The Arkansaw traveler., 1885-02-07
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 5.a1; ss.:s ~ yc.ss hosom wikh ny hands" !" The verY idea snemed O have put the man in frenzy, Tor his face vas all dis torted' and his hands opened and shut convuls;vely. l thought that he was about to spring at my throat.
 sStand of, said, putting my hand on my piseol. @H If yOu lay a finger on me, l shall kill you."
 He put his hand into his pocket and for . moment ! thought that he was about to produce . weapon too, but in- stead of that he whipped out cigarette and lit ie, breathing the smoke rapidly into his lungs. No doubt he had found by experience that this was the most ef- fectud way of cmbing his passions.
 "I told you," he said in a quieter voice, 6 that my name is OargsnefF-Alexis Oarganef. l am Finn by birth, but have spent my life in every part of the world. was one who could never be still, nor settle down to quiet existence. Alter l came to own my ship there is hardly a port from Archangel to Aus tralia which l have not entered. was rough and wild and free, but there was one at home, sir, who was prim and white-handed and sof-tonsued, skillful in little fancies and conceits which women love. This youth by his wiles and tricks stole from me the love of the girl whom had ever marked as my own, and who up to that time had seemed in some sort inclined to return my passion. l had been on q voyage to Hammerfest tor ivory, and coming back unexpectedly learned that my pride and treasure was to be married to this soft-skinned boy, and that the party had actually gone to the church. In such moments, sir, some thing gives way in my head, and hardly know what do. landed with boats crew-all men who had sailed with me for years, and who were as true as steel. We went up to the church. They were standing, she and he, before the priest, but the thing had not been done. 1 dashed between them and caught her round the waist. My men beat ack the frightened bridegroom and the lockers on. We bore her down to the boat and aboard our vessel, and then getting up anchor we sailed away across the White Sea until the spires of Archaugel sank down behind the horizon. She had my cabin, my. room, every comfort. slept among the men in the forecastle. hoped that in time her aversion to me would wear away, and that she would consent to marry me in England or in France. For days and days we sailed We saw the North Cape die away behind us, and we skirted the gray Norwegian coast, but still in spite of every attention she would not forgive me for tearing her from that pale-faced lover of hers. Then came this cursed storm which shattered both my ship and my hopes, ard has de- prived me even of the sight of the wo- man for whom have risked SO much. Perhaps she may learn to love me yet You, sir" he said wistfully, "look like Do you not think that she may come to forget this man and to love me%
 "t am tired ot your story," l said, turning away. For my part l think you are . great fool. If you imagine that this love of yours will pass away, you had best amuse yourself as best you can until 1t does. If on the other hand it is fixed thing, you cannot to better than cut your throat, for that is the short est way out of it. have no more time to waste on the matter" With this hurried away and walked down to the boat. l never looked round, but heard the dull sound of his feet upon the sands as he followed me.
 q have told you the beginning of my story." he said, "and you shall know the end some day. You would do well to let the girl go."
 never answered him, but pushed tn c boat of. When had rowed some dis tance out, looked back and saw his tall figure upon the yellow sand as he stood gazing thoughtfully after me. When I looked again some minutes later, he had disappeared
 CHAPTER VI.
 For long time after this my life was as regular and as monotonous as it had been before the shipwreck. At times hoped that the man hom Archangel had gone away altogether, but certain fost- steps which saw upon the sand, and more particularly little pile of cigar cite ashes which found one day behind hillock from which view of the house might be obtained, warned me that, though invisible, he was still in the vicinity. My relations with the Russian girl remained the same as before. Old Madge had been somewhat jealous of