The Holly chieftain., 1901-03-08

seeing that Paui Ansdsil held osetain
ill-Eotten secrets that would have ..
dowed himself With an Nllmt<nAJs Do
minion Uver-ths lives AID Tie foftnnss
Of othsrA But ~ It va be gnashsa
his tssth over tho checkmates Tat
blocked his wicked way and protected
his victims. So far the man had fait,
In his larger and bolder fights.
Tho two aims he lived for were to
win colossal fortune. and to preserve
his life rs long as possible. To de.
to crumble into dust, was to him q
hideous prospect, and he had no other
his creed forbade all such. To save
himself more than his companions hs
had put forth his utmost strength Of
will. He had succeeded strangely,
even maryelously. Paul Ansdell
smiled contentedly as he leaned.
strangely exhausted for man who
had simply lifted his voice, not his
hands, to the rescue He was con-
graduating himself that his will pow.
er was increasing enormously. Then
he heard hurried voice at his ear.
"Mr. Ansdell. I've brought my wife
to thank YOU for your splendid bravery
in saving the whole lot Of U.s." Gervls
Templeton was saying earnestly, and
his hand was pressing the shoulder oi
Paul, who wheeled sharply around to
glance for one swift second at the lit
tie shrinking figure behind Gervis.
Then his eyes turned away to the
flame-reddened snow
. Come. GLADLY, this is the hero OF
the hour. Haven't you word to give
him?"
GLADLY must have heard her hus-
bands urgent whisper, and yet she
spoke not syllable. Silently and wist-
fully the girlish bride was gazing up
into the dark face of Paul Ansdell. n
was as though her soul was dumbiy
questioning that OF the man who had
saved her life.
Dear, say something" In the low.
cred voice OF Gervis there was a per-
emptory note. He was annoyed at his
wtfe's extraordinary awkwardness az
much as he was puzzled. What could
the man think of her? The thought
crossed his mind as he took Gladdy'e
cold. small fingers in his to encour-
age her. But Paul's attention as well
as Pauls eyes were being given to
the outside world.
Il fear we're going to have a night
OF 1t. perhaps another chapter of ac-
cidents-who knows?-for the snow
will no tremendously d.on ~ o,.+o,.
curves l know OF ahead" he said.
And. under cover OF his words, GLADLY
drew her hand from that of her hus-
band. and slipped back into the draw
ing-room car. She was the only one
OF the passengers who had failed to
offer thanks to the rescuer of the train
The cars were moving OF on their
Journey once again, and the men were
chatting to one another.
mot SO bad for the first move in
the game"
The triumphant words whisperingly
from the lips Of Paul Ansdell as he sat
alone In the smoking compartment,
leaning back in his chair. his dark,
baleful eyes watching the smoke
wreaths lazily rising over his head.
CHAPTER v.
Paul Ansdell was right in his sur
mises. The scientist, as a rule, was
right somehow. The fine, feathery
snow resolved itself into perfect
blizzard few hours later. and the
train, after plunging through deep
drifts. cutting its way calamity, was
brought to a standstill.
Fortunately they were close to a
prairie station when the stoppage took
place. n
We must make the best Of IT,"
cEeerfully agreed the passengers.
"Therea plenty to eat and drink