The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1897-11-26
CHAPTER XvIII.-(CoxrrNuuD.)

L CdH Tell yOu, llC
get the wash of the sea out of my ears.
can't get the shining stars all night,
and the burning sun all day, out OF
my brain. When was l wrecked
When was | first adrift in the boat!
When did | get the tiller in my hand
and fight against hunger and Steep
When did the gnawing in my breast
and the burning in my head, nrs'
begin? / have lost all reckoning OF III
can't think; can't sleep; l cant ge'
the wash of the sea out of my ears
What are you batting me with ques-
lions for? Let me eat!'
Even the sailors pitied him. Inc
sailors asked leave of their officer 10
add little drink to his meal.
We've got a drop of grog with us
sir, in bottle. May we give 1t &c
hlm!'
Certainly"
He took the bottle fiercely, as ne mac
taken the food-drank little-stoppeo
and considered with himself again
He held up the bottle to the light, and
marking how much liquor it contained
carefully drank half of it only. rms
done, he put the bottle in his wallet
along with the food.
"Are you saving it up for another
time?" said Steventon.
Pm saving it up" the man an
swered. Never mind what for"
He looked round the boat-house as
he made that reply, and noticed Mrs
Crawford for the first time.
"a woman among you" he said
us she English? Is she young? LEI
me look closer at herr"
He advanced few steps toward the
table. Don't be afraid, Mrs. Cray
fcrd," said Steventon.
I'm not afraid" Mrs. Crawford re-
piled. "He frightened me at first
he interests me now. Let him speaE
to me if he wishes it."
He never spoke. He stood, in deac
silence, looking long and anxiously a.
the beautiful English woman.
"Well?" said Steventon.
He shook his head sadly, and drew
back again with a heavy sigh. NO!
he said to himself; that's not her face
No! not found yet
Mrs. Crayford's interest was strong
ly excited She ventured to speak t.
him. "Who is it you want to find"
she asked your wife,"
He shook his head again.
who then? What is she like?"
He answered that question in words
His hoarse, hollow voice softened lit
tie by little into sorrowful and gentle
tones.
Young" he said; with fair, sac
face-with kind, tender eyes-with
soft clear voice Young, and loving
and merciful. l keep her face in my
mind though | can keep nothing else
I must wander, wander, wander-rest-
less, sleepless, homeless-till l find her
Over the ice and over the snow; toss
ing on the sea, tramping over the land
awake all night, awake all day; wan
der. wander, wander till 1 find her."
He waved his hand with a gesture
of farewell, and turned YEARLY to &c
out. At the same moment, Crawford
opened the yard door.
81 think you had better come to
Clara" he began-and checked him
self. noticing the stranger. Who Is
that?"
The shipwrecked man, hearing an
other voice in the room, looked round
slowly over his shoulder. Struck by
his appearance, Crawford advanced
little nearer to him. Mrs. Crawford
sroke to her husband as he passed her
IFS only a poor mad creature, Will.
iam," she whispered; "shipwrecked
and starving"
"Mady Crawford repeated, approach
lng nearer and nearer to the
man. Am I in my right senses?
He suddenly sprang on the out
cast. and seized him by the
throat Richard Wardour| he cried
in a voice of fury. alive! Alive to
answer for Frank The man struggled
Crawford held him.
Where is Frank?" he said. you
villain, where is Frank"
Tho man resisted no longer. He re-
peated vacantly-"Villain" and
"Where is Frank
AS the name escaped his lips, Clara
appeared at the open yard door, and
hurried into the room.
81 heard Richards name" she said.
"T heard Franks name! What does
it mean?"
AT the sound of her voice the out
cast renewed the struggle to free him
self. with a sudden frenzy of strength
which Crawford was not able to re-
sist He broke away before the sailors
could come to their oficsr's assistance.
Half way down the length of the room
he and Clara met one another face to
face. A new light sparkled in the poor
wretchs eyes; a cry of recognition
burst from his lips. He flung one hand
up wildly in the air. "s'oundr he
shouted, and rushed out to the beach
before any of the men present could
stop him.
Mrs. Crawford put her arms round
Clara and held her up. She had not