Santa Fe new Mexican. [volume] (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1898-1951, 1899-03-08

panied by the "Heave, aho!' of the
sailors as the anchor was being raised.
A fash of binding brilliancy from
the searchlight illuminated the dark
ness, then settled down to a steady glare,
as it was slowly turned up and down
the river.
By this time the waters were being
churned into foam by the wind and the
sea was rapidly rising. Presently came
the patter, patter, patter, Of the big
drops as skirmishers. Then came the
downpour.
The floodgates Of heaven seemed open,
while peal after peal of thunder followed
the incessant flashes Of the lightning.
Lawton and Joe kept steadily at their
oars, but the great strain was beginning
to tell Oh them, when to their joy the
shore doomed up On their starboard bow.
The searchlight, however, was also
coming, and 80 was the cutter.
Nearer and nearer came the glare
across the water until first one arm.
then the body, of one Of the terrified
Cinnamon was within its focus. Pres
emily the entire boat was in the broad
path of light.
BOAT ahoy!" came from the outer.
Pull, Joe, pullV' growled Lawton.
"We'l make it yet"
BOAT ahoy!' came down the breeze.
The only reply was a binding fash,
which came simultaneously with a
deafening crash, followed Immediately
by the rending Of timber and a cry of
agony.
The cutters mainmast had been
struck.
For a moment all was confusion.
Then the commanders stern voice was
heard: "Take him below. To the light
Don't let those men escape"
The brief interval Of confusion had
given the tired rowers all advantage Of
which they were not slow to avail them
selves.
"Give 'em a shot across their bows,
Tom. Easy, man, easy! Aim close, but
don't shatter them this time
Scarcely were the words out of the
captains mouth when the small gun
belched forth a fiery order to stop,
Whistling through tho atmosphere
the leaden messenger, true TO the gun
ner's aim, buried itself with a thud i'll
the seething water about ten feet ahead
of the boat.
"Egad, they're a nervy set!' said the
commander as the slnugglers oaly re-
I1,,Ioo1 thoyr nffo,stc t1 .yn.v, tI,n chDra
lizard a-starboard, therel Quick I"
he roared. run inside of them and
shut them out. Bear down close, but
watch out and don't run them down."
The last hope of the fugitives had
fled. Lawton turned in his seat and
said calmly to Joe, cts all up, part
ner; we're caught like rats in a trap"
Suddenly, like one seized with the
frenzy Of despair, the desperate speaker
gave a quick, vigorous stroke with his
right oar, thus throwing the frail craft
directly in the steamers path.
The captain saw the move and rang
the backing bell, but too late; the sharp
PROV of the vessel cut through the boat
like a knife, cleaving her in two.
A wild shrek Of despair rang out on
the night air and was borne away on
the wings of the storm. The turbulent
waters embraced six struggling forms.
Life preservers were quickly thrown
into the stream, while the pinnace wa
lowered in a hurry. The crew went Wig
orously about the work of rescue and
succeeded in getting four out Of the six.
One Ohinaman and Lawton were
missing. Nothing could be seen of the
former, while the latter's head could be
discerned bobbing up and down on the
a as he struck out for shore. The
cutters boat at once gave chase, when
suddenly the swimmer threw up his
hands, and, with n wild cry, disap-
peared from view and was seen no more.
He deliberately sought death rather
than be captured. So the officers thought.
In a small cabin Nesting amid the
, timber on a back road some miles from
Windsor sat a woman. Her once hand
some face showed the lines Of care.
While rocking the baby to and fro her
dark eyes kept wandering to the door
with an anxious expression as she lis
tened to the storm without. From her
faithful heart a prayer went up for the
safety Of her husband, the daring snug
gler.
Lawton was a lawbreaker, an enemy
Of society, and should be suppressed,
but he was all in all to this woman in
the woods, who watched for his coming
so eagerly. 1t was to be his last trip
and they would again seek their home
in Virginia. His father had forgiven
the marriage against his wishes. Wealth
and comfort awaited the pair.
"Will he never comep' she said as
she laid her sleeping infant on the bed.
The wind sang mournfully around the
corner Of the cabin. Hark, there were
the swapping Of twigs and a heavy foot
fall on the doorstep.
The food Of light from within shone
on the dripping figure Of the smuggler
as his wife opened the door. The ex.
preston Of savage triumph gave way to
love light in his eyes, az unheeding hia
dripping garments she clasped her arms
around him with a murmured, "Thank
God, you are safe"
"You will stop now, won't your" she
continued, gazing at him with her soul
in her eyes.
Softly he stroked the brown hair,
thinly streaked with gray, and whis-
pered in her cal.
A bright light spread over hsr face a.
she led the drenched man inside and
closed the door.
The storm was over. The rising sun
ca~ressinsly touched the top Of the hum.
BILE home. A squirrel scurried out oi