Elk City mining news. (Elk City, Idaho) 1903-1913, 1906-12-08
CHAPTER XvI.=(Continued.)

CHAPTER (Continued.)
And so, her story ended, the brave girl
passed into the house, while we dashed
away in pursuit Nj - cousin stuck to bis
work most manfully; but age will tell,
and l was a minute to the good when l
stumbled into the parlor of the inn. They
had not seen Mr.. Hermann, they told
me, since lunch-time perhaps he was
down at his boat.
.Boat-what boat?" l gasped.
"Why zur said the landlords WIFE
grinning at my eagerness, the guld gen
tleman be mighty vond o. Ealing, an he
hath hired Mark Pennyfold's moo trawl-
er, the Agnes Jane, for matter o two
months And now l comes TO think on
it, did hear Mary gay as how he an his
zun were going out with Master her
mann betwixt dree an YOUR o'clock.
I ran down the narrow street towards
the quay, between the quaint old cot
tages, with their fish stretched out to dry,
and their nets, fishingboots, and gear
tumbled before the doorsills. AS
reached the little breakwater the sum-
low on the west horizon, was throwing
great golden streamers through gaps in
the purple clouds that were piled as hlgn
as if a cataclysm of Nature had set the
Andes on the Himalayas. From their
feet came gusts of wind, fierce and icy
cold Even to my shore-going eyes lt
threatened dirty weather.
But | had not time for cloud effects.
There, fair in the glittering path that
the sun had daubed upon the waters
red-sailed fishng-boat was running close
hauled to the sou'-westward
what boat is that?" I asked q lad
who lounged against a mooring-post at
my elbow.
s"rhat. maister-whoi. it be Mark Pen
nyfold's Agnes Jane, err as was ired by
the stranger from Lunnon, 'Ermann by
name"
A hand fell on my shoulder. 1t was
Gradients He had heard and understood
And so we two stood together watching
the red sails fade slowly into the gilt
tering haze of the night and the storm
v.-THE AMMONIA CYLINDER.
CHAPTER XVII.
The sail crept~ forward down the river
of sunset gold that streamed in wild
splendor from a 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 usher
folk, and painted richer scarlet on the
sails of the trawlers huddled beneath
the sheltering arm of the little quay. 1t
was q scene that rises before me, as L
write, with a curious detail, though, in
deed, at the time l 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 to be. We had
saved an innocent girl from his vendetta,
and In my heart l 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 in his
deadly purposes.
$50 this is the end of your clever
plansw I cried, turning savagely on my
burly cousin. ''he has escaped again
got clear away. What are you going te
dot Shall we follow himr'
''In the face of the Storm
"Why motif tat Is the best you car
suggestr"
you have changed, my little cousin,
said he, regarding me with a kindly look
though, indeed, my words had been un
mannerly. THE Fates have played tn,
very deuce with the sedate student a
Heidelberg just twelve days ago. How
that youngster grumbled at prospective
dlSCOm1OrtS. HOW he SnranK from In
the thought of being mixed up in
business that was better left to the DO
lice'i Do you remember?"
Don't we waste timer" said 1.
perhaps. Ali 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.
"Welll have you caught him?' sh
painted.
mo; there he goes" My cousin point
ed an arm at the distant sail.
''Oh, thank God!' 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 one to the other c
US with an honest gratitude in her eye
that to me seemed worth the risk of a
the dangers in the world.
"And DR.. Weston?" asked my cousil
my father is no worse; but of cours
/ did not tell him all. He imagines tbs
I was annoyed by some tramp, and d.
cIares he will have a man about tn
cottage in the future. You and you
friend must come back with me, s.
Henry. l want to introduce you to him.
s.Some other time, l hope. At pre-
emit this young frebrand here insists ths
we should follow Marnac by sea-
THAT is quite impossible, SIR sh