Camas Prairie chronicle. [volume] (Cottonwood, Idaho) 1901-1917, 1906-12-07
cuApTpR XVII.


The sail crept forward down the river
Of sunset gold that stgeamed in wild
splendor from crevass in the ranges
Of cloudland. The light that FURNISHED
the sea glowed upon the POlleven cliffs,
tinging with fire the breakers at their
feet; it threw fierce shadows amongst the
clustered cottages of the Cornish fisher
folk, and painted a richer scarlet on the
sails of the trawlers huddled beneath
the sheltering arm of the little quay. It
was scene that rises before me, as l
write, with a curious detail, though, In
deed at the time / took no pains to OBJ
serve It. For on that departing vessel
was he whom we had chased across
Europe, mailman as we supposed, muir
derer as we knew him 70 be. We had
saved an innocent girl frOm his vendetta,
and In my heart thanked Providence
for that mercy; but Rudolf Marnac, the
Heidelberg professor, was still free, free
with fresh schemes Of vengeance against
his scientific opponents Matching in his
twisted brain, and with all the wisdom Of
his great learning to help him Ia his
deadly purposes.
$50 this Is the end oe your clever
plansl" / cried, turning savagely on nay
burly cousin. 'h0 has escaped again
got clear away. What are you going Il
dot Shall we fellow himr
"In the face Of the stormr
"Why motif tat ID the best you car
suggestY
"You have changed, my little cousin,
said he, regarding me with kindly look
though, indeed, my words had been un
mannerly. ''ThO Fatea have played tn
very deuce with the sedate student a
Heidelberg just twelve days ago. Hoy
that youngster grumbled at prOspectiv
discOmfortsl HOw he SArank from tn
the thought Of being mixed up In
business that was better left to the pc
Heel Do you remember
"Don't we waste timer said l.
perhaps. ALL here she cOmes-jus
the thing for which was hoping"
Running down the village street cam
Miss Weston, with three or four me
behind her. We met her at the entranc
to the quay.
"welli have you caught himY' sh
painted.
"No; there he goes" Ny cousin point
ed an arm at the distant sail.
'Oh, thank GOdp she exclaimed carr
estly. II knew he was armed, and
was so afraid for the brave men who ha
saved my father and me-"
She looked from enc to the other Q
as with an honest gratitude in her eye
that No me seemed worth the risk Of a
the dangers In the wOrld.
sand DR.. WestoRT asked my cousin
s'AIy father Is 40 VERSE; but Of eours
III III ~
was annoyed By sOAo tramp, and d.
eiares he win have a nan about tn
cottage in the future. You and you
friend must come back with me- 81
Henry. | want to introduce you to him.
"Some other time. 1 hope. At pre-
ent this young firebrand here insists ths
we should follow MArAae By sea"
'aThat is quite impossible, SIR" sh
said, turning upoR me with an anxiou
look. st have enough experience of Ii
weather to know that q storm Is eominl
/ am certain that Sir Henry Graden wi
help me 10 dissuade yea"
'II am afraid not. Miss Weston" brob
IN my cousin before could reply. "W
have been like oyer-eager hounds, losin
the scent BY flashing forward too quicl
". It must be sheer, logged huntir
now, and no more cutting of corner
By the way, there Is a little fact whiC
perhaps one Of you can tell me" he sal
turning to the little group that huI
behind her skirts watching US with b
collie interest ssDid the Agnes jan
yonder carry provisions on bOardr'
surely, zur." said one who stood
little forward Of the rest-a stout, bear
ed man with face as brown and seamG
ns a withered cider apple MARX Pc
nyfold, as is owner, was telling abo'
this fuErin gent snly last night dewn