The Mitchell capital. (Mitchell, Dakota [S.D.]) 1879-1918, 1907-08-23

he got q return message, 1t is true
but not before neon on the following
day. It said: "Take no steps. An
writing" and seemed to him at /;
change Of plan.
In another place he might have re.
sented the delay. AT least eleven day.
must pass. and probably more, befor,
a'letter could react him, and all tn,
while he would be condemned to mac.
ton and anxiety. But as 1t was Il,
read Mr.. Theodore Shells reply cable.
eVanescent and felt q mild satisfaction
In the respite. In the afternoon he tool
out Miss Kildare to fish for tarpon.
By n of those singular chances
which occur every century OF so &
tarpon they did actually catch on thai
hrst day of fishing-a thirty-poun6
monster. with glittering silver scales
three hours frantic fight before he
turned his belly to tho skies and sub
mitted to travelling backward in the
boat.
wv got him between u.s." said Miss
Kildare. That's my first, and I've
tried for him times out of NUMBER"
MY first also, and I've tarpon fishe6
for weeks"
We seem to bring II another luck"
TITS an undoubtcd fact. Elsie. we
do"
The deduction seemed to give rise to
thoughts in each of them. and they let
their eyes rove vaguely over the gulf
waters for The next minutes without
speaking, while the boat rode gently
over the MINDLESS swells which slid In
through the outlying keys. A porpoise
surged past them, coughing as he
chased a shonl OF nullet, and overhead
a string OF purple and yellow cranes
screamed YEARLY as they tapped home
to the Everglades after a days hard
fishing on q growing reef.
They've al! got to make their liv-
ing" said Cambel.
Who" asked the girl.
Il was thinking OF those animals in
h water and in the air and. Ny an
alogy, the rest OF the animal world. We
all of US prey on something else, down
die: - A ''s' we
That's q very saga remark. Pat
Have you been reading Schopenhauer
lately, or is your bank account un-
healthy"
Cambel laughed. WAS 1t pessimis-
tic? I'm not given that way as q gen
eral thing. It's SO much pleasanter for
oneself and everybody else to look at
view. But I was thinking at the time
that II I'd been well Off and IL other
things had not happened as they did
my life would have been written very
differently"
You mean you might have been her
MAZE sty's ambassador to the court OF
"Timbuktu?"
or something In that line. Pos
sibly, yes
Mabel" said the girl. rs free now"
Cambe) nodded dceamily and one
more let his gaze roam out across the
waters. The boat rode uncared for
ove the gentle oily swells. and the
sound of the surf crumbling on the dis
liant keys fell on his ears and droned
to him a lingering tale of might have
been Mabel was free. The woman who
had once promised to be his wife; the
woman whose memory had driven him
from, pillar to post across the world
through all those long Wild years. be-
cause of his abiding love for her vas
too great a torment to be borne when
he rested for a breathing place in one
had time for thought: the
who had by pressure been made to
marry another man, whom, neither on
her wedding day nor at any after
time. did she ever love She was free
again. Mabel Duvernay now. and
Mabel Kildare no longer. but Mabel
still. and free.