The daily silver state. [volume] (Winnemucca, Nev.) 1903-1907, 1904-04-01


fore. The gentle wind whispered Of
love. The curling. Tipping waves ca
ressed the keel with sounds like kisses.
and to It all their hearts kept time.
Ii was a respite-a lull between w
phases of the conflict. There was love
and there was peace In the little boat.
and war and tumult were far of on
the horizon.
BY and by Elizabeth slipped down
from the thwart aud crouched down
In the boat at his feet. O'Neill held
the tiller with one hand. the other
lightly stroked her golden head. She
was perfectly content. Everything was
out OF her heart but he and the pres
ent. She was very still. He could see
the soft curve Of her cheek resting
upon her sweet white hand In the
moonlight. After one OF the little In
teryaIs Of silence he looked down upon
her again. She made no motion. and
did not reply to a word he said softly.
and he discovered that she was asleep.
He did not wonder. The experiences
of the past few days would have killed
any ordinary How heroic she
had been. With what abandon she had
put aside everything for the purpose
Of saving him! She had hesitated at
nothing. His love for her was meas
ured by his honor: hers for him was
boundless. Twas v so. and he had
reproached her. spoken harshly to her.
upbraided her. turned away from her.
How could lie have been so cruel! She
was so young. his heart yearned over
her. He vowed that III God did permit
them to escape from the perils which
cnvironed them he would make up to
her for every unkind word spoken. ev-
cry reproach. every cutting glance. by
an eternity of devotion.
The night. the ocean. the loneliness.
IMPRESSED him. What had he ever
done to be so blessed in the love of this
noble woman? His life. as he had said.
had peer an idle one. In the courts he
had played ut hearts as he had played
at war on the ships-for the fun of the
game. With her Il serious purpose had
! entered his life and was before him.
The silence of the night was broken
only by the soft splash of the waves
us the little boat rocked gently through
them. The gentle wind grew fainter
aud fainter. Presently the flap of the
Idle sail against the mast apprised him
that 1t had gone.
The white Scraps and her consort
were far. far ahead. going fast and
leaving a long white wake across the
sea. They seemed to have kept the
breeze which had failed the small boat.
Coming up from the southwark he
could see the black shapes of the Rich
ard and her attendant ships. What
would he have given to be upon the
Geek by the side Of that dauntless cap
tain. But even could he approach the
two ships that privilege would be de-
MED him.. for honor demanded that he
present himself upon the deck Of the
! Scraps without delay. 1t might be
that II would be too late even then to
save Coventry. but he would 80 and do
his best. When the boat lost way be
SAT n moment In indecision. He was so
loath TO waken the tired girl. but 1t
was necessary. Gently he raised her
head.
why. my dearest" she said. twas !
asleep? What has happened? OH
II came back to her-"you are going
back to tho Serapis." Then she look
ed eagerly forward. The ships were
far off now several miles away. and
as the breeze still held with them the