Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1903-12-08

huge and black. Carols mead swan
with dreams rs she walked aboard the
ship She fancietl herself sailing. away.
However, it was necessary to remem-
Der the prosaic t:lsk i'll hand She
seemed strangely at home upon this
vessel. though she had never seen one
like il. Without the slightest difficulty
she found room No. 12L The door,
opened promptly to her knock. /.
She beheld Il large, stout. rather
coarse looking woman standing behind
a very small table. upon which was an
open bottle that seemed to contain
Wine, but,a second glance showed Car.
oil it was a sort of ilnfermented fuitl
made from grape juice. She liked il
very much and sometimes had a bottle
of that brand with her luncheon when
she ate in the Office. Yet the innocent
child saw no coincidence in the pres.
cnce OF 81 bottle of it in this place. Sh<
readily drank a glassful at Mrs. Red.
ding's Invitation after she had deliv-
cred her note and her message.
Then she waited in the stateroom
While Mrs, Redding went out to sneak
4 word with q friend. and somehow sh<
happened 10 sit down upon the berth
and to put her head upon the pillow.
1t seemed To her that Mrs Reddins
was long time away. The air of th1
cabin was close. 1t was affecting her
with headache and nausea She would
open the port: she would go out upon
deck. But she did neither of these
things. Instead she settled herself in
the berth with deep sigh that became
a groan, repeated overland over. again,
louder for some minutes. then gradual.
ly fainter, until she lay perfectly still.
She was conscious at last Of great
confnsion-the murmur of voices and
the crowding of narrow space. TheS
some one cried out in strangely fac
miliar tone:
Il tell you she must be taken ashore
| will pay any sum
We're half way down the bay.'' re-
piled some one. Everything that cal
be done for her in the world can b(
done here. She'd better stay
Her tongue seemed to be swollen I'd
twice its size and to be paralyzed. Sha
could open her eyes, yet she could see
nothing
Il must speak to him. / must speak
to him." her brain kept repeating. And
at last she spoke aloud
rs that you, Mr.. Fiske?n
Carol. Carol.' cried the voice.
you know me-"
Yes. Why did they do this to mel
Why are you here:'
She felt the warmth Of his breath
close to, her face.
Did they see my letter?' he asked
"The envelope:"
She. murmured, Yes
They are dishonest people-shy
STEERS" said he .'rhey are in BIZ
suit against our company. They tool
you for detective. They thought that
you had trapped some of their rascallJ
secrets. So they put up this plan Il
get you out of the country 1t has beer
desperate game from the start. They
have tried all sorts OF tricks with GU,
people in New York The hoy told me
where you We're. Thank heaven thai
you gave him the number Of your
ROOM"
is this your Ship she asked-athe
one you were to sail in!'
Its the one we both must sail in
now he answered, though my bag
gage is in another. But | have plenty
Of money in my pocket, by the blessing
of heaven. and. Carol, told you lona
ago that the half was yours"
TO go TO Europe she said, with
little laugh.
The rest is conFentional-th girfi
recovery, the strange voyage, the low
scenes ON the wind swept decks under
the moon, the marriage in a far land,
the travel. the return and, least iInpor.
tant of all, the ultimate retrlbution for
the guilty persons in ibis conspiracy,
which. Ike much other evil in the
world, accomplished much good 10 th<
end.