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A FACE FROM THE DEAD. I [ALL MAMA JCKSEaYIm, J "'Tis a fish." Tia a bit of seaweed." "'Tis a bottle." We were in the mid-Pacific, bound from Sydney to San Francisco, and the object we saw rising and fall- ing on the calm water was exciting the attention of several of the passengers and crew. Fire pounds 'tis a boUle," The speaker was Mr. Maynard, a quiet, gentle- manly man, who shared with his wife the enviable reputation of being the most popular peop'e on board. He had been looking intently at the object through a powerful telescope. "Done," was the immediate response of the cap- tain. A boat was launched, and the mysterious derelict floating in mid ocean was picked up and brought to the vessel. It was indeed a bottle. A message from the ocean, no doubt, was the general opinion, and it was accordingly handed over to the captain the curiosity of all being great to know its eonieuts. Ladies and gentlemen," said Captain Railton in a serious tone at dinner, that bottle contained a ttory of so extraordinary a nature that I propose, with your consent, to read it after dinner. Evervone readily concurred, and at the clo!-e of the meal the captain unfolded a roll of thin paper, and read as follows My name is Arthur Evans, and my sole com- panion is my best and truest friend, Evelyn Mor- timer. We are utterly alone on a rockv islet in the Pacific Oct an. There is no chance of escape. i here is no food of any kind to be had. Thank Heaven, we have f. rnd sufficient wafer in the hollow of a rock to allay our thirst. Yet the agony of mind we haveg<»n<- through in « ur lives makell this moment one of indescribable swiftness and triumph. "Wlul-t 1 have streng'h I write an account of these sufferings, that if bv any chance it fall into the Hands of man it may be known how the love of a food woman has saved u.y life, and now gives me \trengili to face death with her gladly and fearlessly. Last winter, when in London, I was reeling down Wellington-street, Strand. It was about eleven »'clc;k at ivght. I had been drinking with Charles Rai ea. He was a friend. We had been firm friends. We both loved Evelyn Mortimer. She preferred me, atad, seeing this, lie had plotted my ruin, had led nit on to gamble and drink, •P'i had taken care that Evelyn llliould see me whea T was intoxicated. That night 1 met them with Xirs. Mortimer coming from the theatre I longed, even in my dazed and muddled state, to speak to her. I tried to do so, and she seemed anxious to hear Bie, but he s epped before her, and aftof a few words had passed between them. iihi -ii I could not catch, he confronted me, and said, M ss Mortimer refuses to bear you, and despises your m serable and shocking tondition. She bids me tell you never again to iddress her.' "He hissed this into my ear. The message sobered me. I believed it for the moment to be really her message. I turned and fted, whither I knew not, realising with terrible agony my hopeless ruin. "There was nothing but death before me. No other cure no other resource. I p vused on Waterloo- bridge, and gazed down into the eddying current. Zhe)-c it least was rest. A plunge, and it would all be over, and the next Biinute the waters had closed over my head. But as consciousness was passing from me in that moment, 1 heard Evelyn's voice clear and distinct: A rtlitii-, I love you. I want you—I am in danger. The desire for life returned. I wished to live, not for myself, but to answer that call. I am a good swimmer, and now that the desire for life had returned, 1 soon swam ashore, and with intent—took off my coat which contained my card- case, and left it on the bank. I reached an obscure lodging-house, where I slept off the effects of the previous night's debauch. When I awoke I called for tea, and read in an evening paper of my own suicide, and that though search had been made, the body had not yet been found. » # t "Shortly after I learnt that Mrs. and Misa Mortimer were going to Australia, and that Charlea Hayel-after in rain trying to persuade Evelyn to marry bim-had taken passage in the ship. I obtained the post of stoker on t he same vessel. That cry kept ringing in my ears. She was in some danger, and I might protect her. I was sober enough now; and I knew the blackness of this iiend a heart well enough to feel sure that he would stop at nothing to effect his purposes. "I HAVE BR0VGIIT YOU SOME ICED CTARZT."

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