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I was feeling a trifle dull and heavy one afternoon, and after several vain efforts to do good work, decided that a vigorous tra, and the wheels ofSo out I started toward the lake, as usual There had been a storet evidence of it, in the big waves that were tu on the beach, I like the lake in this h and wild

After quite a brisk tra hoain, I wished to come in closer contact with the tu wet by the spray, which the waves were tossing on high,house, set on the shore end of the pier, and then boldly walked out, and took my seat in the nificent; far out--as far as eye could stretch--there were onco, and all in battle array What an overwhelht There was no deliberation, as was usual with aof the water; no steady rising, ever higher and higher, until it crested, curved, and fell with a boo of this to-day; no preparation; everything was ready; the warriors, ar the attack

For a tier of the waves was h they interpreted e Fro, and all upontheir attack upon the shore,to claim it for their own, and incidentally to sweep ht

By and by I found myself oppressed with the desolation of the scene As the day waned, and the chill that foreshadows night fell upon an to feel lonely and unprotected The waves looked so hungry, so cruel; they reached out and up toward me; they encircled with the inevitable, as with a relentless fate I began to be afraid of theo back to shore