The Bon Homme County independent. [volume] (Tabor, S.D.) 1904-1913, 1907-08-22


the face like whips. But fying MIS-
struck him On rhe curve OF the temple
before he had gone 20 yards, and the
grip OF his fingers loosened. and he
swayed and fell without a word. The
| girl threw herself on his body, wailing
that he was killed and that she. too,
would stay there and die, but wild
hope seized her that he might be only
stunned, and she took his body In her
arms, and half dragging, half carrying,
| began to go with him once more by
| tedious inches toward the beach.
Then the cyclone burst out afresh
with all the torrent Of Its fury, and to
move or even stand against the wind
was a thing impossible. The girl and
burden was flung heavily to the
ground. and a mass OF driving wreck :
| age slid above them and pressed them
down. "Oh, Pat, Pat she cried. II
did so want to live with YOU and now
| we must both die herel"
Three terrible hours more they spent
there. the girl expecting violent death
To Iall OH her every second, the man In
| her arms gradually returning to con-
sciousness. And then, like organ whose
wind chamber has emptied itself, the
cyclone suddenly dropped its voice. 1t
had arisen In a minute to the full OF
Its strength, and In minute It lulled
to a breathless calm, leaving the air
secured and sweet and the land q
tangled desert. The sea alone remem-
bered Its lashing actively and fumed
In a swell of sullen majesty in ita
deeper parts and sent It's angry waters
back in ripping surf on to those shall
low western beaches from which 1t
had been so ruthlessly evicted.
1t was from this last returning tidal
wave that the final danger came, but
the two under that pile of wreckage
managed to slip from beneath the wood
when the waters loosened It and run In
the breaking dawn to the higher
ground beyond. They were bruised.
both OF them, and Canbel was bleeding
from a jagged cut on the head; but,
after all, their hurts were trifiing COM
pared with what they might have been.
Three thousand people died In that
nights work an:Sssg the southern
states, and the air was torn with the
moan OF those who were left, lamcnting
as they sought their dead
That day all who could lift pair Of
hands had work to do, and the next and
the next, but on the fourth day from
the cyclone, when the fallen had been
buried and the quick housed, Canbel
managed for the first time to get a
word en- tete-a-tete with this woman
who had said she loved him and had
promised to be his wife. He had
conned the matter over in his mind,
ard after heavy argument had decided
not to hold any OF his affairs secret
from her, this, of course, having par
ticular reference to the one affair by
which he hoped to make a competence
He had visions of difficulties with her
over it, but he began his confidence
artfully. ow
Elsie" he said, II came here to Flor
ida on business"
Then" replied Miss Kildare, "rd
like to give business a knob of sugar
to eat and flowers to wear on his
headstall. What color was business?
White?"
BLACK, distinctly black, but valu-
able. In figures slightly more than
quarter OF million in English money
ought to come TO me for my share out
of him, or rather. as 1t now is, our
share, yours and mine, dear"
"Oh, you duck, Pat! You don't mean
to say I'm to marry a rich man?
Wherever did YOU steal the money
from? Speculation"
Speculation Of sorts, though steal
describes It better. It's there, and that's
the main thing"
Money in the pocket is better than
ten plans to get it there, any day.
Pat, We'll have big steam yacht. and
when we get sick OF London well go
and see all the rest of the world. And
you OF all people to become a successful
speculator! And what have you been
making your corner in? Nothing un-
clean, hope, like short ribs OF pork?"
Gold, If that will suit your lady
ship"
"Oh, this is delightful! You've been
trading on American necessities. Tell
me all about 1t. think / can follow.
One hears SO much about the silver
question that one can't help under
ct a ND m .
So with a pardonable couleur de rose,
wherever tinting was available, Cambel
told the story OF his finding the chan
mel into the Everglades. his compact
with Shelf the hazardous voyage OF
the steamship Port Edes and the sub
sequent disposal of the specie. The girl
listened to the tale with close attention
and unmoved face. Even the account
Of the mutiny and the grewsome en-
counter between Mutt and his friend
failed to call up comment, because in
domestic Florida a little dashing horni-
eide is such very common occurrence.
But when Patrick Cambel had finished
his say and looked to her for approval
he only got a grave and decisive shake
OF the auburn head.
''Well, dear" he asked at last, made
very anxious at her silence.
mo, Pat" she said quietly, " can't
share in fortune which has been laid
up that way. Heaven knows I'm not
squeamish. Hearing what I do out
here about trusts and corners and syn
dicates, and seeing what I can't help
seeing of the way the people round
make their living and still evade the
law and retain respect, my notions OF
morality are very easy and slack,
But"
"But I have gone too far?"
She bowed her face gravely.
Continued Next Weekly
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