The Telegraph-courier. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1888-1946, 1897-04-08

most within touch of Queenhithe
stairs upon the increasing ebb tide
before the girl had fully recovered
from her sense of oyermastering
stupefaction. It now crossed her
thoughts to go and secure her IA
theirs aid in the rescue of Martin
Cartwright from his perilous posi-
ton. AS she landed the girl looked
back, dreading she. might find An
drew Mawle at her heels. She peer
ed downtown into the dark river
on all sides but he was nowhere to
be seen.
At this moment a stalwart figure
with a lantern appeared at the head
of the stairs.
Why, girl. What's to do?"
Father! Martin needs you.
Come
It was not until she had seated
herself in the stern of their boat,
her father at the SOULS, that she
could find breath to tell him every
thing
They had brought the boat along
side, at last, under the dark arch.
Lawson had found the rope still
dangling against the wall. This rope
was fixed to one of the iron girders,
and the ascent by this means was
mere child S play to a man like Sues
G-4 10 Il
work
Sue watched him intently as he
went up with the handle of the Ian
tern between his teeth, but she
spoke no word Presently her ia
theirs shadow fell upon her
Steady thereW- and he looked
down between the girders- I'm
a-comin aboard. =
Ism t." she asked falteringly,
''isn t Martin there?'
STEADY girl steady There amt
nobody up here.
Sue clutched at the rope with
which she was holding the boat
against the ebbing water under the
arch-clutched at it with a frantic
grip. Then she raised her face, and
the lantern in her fathers hand
showed upon it a wild look of de
spair.
Father, he has murdered him.
Andrew Mawle has murdered him
up there where you are kneeling
now
Days went by. No tidings Of Mar
tin Cartwright came to the little
house at Queenhithe stairs, and Sue,
no less than her father, began to re
gard his disappearance as mystery
that would never be solved. But
one night, while Sue sat brooding
over the hearth, her father burst in
upon her;
Sue, I've found him. Come
alonger me.
Some boats lengths below the
bridge Lawson indicated great
barge, toward which he instructed
the girl to steer. Presently Sue
found herself shivering over the
galley fire on board, while her ia
ther helped to make the boat fast.
Sue, my girl, said he, pointing
to the barge cabin, step aft and go
below. There! There amt nothin
to be Altered on, nothin at all. F"
Still shivering, for Andrew
Mawles face was haunting her
minds eye, she hesitatingly obey
ed. The cabin was lighted by an oil
lamp, and when she reached the last
step OH the ladder she looked about.
A man was lying in the berth ON
the larboard side. She went noise
lessly forward and peered down in
to the face.
Martin Can it beg
He lay with closed eyes and a
face SO worn and pale that she al
most doubted if he lived. Cart
wright, however, soon recovered,
and one day, while still aboard the
barge, he related how the bargee,
dropping down stream in his boat,
had heard his groans and had has
tened to his rescue. He had received
a serious stab from Andrew Mawle
which had almost deprived him OF
his life
"Did you discover the box?' Sue
asked
mo, nothing, said Cartwright,
nothing except Mawle's cap. [
must have knocked it off his head
during our struggle on those iron
girders. There it is. +"
He pointed while speaking to
pilot cap which hung from a peg
against the cabin wall. She took it
down and turned it over in her hand.
rs that all?"
But suddenly she started and
stared at the cap with wide open