wreaths ; and then it melted
rapidly away, and Mr. Lawrence,
coming on deck in the pride born of
shore clothes, and a clean face and
well-brushed hair, gazed with apprec
iative eyes upon the scene about him,
and his heart was glad. And
wonder.
Lawrence had an inborn love for
the water. He was a hard-working
an*
a
no
young lawyer, with but little spare
were
time at his disposal ; but there
few summer evenings when he might
not have been seen at the tiller of the
Flo, or busy about her at some of
those many odd jobs dear to the man
who loves his boat. Which will ex
plain why, on this particular morning
he happened to be afloat.
He had hauled up the little yawl
boat which floated astern, and was
about to step aboard, when he heard
the faint splash of oars near by and a
young voice wishing him good morn
ing, and turned around to see a very
pretty girl in a light working-boat
passing close alongside.
"Ah ! good morning, Polly," he an
swered, pleasantly; "out for a pull ?"
Good water, isn't it ?"
Then he watched her for a mom
ent as she guided her boat deftly
through the crowd of yachts, and then
he sculled ashore and walked home to
breakfast, giving no further thought
to Miss Polly Dowd.
Meanwhile the young woman was
sending her boat along with as clean
and strong strokes as one would wish
to see. For if she would row her three
miles before breakfast and be at the
factory on time there must be no lag
ging. But all the while she was
thinking busily, and chiefly, be it said,
of this same young fellow, who would
probably have felt a little annoyed
had he known it.
For Polly was not exactly the per
son whom he would have chosen for a
sweetheart, even had he not been al
ready provided with a satifactory one.
She was extremely pretty it is true—
albeit with rather large hands and
feet; and she earned her six dollars a
week regularly at
co factory in the city; and her father
was said to have $10,000 in bank and
owned one of Bumrnerhook's most im
posing shanties, paying his $5 a month
ground rent like a man—no common
squatter, he. But alas! to poor Polly
a theatre was a "teayter," and to her
16-year-old mind the "Summer night
picnics" of the "Violet Social" and
the "Gctwanus Coterie" represented
the highest forms of social enjoy
ment.
All the same, Polly has grown to
think a great deal of this good-look
ing, pleasant-spoken young .yachts
man, who gave himself no airs, but
was so courteous and agreeable to all
whom he met. In Bummerhook men
of his class were known as swells, and
great tobac
Bummerhook did not approve of
swells as a rule, but it had seen him
almost daily.for some time; had first
tolerated, and later, in the persons of
its watermen and dogs, had cordially
approved of him.
Moreover, Polly had her own es
pecial grounds for liking him. Had
he not once, at the peril of his fingers
saved her "yaller dawg"—a poor
thing, but her own—from the fangs of
a notorious fighter ? Had he not, upon
occasion, paid her brother's fine, when
that gentlemen was offered the tempt
ing choice of "$10 or ten days" at the
local police court ?" Crowning feat of
goodness ! Had he not, the week be
fore, when her boat was swamped by
a steamer swell, luffed and come about
to pick her up, thereby giving a race
to Flo's hated rival, when he would
otherwise have beaten? Indeed, he
had done all these things and more;
and, as she thought over them, her
heart swelled with gratitude. As she
herself would have said, she wanted
to get square with hi 1 ».
And so Miss Polly, returning from
her row, want to work, still uncertain
as to how she could best reward this
evidently eccentric young man, Now
it happened that this was Saturday,
and in the afternoon, Lawrence,
with a friend from Philadelphia, came
rather earlier than usual. So that
when Polly returned from work and
cast her customary glance first at the
float stays and theD out over the basin
she saw that the yawl was missing and
the sloop not at ber moorings, and
rightly concluded that Lawrence had
gone away for the night. Sie stood
by the window for a while, watching
the boats and listening to the clamor
of the small boys who swarmed about
the boat-houses and the great timber
rafts , and then she woijderd if th ere
was a breeze down below and if the
Flo's crew were having a good time.
She wished that some time or other
Mr. Lawrence would ask ber to sail
with him. He did take young ladies
out sometimes. She bad seen them
—tall, stylish girls, but not half so
pretty as she. She had never been
on board the sloop, and thought it
must be a real nice boat. She would
like to know, too, what the erew did
with themselves when at anchor.
On last Fourth of July young Dowd
and Jimmy Sullivan and his crowd,
with two kegs of beer, had gone off
for the day in a " jib and mainsail,"
and Jimmy had come home with a
lump on his head as big as an egg,
and her brother's eye had been black
for a week, but she had never seen
beer kegs taken on board the Flo, nor
notioed a black eye on Mr. Lawrence.
And then old Dowd came in and de
manded his supper, and Miss Polly
fetched his beer from a saloon near by,
and turned her thoughts to corn beef
and cabbage.
But the evening was very warm.
So, bareheaded, after the custom of
the country, she went out when
her work indoors was done, to
seek some cooler spot. She took her
way over the long dilapidated cause
way of the old ship's planks, which led
to the landing stage, and lingered for
a while to chat with an acquaintance ;
passed then through a group of half
grown men and boys who with horri
ble, but good-humored profanity, were
discussing the merits of two rival
" boat-pullers" of local fame ; and, fi
nally reached a retired spot behind
her brother's boathouse, and sat down.
By-and-by she grew drowsy and
drew np her feet under her gown and
fell asleep. When she awoke it had
grown very dark and some one was
speaking in low tones close by her
ear,
I tell yer I seen him," the voice
He'd a bull -fistfull o' bills,
tvid a lubber band rohnd 'em. De
udder feller, says he : ' Lawrence ye'd
better not bring all dat along.'
'Aw,'says he,'watelse should I do
wit it.' An'den he sticks it in bis
pocket, an' dey takes der boat an goes
said.
off.
Polly recognized in the speaker a
ruffianly young idler about the boat
house, and became sleepily interested.
But with the next words she grew
wide awake, and put her ear to a
knot-hole in the side.of the house and
listened intently ; for she knew the
answering voice as that of an eminent
river junk man, thief, and what not ?
who had just moved from forced re
tirement in Sing Sing prison. That
he should feel an interest in Mr. Law
rence and his money was a matter to
be looked into. And so, crouching
there in the dark, not daring to move
and hardly daring to breath, for fear
of discovery, Polly's ears drank in the
detail of as neat a plan for robbery as
ever favorite writer in " The Working
Girl's Companion" could have in
vented.
Briefly, these worthies proposed to
row down that night to the little cove
where the Flo usuallv anchored, to
wait until Lawrence and his friend
slept, and then board the yacht, pos
sess themselves of their money and
other valuables and escape to shore.
In case the young men should show
fight, why
chances," the veteran said, cheer
fully, " we'll t'ump 'em 'longside de
head."
But he also assured his less ex
perienced confederate that there was
little likelihood of their having' to re
sort to such extreme measures.
let dem take deir
" W'en a feller wakes up," he re
marked, "a knife at his t'roat, he don't
make no fuss. He jus' says: 'Take
w'at ye's want, an' git out—an' don't
yer forget it."
With which choice bit of wisdom
the talk ended and the pair lteft the
house.
Polly waited until the sound of their
footsteps died away. Then she started
to her feet, trembling,
must be warned ! Her brother was
away. Her father would probably
bid her mind her own business—
perhaps even keep her indoors. The
police ? That would take too much
time.
Lawrence
As she stood there, hesitatingly, the
bell of distant St. Mary's rang down
U, »nd a thought struck her,' Eleven
o'clock, and the last of
She sat down quickly, j
stockings and shoes. She, too, knew
the oove where the Flo would likely
be tound. It was a good eight miles
away ; but, with tbe ebb tide in her
favor, and smooth water and a light
boat, what were eight miles' to a girl
of her training ? She would, herself,
be tbe m
tide.
'op her
r. Running, around
to the front of the house, sbe shook
the solitary boy who still dozed upon
I'm goin' for a
the open boat,
pull," she said shortly ; " get out the
Dart for me, Paddyand by the time
the sleepy youngster had put her
favorite boat into the water she bad
changed her dress and stood beside
him agai».
And a very pretty picture she made
now by tbe light of tbe big reflecting
lantern, in her short skirt and sailor's
shirt of dark flannel, with sleeves
rolled up high on her round arms, and
woolen cap pulled over her red-gold
hair and her cheeks flushed with ex
citement.
Then she picked her way" quietly
through ihe fleet at the anchorage,
avoiding the lights which shown out
here and there from open companion
doors, for she had no wish to be ques
tioned just then, and there was no
boat-keeper but would have wondered
to see old Dowd's pretty daughter
" bound out!' at that time of night.
It was very quiet and-, jr^y dark.
Not that she needed daylight to show
her the course—she knew every inch of
that. But the bright star in thç light
house on Robips reef, aud the (flusters
and lines of yellpw points stretching
along the
the bay, made the interyening miles
of black water look very black indeed
—aud she was a woman and alone.
But then the next moment she
heard far astern the faint thump,
thump of oars lu thé rowlocks. It
was a common enough sound, even
at that hour, but just then to Polly it
spoke volumes, and she started off
again at a racing stroke.
She was as strong as a young horse,
this girl ; her muscles aud lungs de
veloped by- yeais of swimming and
boating, and she had been trained to
sculls by one of the crack oarsmen of
the day, and now sbe pulled her best
cooly aud evenly, throwing every
ounce of her weight into each stroke,
breathing with the regularity of a
machine, and only now and then
glancing over her shoulder into the
darkness ahead, or astern, perhaps, at
Island! hills, beyond
some light on shore by which she
steered.
From far astern still sounded that
regular thump, thump, but she heeded
it little. No two men in a heavy
boat could overcome the lead she now
had, and when she resumed her way,
it was in a more leisurely fashion.
The breeze was growing fresher now,
and had a fair sweep in from the sea,
and little by little the surface of the
water roughened, and by and by white
caps showed themselves, and soon one
broke against the boat's side and
sprinkled Polly with spray, but she
only feathered her sculls a little
higher and kept on with her swinging
stroke.
But then, presently, another and
another, and still another wave, with
a sharp swish, leaped the gunwale,
and Polly began to feel the water ris
ing about her feet and to wish she
were in some other craft than this
crank, low-sided working-boat But
bales she had none, and there was
naught to do now but keep straight
on and trust to luck.
On she swung with clenched teeth
and feet firmly braced against the
stretcher, while the salt spray soaked
her clothing and hair, and inch by
inch the water rose in the boat. On
and on, till at last a bright spark
gleamed out ahead, and beyond it
Polly's eyes caught the outline of the
island beach. She drew a long breath
of relief. A few strokes more and she
would be under the lee of the land
and in smooth water.
But the strokes were never taken.
A wave rolled up and broke over the
side ; the half-swamped boat gave a
lurch and filled, and then quietly set
tled down, and Polly was in the water,
swimming toward the yacht's light.
Not a cry escaped her—she had the
confidence of a water-dog. Still she
was tired and fully dressed, and when,
after alternately swimming and float
ing, she finally found herself under
the counter of the Flo, she was well
nigh exhausted.
Then she called, just once :
Lawrence, are ye there ?"
Lawrence, dozing over his pipe in
the cockpit, heard and jumped to his
feet.
Mr.
" Halloa !" he cried, sharply.
Who's there ?"
Get me
aboard quick as you can. I'm played
out."
It's me, Polly Dowd.
" Why, what on earth—?" he ejacu
lated ; but quickly bent over the side
and, grasping the girl, dragging her
on board, where she sank down limply
on the cockpit floor.
Diving down tbe companion-way,
Lawrence presently brought a bottle
" Here ; drink this," he said ; " it
will warm you, And now, tell me,
what brought you down here ? How
did you fall overboard ?"
" I pulled down—an' me boat,
swamped," she gasped through her
chattering teeth.
" Big Mike and Billy Doolan,
dey're—cornin' to rob ye—I wanted
to tell ye—Where's yer friend ?"
Lawrence whistled.
" To rob us !" he exclaimed ; " aud
you pulled down. By Jove ! Polly,
you're a plucky girl. "
"Yer friend," she said again ; " call
him. Hurry up Dey're close after
me."
" He's gone ashore in the yawl. I
expect him back every moment. But,
here, child, you mustnt' sit there in
these wet clothes. Come below ;" and
then, lighting the cabin lamp, " you
will find some things of my sister's in
that after-locker," he explained, and
left her and went upon deck, forward,
to watch for the missing boat. Several
minutes passed without sign of its ap
proach, and he began to feel uncom
fortable. It was now between 1 and
2 o'clock, and his friend had promised
to return by midnight. He didn't
relish the prospect of having to meet
single handed two such visitors as
Mike and Doolan ; and then—what
was to be done with Polly ? With
her help he might even now make sail
and land her at home before daylight
—but he couldn't well leave his
friend (a poor boatman, at best, and
ignorant of the waters), perhaps,
knocking about in a tiny yawl in the
darkness, seeking the yacht.
Sitting on the cabin trunk, strain
ing his eyes landward and chewing
nervously at the stem of his pipe, he
startled as he felt his arm touched. It
was Polly.
" Dey're cornin'," she said, gravely.
I heard de oars jus' now."
Lawrence listened intently and pre
sently also heard the sound, faint, but
unmistakable. He took the girl by
tbe arm and led her aft.
" Now, Polly," he said I want you
to go below and stay there. You
must keep out ot sight in any case,"
and he-iffused the Companion doors be
hind her. Then placing the stout
tiller of the yacht beside him he
waited.
Soon'he heard the oars again, but
more distinctly, and, presently,
through the darkness to leeward ap
peared the form of a boat.
Could it be the yawl ?
No ; too large, and there were too
men in it.
He grasped the tiller and jumped
"P.
Boat ahoy there 1" '
Like a flash the thought struck him,
they had discovered his friend's
absence, and by Jove ! they were com
ing straight aboard.
Once more he shouted : " What do
you want ? Keep off there l" but the
boat was alongside, and in an instant
a man jumped from her to the Flo's
deck—to fall, stunned under a blow
from tue heavy tiller.
Before Lawrence could raise it for
another blow, however, the second
ruffan had closed with him, and they
rolled together upon the cabin trunk,
and thence into the cockpit.
Now, Lawrence was a plucky young
fellow, and a strong one as gentlemen
run, and the fight was fierce while if
lasted, but at last he lay, overpow
ered and exhausted, upon his back,
and felt Big Mike's hand close upon
his throat, and thought that his time
had come and uttered a stifled cry.
Then suddenly a light shone in his
eyes, and above them both stood Polly
with the tiller poised in her strong
hands.
•A sounding blow fell on Big Mike's
head; then, releasing Lawrence, the
brute staggered to his feet, fumbling
at his belt, and with a growl turned
upon the girl and drove his sheath
knife into her breast. She gave one
sharp cry and clutched at him, but be
struck her down with his fist, jumped
into his boat ; and when Lawrence,
slowly rising to his knees, again look
ed about him, boat and men were
gone.
" Polly," he asked, anxiously, " are
you much hurt ?''
But the girl did not answer. She
lay quite still, as she had fallen, with
.the light from the cabin on her white
face and damp, disordered hair.
He thought she had been stunned
by a blow, and fetched water and
raised her on his arm—and then:
" Good God !" he cried, what's this ?"
For his hands were wet with blood
and the deck where she lay was stain
ed dark with it, and a tiny stream
was already trickling aqjoss the white
planks toward a scupper hole.
She opened her eyes slowly and
looked up at him.
•• Mike cut me," she whispered.
" I'in hurted bad, I guess," and
moaned faintly.
For a moment he felt horror-stricken
and helpless.
" Oh, my poor girl, my poor girl,"
he only said.
Then he laid her gently down and
hastily tore up some linen and tried
to stop the bleeding, but the wound
proved too severe for his skill, add,
at last, biddmg her lie quiet, he rad'
forward.
It was the work of only a few min
utes to make sail on the little Flo, and
this done he shipped the cable aud
headed her for the nearest village, a
mile or so distant. The channel was
narrow and difficult, even in daylight,
the water shallow and the tide falling
fast ; but he felt it was the only chance
for Polly's life, and as he stood at the
tiller, peering anxiously into the gloom
ahead, with nerves strained to detect
the slightest touch of the centre-board
on ground, he prayed very, very hard
that they might reach the shore in
time.
Now and then he glanced down at
tho girl, but she lay as if uncon
scious, and the dark stains on deck
were spreading slowly, moment by
moment, as the boat heeled to the
breeze.
a
to
in
" She is bleeding to death,!' he
thought with a shudder ; and just then
she spoke, but so low that he hardly
caught the sound.
*' What is it, Polly ?" he asked and
bent down over her to listen.
" Mr. Lawrence, I guess I'm going
to die ; I—" and then, with a soft,
grating noise, the center-board rose,
and the yacht ran upon a shoal.
All that man could do Lawrence
did in the next few moments to work
off, but without avail. They were
hard and fast and the tide was leaving
them quickly, and at length in de
spair, he lowered all sail and returned
to Polly's side.
" We are hard aground," he said
huskily ; " be patient, child—we can
only wait now till some one comes."
" Lift me up," she said, and as he
took his place beside her and raised
and supported her in his arms, she
laid her head upon his shoulder like a
tired child.
" You musn't feel bad," she said.
" You couldn't help it," for tbe tears
were running down bis face.
is
a
"
answered brokenly, " Oh, If you had
only staid at home ; they might have
stolen all I had, and welcome."
I shall never forgive myself," he
" It wasn't de money," she went on,
slowly ; " it was you. I t'ought dey'd
hurt ye," aud Lawrence, glancing
down at her pretty, pale face, saw a
look on,it which was a revelation »
him and was silent.
" Yes," wearily, after a long pause,
"you was always good to me, and
I sort o' wanted to get even."
Again silence, and again she spoke,
but now so faintly that he could barely
hear her.
" Ye won't mind me tellin' ye now ;
I—I t'ought a heap o' yon. Ye'll
kiss me, juB* once? an'—don't—let—
go o' me."
He kissed her and held her close.
A long half hour, then, of dreadful
waiting while the night waned and the
tide ran seaward, and the girl's life eb
bed—and then Lawrence laid her ten
derly down and covered the poor,
white face, and knelt and prayed.
Polly had squared the account in
deed.—William Cooke, in Philadel
phia Press.
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