The Washington times., 1902-12-04
Stirring Novel ne OdDJV6S Oh the Gar OfSDendn Exile
By WIN. MURRAY GRAYDON.

At sight Of the stranger Sandon ut
tered a cry OF surprise. "Can it be Aee''
he said aloud. yes. # surely is What
can he be doing"
He did not finish the sentence. for at
that instant the tiger cat sprang fairly
to the top Of the boulder. and seized the
unfortunate man by the ankle. Il was
no time for hesitation. Sandon boldly
advanced from the bushes. and taking
aim al the tigers head. fired The brute
rolled backward in his death struggle.
while the rescued man half fell. half
jumped. from the rock. and iimped TO-
ward Sandoff with amazement and graft
tude visible on his face
II owe you my life" he said huskiIy.
That was a good shot Of yours. I fired
twice at the brute. but failed to Kill
him, and my steward. who was with me.
ran of. The coward won't stop now UNI
al he gets TO the yacht"
The yacht" cried Sandon hoarsely.
rs your yacht here? But dent you
know me. Maurice Dupont? 40. Of
course you don't am Victor Sandoh "
Victor sandon," The other repeated
the words in an amazed tone. "Cau 10
really be your How came you here?
You. who we're sent to Siberia. I heard
about tit was unjust. tyrannical!"
Both were silent for an instant, think
ing Of the time when they had last met
in one OF the aristocratic clubs OF ST.
Petersburg
Tell me" said Dupont. what does
this mean ?"
Briefly Sandon recounted the story Of
his escape. and when he paused. pale
and agitated. Maurice Dupont took both
Of his hands IN his and held them there.
Your troubles are over. nv old
friend" be said. with tears iu
his eyes Tonight. as soon as II is
dark. come down 10 the shore. You will
find a boat there with one Of my men in
il, and once safely on my yacht ] defy
the Gar himself to take you off, You
must be careful. though. FOR a Russian
corvette is lying al anchor near me.
watching fer a couple OF poor devils
who escaped in boat from the convict
island Of Saghalien last week. In fact
one Of the Russian officers came out with
ne today. He Is somewhere al hand
now. with a couple OF my men. You see.
have been wintering at Vladivostok.
and came up here a day or two ago for
a little sport before starting for Ia belle
France-but stop, / hear footsteps.
Keep yourself and your companions well
hidden. Sandon. and as soon as it is
dark make your way 10 the beach You
viii End the boat opposite my yacht
which you can identify by the red lam
tern In the bow. Quick! They are com
ing"
The Frenchman strolled leisurely
across the glade. while Sander darted
into the bushes and made his way back
TO shamarin and Vera with his burden
Of ioyfal news.
Through the remainder Of that short
afternoon the fugiuves lay concealed
among the rocks on the summit Of the
ridge and when darkness came they
crept cautiously down to the edge OF the
bay Less than a mile from shore Jay
the steam yacht GreneIie. easily disun-
guishcd by the red light that swung
from its bow.
III your friend fails to keep his word
we are lost" said Shamarin He may
hesitate 20 assume such "A risk"
HE won't hesitate. and he won;
fail. interrupted Sandon. with decision.
There What is that now"
"a boat" cried Vera joyously. and so
indeed it. was. II lay upon the beach,
and as the fugitivcs drew near man
advanced 10 meet them-a mlddle-agcd
bearded sailor. wearing tho blue and
white uniform OF the Grcnclle. He bowed
politely TO sandon. and said. "The boat
rs waiting. monsieur. fear we shall
have a rough passage. for the surf ia
heavy and the wind is rising.
Then the sooner we start the bet