Lincoln High School - Cardinal Yearbook (Portland, OR)

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THE CARDINAL Page twelve waters and swim ashore to life and health. He now began t0 W3tCh for some quieter current among the seething torrents. 1' . Elizabeth sat silently, her hands clasped tightly toget 16.13 gazing intently at the swiftly moving waters. How beautiful it was , how 11ke a dream! Surely this couldnlt be death. Why, she was too happy, too young, too beautiful to die! Oh, no! no! she c-ouldn t belleye that she should be swept to such a horrible death as this. Her mlnd llashed rapidly from one thought to another. She wondered what death was. It must be a long sleep ; she would surely awake sometime to the dear old life again. A scene from her ChlldhOOd recurred to her. She was standing on the river bank, among a crowd of curlous spectators: The body of a drowned girl had just been recovered. Her face was blue, the wide open eyes were staring in a ghastly manner, the mouth was open, and her dark hair streamed dankly about her face, wh1ch bore ineffaceab-le traces of the terrible struggle which she had undergone beneath the suffocating waters. Elizabeth wondered if she would look like that. What would Frederick think, to lose the bride whom he was to have claimed 50 soon? Every moment brought them nearer to the brink of the falls. They were already soaked by the flying spray; nothing could be heard above the heavy, ominous roar of thefalling waters; they were swept as in a dream through the swiftly moving current. Powerless ! Powerless ! It echoed in the roar of the waters; it beat in their hearts; it was spelled from their terror-stricken eyes. They looked longingly toward the Opposite cliffs, but already their forms were blurred in the thick spray which rose so high. Charles was about to seize Elizabeth in his arms, preparatory to their last wild leap for life, when- By a swift turn in the current, the little craft was suddenly swept behind the huge cement breakwater which guarded one side of the falls. With one great effort, Charles reached far out from the boat, caught the projecting ledge 0f the dam, succeeding in a few seconds in draw- ing the little craft out of the heaviest currents. A few seconds more and Elizabeth had taken the sails down. By this time, Frederick and the two. men had reached them. As Elizabeth was helped into their boat, she dropped into Frederickls arms and s-obbed llke a child, hysterically crying: llO'h! I felt, I knew that I couldnit die like that. I never gave up hope until those last terrible seconds when death seemed certain, and they were bitter, bitter mo- mentsf, . Soon she became quieter; she and Charles rode silently homeward, still too shaken from those last horrible moments to feel as yet much grat1tude, .but only a quiet feeling of warm comfort, when they again felt the 5011 of dear old Mother Earth beneath their feet. , THENIE DRAPER.

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