Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1907-06-01
straight, naughty figure; and he did
not know that her knees were shaking
and weak.
CHAPTER nv

Ing north with the spring tide that sets
through Behring Strait, till, on the
morning of the fifth, open water show.
ed to the east. Creeping through, she
broke out into the last stage of the
long race, amid the cheers of her
weary passengers; and the dull jar OF
her engines made welcome music to
the girl in the deck state-room.
Soon they picked up a mountainous
coast which rose steadily into majes-
tic, barren ranges, still white with
the melting SHOWS; and at ten IN the
evening under golden sunset amid
screaming whistles. they anchored In
the roadstead of Nome. Before the
rumble of her chains had ceased Or
the echo from the fleets salute had
died from the shoreward hills, the
ship was surrounded by a swarm of
tiny craft clamoring about her iron
sides, while an officer in cap and gilt
climbed the bridge and greeted Cap
tain Stephens. Tugs with trailing
lighters circled discreetly about, await
ing the completion Of certain formali-
ties. These over, the uniformed gentle
man dropped back into his skiff and
rowed away
shouted, saluting the commander.
and with that the row-boats swarmed
inward pirate-lilSe. boarding the steam
er from all quarters.
AS the master turned, he looked
down from his bridge to the deck be.
low. full into the face of Dextry, who
had been an intent witness Of the
meeting. With unbending dignity,
Captain Stephens let his left eyelid
droop slowly, while a boyish grin
spread widely over mis- face. Stimuli
taneously, orders rang sharp and fast
from the bridge, the crew broke into
feverish life. the creak Of booms and
the clank of donkey-hoists arose.
Were here, Miss Stowaway," said
Glenister, entering the girls cabin.
"The inspector passed us and it's time
for you to see the magic city. Come
it's wonderful sight"
This was the first time they had
been alone since the scence on tne
after-deck. for, besides ignoring Glen
lister. she had managed that he should
not even see. her except in Dextry's
presence. Although he had ever since
been courteous and considerate, she
felt the leaping emotions that were
hidden within MIN and longed to
leave the ship, to fly from the spell of
his personality. Thoughts of him
made her writhe, and yet when he
was near she could not hate him as
she wilIed- he overpowered her, he
would not be hated, he paid no heed
to her Sights. This very quality re-
minded her how willingly and I'M
questioningly he had fought off the
sailors from the Ohio at word from
her. She knew he would do SO again,
and more, and it is hard to be bitter
to one who would lay down his life for
you even though he has offended
particularly when he has the magnet.
ism that sweeps you away from your
mornings.
There's no danger of. being seen,
he continued. 1.-THE crowds crazy
and, besides, we'll go ashore right
away. You must be mad with the con
| finement- it's on my nerves, too"
AS they stepped outside, the door OF
an adjacent cabin opened, framing an
angular, snarp-featured woman, who
catching sight of the girl emerging
from Glenister's state-room, paused
with shrewdly narrowed eyes, flashing
auick. malicious glances from one TO
the other. They came later to remem
Der with regret this chance encounter
| for them botn.
"Good-evening, Mr.. Glenister," the
4 lady said with acid cordially.
"Howdy, Mrs. Champian?" He NOV
ed away.
She followed ster, staring at Hell
en-.
care you going ashore tonight OF
! wait for morning?"
Don't know yet, Pm sure.' Then
aside to the girl he muttered, "Shake
her, she's spying on us"
\ "Who is she?" asked Miss Chester
moment later.
"Her husband manages one Of the
big companies She's an old cat"
Gaining ner first view of the land
the girl cried out sharply. They rode
on an ,Ily sea, tinted like FURNISH
4 ed cop[ IT, while on all sides, amid
the fainC rattle and rumbling Of ma
chinery, scores Of ships were belch
ing cargoes out upon living swarms OF
scows, tugs, stern-whee and dor
! les. Here aid there Eskimo oomiaks
fat walrus-hide boats, slid about like
huge, many-legged water bugs. Al
I endless, ant-like stream of tenders
piled high with freight, piled to and
from from the shore. A mile distant
i lay the city, stretched like white
ribbon between the gold Of the ocear
sand and the dun of the moss-coyered
tundra. 1t was like no other in the
world At first glance it seemed all
made of new canvas. In a week its
population had swelled from three te
i thirty thousand. 1t now wandered
i in slender, sinuous line along the
coast for miles, because only the
beach afforded dry camping
ground. Mounting to the bank behind
j one sank knee-deep in moss and water
and, treading twice IN the same
j tracks found bog ozzing ice mud
4 Therefore, as the town doubled daily
in size, it grew 'endwise like string
of dominoes, till the shore from Caps
Nome to Penny River was long reacl
of white, glinting in the low rays O
the arctic sunset like foamy breaker.
on tropic island