The International Monthly, Volume 3, No. 3, June, 1851Various
History
The International Monthly, Volume 3, No. 3, June, 1851
Various
Art, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals; Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals; Science -- History -- Periodicals
first see her in consequence of the dark mourning dress she had on.
Presently I caught sight of her, still upborne by her spread clothes,
but already carried by the swift current beyond my reach. The only
chance was to crawl along a piece of round timber which projected
farther into the river and by the end of which she must pass. This I
effected with some difficulty; and laying myself out at full length,
vainly endeavored with outstretched, straining arms, to grasp her
dress. There was nothing left for it but to plunge in after her. I
will confess that I hesitated to do so. I was encumbered with a heavy
dress, which there was no time to put off, and moreover, like most
inland men, I was but an indifferent swimmer. My indecision quickly
vanished. The wretched girl, though gradually sinking, had not yet
uttered a cry or appeared to struggle; but when the chilling waters
reached her lips, she seemed to suddenly revive to a consciousness of
the horror of her fate; she fought wildly with the engulfing tide, and
shrieked for help. Before one could count ten, I grasped her by the
arm, and lifted her head above the surface of the river. As I did so,
I felt as if suddenly encased and weighed down by leaden garments, so
quickly had my thick clothing and high boots sucked in the water.
Vainly, thus burdened and impeded, did I endeavor to regain the raft;
the strong tide bore us outwards, and I glared round, in inexpressible
dismay, for some means of extrication from the frightful peril in
which I found myself involved. Happily, right in the direction the
tide was drifting us, a large barge lay moored by a chain-cable. I
seized and twined one arm firmly round it, and thus partially secure,
hallooed with renewed power for assistance. It soon came; a passer had
witnessed the flight of the girl, and my pursuit, and was already
hastening with others to our assistance. A wherry was unmoored; guided
by my voice, they soon reached us; and but a brief interval elapsed
before we were safely housed in an adjoining tavern.
A change of dress, with which the landlord kindly supplied me, a
blazing fire, and a couple of glasses of hot brandy and water, soon
restored warmth and vigor to my chilled and partially benumbed limbs;
but more than two hours elapsed before Mary, who had swallowed a good
deal of water, was in a condition to be removed. I had just sent for a
cab, when two police officers, well known to me, entered the room with
official briskness. Mary screamed, staggered towards me, and clinging
to my arm, besought me with frantic earnestness to save her.
"What _is_ the meaning of this?" I exclaimed, addressing one of the
police officers.
"Merely," said he, "that the young woman that's clinging so tight to
you has been committing an audacious robbery"----
"No--no--no!" broke in the terrified girl.
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