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4 CAST AVAY. “Good heavens! What can be the matter with my aunt ?” exclaimed Minnie, in considerable alarm. “Cork me!” cried Squint, “but there’s something surprising about it. “ She must be in some kind of danger, and yet there ain’t any danger to be seen. There’s. neither wild monkeys nor cannibals on this island, and under sich sarcumstances it’s most astonishin’ what can be the matter with her !” ‘ Something has occurred to frighten her, at any rate,” said he parson, sneezing. _‘‘ We will make all haste to reach the -hore.” Ie seized a paddle to assist the men atthe oars, and Weldon loosened the boat from the raft, remarking that they could tow it ashore after they had discovered the cause of Miss Trundle’s alarm... ‘The light keel soon grated upon the beach, and Trust had no sooner sprung to the land, than the spinster threw herself plump into his arms, crying, ‘Save me! Save me !” Squint and Bolt-exchanged glances and whistled. “What has happened ?” cried Weldon. “ Verily, what las happened ?” inquired the parson, some what nervously, as he meckly strove to disengage himagss from the clinging grasp of Miss Trundle’s arms. “ Oh, dear! oh, dear!” gasped the latter. “T shall fhint, J shall die. How could you leave me alone upon this barbarous island !” “ Why, aunt, what 2s the matter? What has alarmed you ?” cried Minnie, turning pale. The spinster burst into a flood of tears, “Oh, you ungrateful girl! You are the cause of it all; the cause of my being left alone so long,” she sobbed. “I don’t think I can ever forgive you for it—no, never! There! there!” she gasped, clutching the minister’s arm with one hand, while he pointed with the other to a clump of shrubbery near the right bank of the lake. .“ There! there /” “ Why, cork. me; if I can make out any thing!” sxclatvaed Squint. “What is it? What do you see?’ demanded the others. “It isn’t there now,” replied Miss Trundle, shuddering, “ but it was there—yes, I know it was there ten minutes ago . “What?” “A man /” ghrieked Minnie’s aunt. “A real live vaca.” ‘ . ; a COMICOOOKS.COM j 4