Troy weekly news. (Troy, Idaho) 1897-1933, 1906-06-15

snce from rain was apprehended, the
heat in the middle of the day was most
oppressive. At little distance from the
beach was sandy rise, that led up to
the face Of the cliff, and on the eastern
side of this rise grew forest of young
trees. Frere proposed to cut down these
trees and make sort of hut with them.
1t was soon discovered, however, that
the pocket knives were insufficient for
this purpose, but by dint of notching the
young saplings, and then breaking them
down, they succeeded, in a couple OF
hours, in collecting wood enough to
roof over a space between the hollow
rock which contained the provisions and
another rock, in shape like a hammer,
which jutted out within five yards of it.
Mrs. Vickers and Sylvia were to have
this hut as a sleeping place, and Frere
and Bates, lying at the mouth of the
larder, would at once act as guard to 1t
and them. Grimes was to make for him
self another hut where the fire had been
lighted on the previous night.
When they got back to dinner, inspir-
tied by this resolution, they found poor
Mrs. Nickers in great alarm. Grimes,
who, by reason of the dent in his skull.
had been left behind, was walking about
the sea beach, talking mysteriously, and
shaking his fist at an imaginary foe. On
going up to him they discovered that the
blow had affected his brain, for he was
delirious. Frere, endeavored to soothe
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 a 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 grooming, 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 few hours slumber.
| Wearied by excitement and the labors
| of the day, he slept heavily, but toward
| morning was awakened by a strange
noise.
|
| 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
spoken. Frere. starting to his feet
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 it twice into the unfortu-
nate mans breast.
''I'm a dead MANI 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 fiinging 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. II
would seem that he had been resting
himself on his left elbow, and thai
Grimes, snatching the knife from hi:
right hand, had stabbed him twice in tn,
right breast. He was pale and senseess
and Frere feared that the wound was
mortal. Tearing off his neck .handker
chief he endeavored to bandage tn,
wound, but found that the strip of sill
was insufficient for the purpose. TIL,
noise had reused Mrs. Vickers, who
sitting her terror, made haste to tea
off portion of her dress, and with THU
bandage of sufficient width was made
Sylvia brought some water from tn,
spring, and Mrs. Vickers bathing Bates
head with this, he revived a little.
Don't die, Mr.. Bates-oh, don't die =
said Sylvia, standing. piteously, near
but afraid to touch him. Don't leay
mamma and me alone in this dreadful
placer
Poor Bates, of course, said nothing
but Frere frowned heavily, and Mrs
Vickers said reprovingly, "Sylviap jus
as II 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, an,
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 goingw said Frere
at length, under his breath, as thougl
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 shoo
the once stalwart limbs, and the dyin
man opened his eyes. For an instan
he seemed bewildered, and then, lookin