Outing . finished the sentence the wild wind charitably waftedaway the rest of the doughty helms-mans words across the ice, where therewere no gentle ears to hear. The look-out wheeled around in despair, now thor-oughly frightened, and cried, Heaveher to ! Heave her to, for Gods sake ! But on we went. Snap ! snap! wentthe set-lines again, and with the impre-cations of the outraged fisherman faintlyborne to our ears upon the wings of thewind, we dashed straight for the thin black ice yawned before girls screamed in fright and clungto the swaying boat, breathless. Thenshe struck
Outing . finished the sentence the wild wind charitably waftedaway the rest of the doughty helms-mans words across the ice, where therewere no gentle ears to hear. The look-out wheeled around in despair, now thor-oughly frightened, and cried, Heaveher to ! Heave her to, for Gods sake ! But on we went. Snap ! snap! wentthe set-lines again, and with the impre-cations of the outraged fisherman faintlyborne to our ears upon the wings of thewind, we dashed straight for the thin black ice yawned before girls screamed in fright and clungto the swaying boat, breathless. Thenshe struck. The thin ice bent beneaththe blow as if to ingulf us, and the icywater jetted from a score of cracks. Butbefore we could sink, the stanch littleMist Maiden had mounted the solidice on the other side ; then she dashednobly down the straight course, andreached the dam fully thirty seconds be-fore the Frost Giant, and in just elevenminutes and thirty-two seconds from thetime she left the eight-mile THiE PfkSSmG ©F ZaXTIA< By m4-w&w4 H. WMsox. IT is an old, old tale, and it has beentold many and many a time over afitful camp-fire when the cold windscame down from the mountains andbit at the uncovered flesh like a starvingcoyote. The children have shivered un-der the Navajo blankets as their dark-skinned and shrivelled-f aced grand-damtold the story to the neighbors on aSunday night, een though the pinonbranches cracked merrily, the cheerfulflame lighting up the little room, whilethe kettle sang gayly in the cornerfireplace. Yea, even the elder peoplegathered closer while the ancient damedroned on ; and after, when they needsmust go, they cast many a fearsomeglance over their shoulders and wereright glad when they were again safelyin their own homes. And the reason is(as everyone knows) that grewsomethings are seen, and sounds which mor-tal ear may not abide are heard, bythe luckless wight who goes too nearthe mountain-foot when the moon castsshadows across the quagmi
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