Catoctin clarion. [volume] (Mechanicstown, Md.) 1871-1940, 1903-01-08
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toIo cunning up
"Then we will have cup Of Coffee"
she said, leaving me alone on the
deck.
When she had gone I fell to musing.
Our adventures were by no means at
an end. We were sailing rapidly
away, away. But where and to what
purpose? OF course, if the yacht
should prove able to stand all sorts of
weather, and I was able to retain
control of her night and day, We were
bound to fetch up somewhere. 1t was
a chance whether we were on our way
toward the Chinese coast or out into
the Pacific Ocean. I fell to thinking
of Ralston and Langston, and to
wondering if would ever see them
again. pictured them as returned
wanderers, telling the sad news Of
Annie Ralston's death and my own,
far out iu the China Sea-. L pitied
That poor old father, who had sent me
across the sea with his blessing, to
find and return his darling daughter.
And now she was dead and I was lost.
/ fancied I saw Langston again at the
Golden Gate Club, the hero of circle
of admirers, telling over and over
again the story of our journey and it's
results. 1 could even hear, in my
mind, few regretful remarks over
my own untimely death. And 1 could
see my empty chair in the whist-room.
1 had not spent much time in my
musing before my companion reap.
peared. She carried before her .
small tray, from which came the
appetizing fragrance of good coffee. -
Here you are, Captain Crickmore
she said smilingly. She placed "a
chair near me and set the tray upon
it. There were displayed temptingly
before me a bowl of coffee, broiled
pheasant, some rice-cakes and some
fruit"
"Ah, Miss Arnold" 1 said, "that
is indeed tempting! But are you not
going to eat, too?"
"Oh, yes, but Icouldn't carry up so
much at one time. 1 will be back
soon"
In short time ] was enjoying my
supper as thoroughly as if it was
being eaten in the Golden Gate Club,
instead Of in the China Sea.
"Wasnt it strange chance that
threw me in the way Of saving you,
to be saved by you in return?" /
said, pulling pheasant apart. II
shall feel ever grateful to Mr.. Gam.
box Smell for the part he played in
throwing me overheard, | mean"
But you threw him overheard, in
stead of thanking him. That was not
gratitude" she replied.
"But that was necessary to our
safety. The man was scoundrel and
deserved what he got. That l found
life, instead of death, was not his
fault"
In this way we continued our meal
on deck, and when it was over, Miss
Arnold gathered up the choice crock
cry of Cha Fong, and disappeared with
it below.
"Don't be long," 7 said. "It is
going to be lovely evening. Let us
enjoy it, with no thought of danger.
We can forget under these lovely
southern skies"
What a night that was in my life!
The little yacht sped through the
water as evenly and calmly as though
q tried hand was on the tiller. The
air was balmy and sweet. Just enough
breeze was blowing to give the yacht
good headway. The ripping water
bubbled and gurgled along the sides,
as she cut through the tiny waves.
The influence of the night was mel
lowing.
We sat there in the bright starlight
and talked. Long, long, we sat there.
The darkness of the night increased
the brightness of the stars. Brilliant
that had at first been low on
the horizon, were now high above us.
I looked at the watch l had taken
from Cha Fong. 1t was midnight.
"Do you know that it is twelve
o'clock?" I asked Miss Arnold.
Midnight! Is it possible! How
quickly the hours have fed! did
not suppose it was later than ten. And
no land in sight yet"
There was tremor of disappoint-
ment in her voice.
"No, no land yet. But we will
reach land tomorrow. Don't worry.
You must rest You certainly must bo
weary"
eyes. 1 am somewhat sleeply.
But you cannot remain here alone.
Can I not relieve you and let you get
some rest?"
"No. You must go below and re-
tire. I shall be all right here. The
night is calm. The yacht needs very
little attention. can fasten the tiller
and catch wink now and then.
And tomorrow you relieve me, and I
will rest"
"Well, if you wish it so," she said.
"Good night"
When she had gone, I had nothing
to keep me awake, and I was much
fatigued.
got very drowsy. Everything was
calm and peaceful. I set the tiller,
and, making pillow of cushion. lay
down to rest.
I soon fell asleep. I slept sound
ly. l needed it. The past excite
ment and my wound had told on my
strength. Only sleep could cit.
1t was probably one O'Clock when I
fell asleep.
TO DE CONTINUED.
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