The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1907-08-22

he face like whips. But a flying mis-
sile from out of the inky blackness
struck him on the curve OF the temple
before he had gone 20 yards, n the
grip of his fingers loosened. n 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 a 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 q. 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. Il
did SO want to live with you and now
we must both die here!!"
Three terrible hours more they spent
there, the girl expecting violent death
10 rail- on her every SECOND, the man. in
her arms gradually returning to con-
seriousness. And then, like organ whose
wind chamber has ernptied itself, the
cyclone suddenly dropped it's voice. 1t
had arisen in q minute TO the full of
it's strength, and in n minute 1T lulled
= u SatIil, lGat LIE LIN Gil
secured and sweet and the land a
tangledsdesert. The sea alone remem-
bered its flashing, actively and funted
Iii Il swell .of suilen majesty in Its
deeper parts and sent It's angry waters
Jack in ripping. surf on to those$shal-
low western beaches from which it
had been%so ruthlesslyy evicted.
1t was from this last returning tidal
wave that the final danger came, but
the two under that pile of wreckage
u 49, -lf~l q,~-. l.~ ...A -
when the waters loosened it and. runy1n
the breaking dawn to the higher
ground. beyond. They were bruised,
both 'of%them, and Cambelswas bleeding
from a Jagged cut on the head; but,
after all. their hurts were strifing COM
Three thousand people died in that
| nights work among the southern
states and the air was torn with the
moan.o of those who werealeft, lamenting
as they sought their dead.
/ That.day all who could lift a pair OF
hands had work to do, and the next and
the next, but .op the, fourth day from
the cyclone. when the fallen had been
buried and the quick. housed. Cambel
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 t. be- his wife. He had
co1fsd the, matter over in his mind.
!, srd after heavy argument had decided
| hot 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 q competence.
| He had visions of difficulties with her
over 1t. but he began his confidence
a%rtfully.
Elsie" he said, II came here to Flor
idason business"
Then" replied. Miss Kildare, I'd
like to give business n knob of sugar
ttn cot nnd ny-ar 70 yryn c> l;1
headstall. What color was business?
White."
BLACK. distinctly black, but valu-
able. In %figures slightly more tha a
quarter of a million in English money
to come to me for my share out
of him, or rather. as it now is, our
share, our 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 1t better. It's there, and that's
the main thing"
ten plans, to get it there, any day.
Pat, We'll have a big steam yacht. and
when we get sick of London We'll go
and seesall the rest of the world. a,Ild
| you-of all people to become a successful
Spectator. And what have you been
n SouI III y H 4NoIilllS III
clean. 1 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 it. 1 think I can. follow.
fOne hears so much about the silver
| question that n can't help UNDER
standing it a little"
| 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
the steamship Port Edes the sub
| sequent disposal of the specie. The. girl
listened to the tale with close attention
and unmoved face. Even. the accoun
of the mutiny and the grewsome en-
counter between Mutt and his friend
failed to call up comment, because in
domestic Florida q little dashing ,homi-
eide is such a very common occurrence
But when Patrick. Ca1nbel had finished
his say and looked to her for approval
he only got a grave and decisive shake
of the bur head.
We'll, dear" he asked at last, made
very anxious at her silence.
mo, Pat" she said quietly, I can't
share, In a fortune which has been laid
up that way. Heaven Knows I'm not
~squeamtsh. Hearing what 7 do out
here about trusts and corners and syn
dictates, 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 toe far?"
She bowed her face gravely.
Continued Next Week.)
90 You Wear a Soup strainer7
The pretty girl frowned.
Suppose she said, that the
waiter had spilled that plate of soup