The Kendrick gazette. [volume] (Kendrick, Idaho) 1892-1968, 1906-06-15

going up to him they discovered. that the
blow had affected his brain, for he was
delirious. Frere endeavored to sooths |
him, without effect, and at last, by |
Bates advice. the poor fellow was rolled |
In the sea. The cold bath quelled his |
Violence and being laid beneath the
shade of rock hard by, he fell into a
condition of great muscular exhaustion,
and slept.
The condition Of the unfortunate
Grimes soon gave cause for the greatest
uneasiness. From Numbering foolishly,
he had taken to absolute violence, and
had to be watched by Frere. After
much muttering and groaning, the poor
fellow at last dropped off to sleep, and
Frere, having assisted Bates to his sleep
ing place in front of the rock, and laid
him down on heap of green brushwood,
prepared to snatch a few hours slumber
Wearied by excitement and the labors
of the day, he slept heavily, but toward
morning was awakened by a strange
noise.
Grimes, whose delirium had apparent
ly increased, had succeeded in forcing
his way through the rude fence of brush
wood, and had thrown himself upon
Bates with the ferocity of insanity.
Growing to himself, he had seized the
unfortunate pilot by the throat, and the
pair were struggling together. Bates,
weakened by the sickness that had fol-
| lowed upon his wound in the head, was
| quite unable to cope with his desperate
assailant, but, calling feebly upon Frere
for help, he made shift to lay hold upon
the jackknife of which we have before
apnkan Frora otorfipO IN HE foot
rushed to the assistance of the pilot, but
| was too late. Grimes, enraged by the
sight of the knife, tore it from Bates
grasp, and, before Frere could catch his
arm, plunged 1t twice into the unfortu-
nate mans breast.
| 'I'm a dead man!' cried Bates, faint
ly.
| The sight Of the blood, together with
the exclamation Of his victim, recalled
| Grimes to consciousness. He looked In
bewilderment at the bloody weapon, and
then finging it from him, rushed away
toward the sea, into which he plunged
headlong.
Frere hurried to the side of Bates,
and. lifting him up, strove to stanch the
blood that flowed from his chest. 1t
would seem that he had been resting
himself on his left elbow, and that
Grimes, snatching the knife from his
right hand, had stabbed him twice in the
right breast. He was pale and senseless.
and Frere feared that the wound was
mortal. Tearing off his neck handker-
chief, he endeavored to bandage the
wound, but found that the strip Of silk
was insufficient for tho purpose. The
noise had reused Mrs. Vickers, who
sitting her terror, made haste to teal
off portion of her dress, and with this
a bandage of sufficient width was made
Sylvia brought some water from tht
spring, and Mrs. Vickers bathing Bates
head with this, he revived little.
Don't die, Mr. Bates--oh, don't diei'
said Sylvia, standing, piteously, near
but afraid to touch him. Don't leave
mamma and me alone in this dreadful
placer
Poor Bates, OF course, said nothing
but Frere frewned heavily, and Mrs
Vickers said reprovingly, "Sylviar jus
as If they had been in the old house oil
distant Sarah Island.
In the afternoon Frere went away t.
drag together some wood for the fire, ant
when he returned he found the pilo
near his end. AS the sun sank Bate
rallied, but the two watchers knew tina
it was but the final flicker Of the expir
! ing candle. Hes going" said Frere
at length, under his breath, as though
fearful of awaking his half-slumberin
, soul. Mrs. Vickers, her eyes streaming
with silent tears, lifted the honest hea
and moistened the parched lips with he
soaked handkerchief. A tremor shoe
. the once stalwart limbs, and the dyin
: man opened his eyes. For an instan
! he seemed bewildered, and then, lookin
from one to the other, intelligence re
turned to his glance, and it was eviden
= that he remembered all. His gaze reste
= upon the pale face of the affrighted Sy
= via, and then turned to Frere. Their
could be no mistaking the mute appea
:. of those eloquent eyes.
Eyes, I'll tase care of her." said Frer'
Bates smiled, and then observing this
the blood from his wound had staine
the white shawl of Mrs. Vickers, h
= made an effort to move his head.
was not fitting that a lady's shaw
" should be stained with the blood of
+. poor fellow like himself. The fashion
- able fribble, with quick instinct, unde
= stood the gesture, and gently drew til
- head back upon her bosom. In the pre-
:. ence of death the woman was womanl,
For a moment all was silent, and the
;, thought he had gone but all at once
- opened his eyes, and looked round IL
" the sea. ITO be continuedl