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Muriel Halsie

" AVhat an inextricable mass of confusion all around , yet such perfect uniformity here !" Seating herself on a broad slab of rock that lay conveniently near , she gazed out over the waters , sparkling in the noonday

sun . " That is the sea Christie will cross , " so ran her thoughts ; " oh , may it be calm and smooth as noAv , Avhen the shi p that bears her to me sails on its broad bosom ! Imagine a ship on these rocks ! HOAV they Avould batter and rend her wooden sides !

Imagine the CI-CAV tossed on these sharp , jagged rocks ! No , no , I will not think of such horrors—I Avill think only of Christie and Percy . Oh , Christie , my darling , Avhat Avill you say when you receive the neAvs ? I shall have four Aveeks more of joyful horjing than you -will . "

Thus she alloAved her thoughts to ramble on in happy musing ; the monotonous music of the sea aided her dreaming , lulled her to forgetfulness , and then to sleep .

" 1 Avas dreaming of the sea ! " The voice Avas Muriel ' s—a IOAV , sleepy voicebut no one was near to hear it ; and her eyes unclosed as she sprang to her feet . " AVhy , how near the sea seems ! How shall I get back again ? " How indeed ! The only point of egress

was covered by the Avaves . She was shut aAvay from help by sixty feet of unscalable rock . In another quarter of an hour her feet were Avet . Something she must do ; she could not stand there to Avait for death .

Mounting on some of the larger blocks of stone , she . succeeded , after several unsuccessful attempts , in climbing to the top of the leaning arch . It gave her foothold , that was all ; and she felt that it AVOUICI be impossible to stand there any length of time ; besides she was not hopeful

that it Avas beyond the tide mark . Looking around , she discovered a projection above her in the cliff . There , at least , was a chance of safety , but how to reach the ledge ? She turned away in despair ; it Avas impossible . Sick and giddy Avith

horror , she stood Avaiting , Avatching the Avaves dash against the rough pillars of the arch , Avreathing them round Avith shiny seaAveed , and then glide away , only to return Avith reneAVed force . Muriel covered her Avhite face with her hand .

"If only he were here ! " fell from her terror-blanched lips . " It must—it shall he reached ! " she cried , presently , rousing herself hy a violent effort , and fixing her eyes on the ledge above her head . " I cannot die like this , Avithout an effort to saA'e myself !"

The ledge Avas reached ; how , Muriel could never explain . AA ith death staring her in the face , she had acted desperately . *******

"AVhat haA'e you done with your 'dear SAveet ? ' " The questioner Avas Mr . Eric Forbes ; the questioned one his niece , Miss Ceci , who Avas busily engaged in burying - a discarded doll deep in the sands . The little lady took no notice , so the question Avas repeatedin another form .

, " AVhere is Miss Halsie , Ceci 1 " " Gone for a Avalk , Eric . And now please go ; people never talk at buryings . " Much amused , he sauntered away to another part of the sands . Mr . Forbes came hurrying toAvards him , Gustavus and

Agnes clinging to either hand . " Eric , " said Mr . Forbes , draAving his son aside , " nurse tells me that Miss Halsie left her this morning , to explore the' Mermaid ' s Arclnvay , ' a dangerous point round the rock yonder . There is but one way of access to it , and that only at low tide . Nurse Avarned her of the danger , but

" HOAV long has she been gone ? " asked his son , growing Avhite to the'li ps . " It Avas about eleven when she started ; now they can do nothing till the tide is out again . I never Avas so horrified as Avhen they told me . " She may be " but

, the old gentleman broke off suddenly . " And they never thought of her before this ! " cried Eric , passionately . " She may be dead ! " Turning from his father Avith a wild exclamation , he darted off across the sands in the direction of the village .

Does time ever play the traitor , and stand still ? It seemed so to Mr . Forbes , as , after consigning the children to the care of their nurse , he paced up and down , awaiting the return of his son . Half an hour had barely elapsed when he returned ,

accompanied by an old boatman and his two sons , provided Avith ropes . " Have you found a Avay to get to the bay ? " asked Mr . Forbes . " I tell the gent there ' s nought for ' t but to Avait out the tide , " said the boatman .

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Monthly Masonic Summary. Article 1
ODE ON THE INSTALLATION OF H.R.H. THE PRINCE OF WALES, Article 2
OUR ENGLISH FREEMASONRY. Article 3
ORIGIN AND BEAUTY OF MASONIC SYMBOLISM. Article 4
RESPONSE OF THE PILGRIM. Article 10
MURIEL HALSIE Article 11
DR. DASSIGNY'S ENQUIRY. Article 16
THE PROGBESSING MASON Article 21
MASONIC REQUIEM. Article 21
NOTES ON THE CHIVALRIC ORDERS OF THE TEMPLE AND OF MALTA, IN CANADA. Article 21
ASSYRIAN DISCOVERIES. Article 24
THE INSTALLATION OF THE PRINCE OF WALES. Article 26
RELIEF. Article 27
"ERADICATION OF ERROR." Article 30
UNCERTAINTY. Article 32
Review. Article 33
THE DYING CHILD. Article 35
MASONRY v. ANTI-MASONRY. Article 36
THE PALACE OF THE QUEEN OF SHEBA. Article 37
A CHINESE SOLOMON. Article 38
CROWN THE SACRED HILL. Article 39
A VERY LAMENTABLE LAMENTATION. Article 39
A FEW EXTRACTS FROM A RELATIVE NATURAL HISTORY. Article 40
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Muriel Halsie

" AVhat an inextricable mass of confusion all around , yet such perfect uniformity here !" Seating herself on a broad slab of rock that lay conveniently near , she gazed out over the waters , sparkling in the noonday

sun . " That is the sea Christie will cross , " so ran her thoughts ; " oh , may it be calm and smooth as noAv , Avhen the shi p that bears her to me sails on its broad bosom ! Imagine a ship on these rocks ! HOAV they Avould batter and rend her wooden sides !

Imagine the CI-CAV tossed on these sharp , jagged rocks ! No , no , I will not think of such horrors—I Avill think only of Christie and Percy . Oh , Christie , my darling , Avhat Avill you say when you receive the neAvs ? I shall have four Aveeks more of joyful horjing than you -will . "

Thus she alloAved her thoughts to ramble on in happy musing ; the monotonous music of the sea aided her dreaming , lulled her to forgetfulness , and then to sleep .

" 1 Avas dreaming of the sea ! " The voice Avas Muriel ' s—a IOAV , sleepy voicebut no one was near to hear it ; and her eyes unclosed as she sprang to her feet . " AVhy , how near the sea seems ! How shall I get back again ? " How indeed ! The only point of egress

was covered by the Avaves . She was shut aAvay from help by sixty feet of unscalable rock . In another quarter of an hour her feet were Avet . Something she must do ; she could not stand there to Avait for death .

Mounting on some of the larger blocks of stone , she . succeeded , after several unsuccessful attempts , in climbing to the top of the leaning arch . It gave her foothold , that was all ; and she felt that it AVOUICI be impossible to stand there any length of time ; besides she was not hopeful

that it Avas beyond the tide mark . Looking around , she discovered a projection above her in the cliff . There , at least , was a chance of safety , but how to reach the ledge ? She turned away in despair ; it Avas impossible . Sick and giddy Avith

horror , she stood Avaiting , Avatching the Avaves dash against the rough pillars of the arch , Avreathing them round Avith shiny seaAveed , and then glide away , only to return Avith reneAVed force . Muriel covered her Avhite face with her hand .

"If only he were here ! " fell from her terror-blanched lips . " It must—it shall he reached ! " she cried , presently , rousing herself hy a violent effort , and fixing her eyes on the ledge above her head . " I cannot die like this , Avithout an effort to saA'e myself !"

The ledge Avas reached ; how , Muriel could never explain . AA ith death staring her in the face , she had acted desperately . *******

"AVhat haA'e you done with your 'dear SAveet ? ' " The questioner Avas Mr . Eric Forbes ; the questioned one his niece , Miss Ceci , who Avas busily engaged in burying - a discarded doll deep in the sands . The little lady took no notice , so the question Avas repeatedin another form .

, " AVhere is Miss Halsie , Ceci 1 " " Gone for a Avalk , Eric . And now please go ; people never talk at buryings . " Much amused , he sauntered away to another part of the sands . Mr . Forbes came hurrying toAvards him , Gustavus and

Agnes clinging to either hand . " Eric , " said Mr . Forbes , draAving his son aside , " nurse tells me that Miss Halsie left her this morning , to explore the' Mermaid ' s Arclnvay , ' a dangerous point round the rock yonder . There is but one way of access to it , and that only at low tide . Nurse Avarned her of the danger , but

" HOAV long has she been gone ? " asked his son , growing Avhite to the'li ps . " It Avas about eleven when she started ; now they can do nothing till the tide is out again . I never Avas so horrified as Avhen they told me . " She may be " but

, the old gentleman broke off suddenly . " And they never thought of her before this ! " cried Eric , passionately . " She may be dead ! " Turning from his father Avith a wild exclamation , he darted off across the sands in the direction of the village .

Does time ever play the traitor , and stand still ? It seemed so to Mr . Forbes , as , after consigning the children to the care of their nurse , he paced up and down , awaiting the return of his son . Half an hour had barely elapsed when he returned ,

accompanied by an old boatman and his two sons , provided Avith ropes . " Have you found a Avay to get to the bay ? " asked Mr . Forbes . " I tell the gent there ' s nought for ' t but to Avait out the tide , " said the boatman .

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