Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1907-04-12
CHAPTER I.
.,,, Murder on the Beach.

~ ond looked at each other. He,
Ne stG' aathletic-a handsome man with
,a4nT p sort OF beauty ana a DASH
air: - well favored, perhaps, but, still,
8 not 81 iool, at. and wearing my blush
Il bad u u InroI1dly. For, at twenty eight,
& honoIISS one of the most popular
VS. isia NJ: and surgeons OF the Gay; ana
skill Iioo %s' before 1 had graduated from
Tree yea famous medical college; today
csFtaIlh5 read my name upon gilded
ii CoH 9llo a handsome office in one of the
= p OTfto%shi0nable thoroughfares In New
Isl inTmgene Dorrance, M. D."
a,jeans III ny, nT9 success, all my popularity,
Ind al ao,a sTy to my own efforts, my own
gFed S0I NV own pluck. / think I was
sac XIV ~ proud of my position.
stdon&Fgrryy scIiffe was young, rich, and re-
i Pa, Et'h handsome; with a sweet voice,
ssh iaOigg Ns Smile, and tender little ways
ssaTd. We %Ulf,0 There was nothing in life
b. exsi to- tn wish for-this darling of the
~ Hfe-path was strewn, with thorn
HS ,oses. and not even the traoltlonal
ag 9go5ow 1s"i as I stood upon the beach,
Nn omen fixed upon his graceful figure,
5555ndsome face with it's proud, dark
BE- HI5l' slow, bitter resentment stirred
g ,5i, nv breast against my favored rival:
bn
70 ne Wedge. Never, until we had met
ht Grand Isle, fashionable Southern
ne . ao mace, had the truth come fully
Il!s a ~ me. the bitter truth, that Esme
g?d I Pau - So | had dared to name her,
" b IiIiIt in my heart; beautiful Esme
XXI Trhom | had loved in secret and
4sl for wears. To win her I would
4 s. made every possible sacrifice; to win
Il, would have periled my own soul.
ieT had i''i been cold and distant to me.
:sra W. was an air of restraint in her man.
ny tVovrard me She had been wont in the
H 5oad days to call me Eugene, but
~ s che addressed me formally as Doctor
T ma PapI Ernscliffe was ever at her
~ aDD n the exclusion of all others.
III A Frnsciiffe was rich; could it be that
1sItb could attract. could win her?
ground my teeth together at the very
4g sit Yet / too, would be rich, some
IN y'' # only she would wait, if only she
s w 1--we me and have faith enough in
y when n W. came to Grand Isle / knew Esme
sj gone for a few weeks in. the late
Tather; I had meant to tell her all. and
STe nv fate in her hands. But so far
nd never found an opportunity to speak
Me with her; no matter how I maneu-
,gred | was always fO1led.
She had come to Grand Isle with her
arnons old father and her proud
hhiOnable mother, and her almost lnsep-
r6e companion. her cousin, Gertrude
SatIey. l had striven in vain to obtain
/ few words alone with her. But once
fhen had begged for a few moments
Tversation she had pleaded an engage
lent to ride with Mr.. Ernscliffe; and upon
1 second occasion l was interrupted at
As outset of the tete-a-tete by the ap-
annce of Ernscliffe himself.
Connecting him in my mind with the
hach between Esme and myself, / grew
b almost hate the man.
The night before that upon which my
toy opens l had overheard a portion Of
private interview between ESme LyeIl
nd Paul Ernscliffe, in which he had asked
H to be his wife. I had at once made
nat of Involuntary eavesdropping, but my
hart was numb and heavy with bitter
aUOw and disappOintment, and my bur-
len seemed greater than I could bear.
stood in the dying sunset. looking into
lis handsome face, and down in the depths
d my heart bitter sorrow ranked, for
byed her We'll and she was lost to me.
Il was a lonely spot where Paul Ems
life and l had CHANGED upon each other:
long, low stretch of surf-Washed
ZACH with not human habftation or a
aman creature in sight.
The sun had just gone down, and the
rest was streaked with angry crimson,
Don to fade away into the darkness be-
md Overhead, a flock of white sea-
1B Whirled to and fro, uttering shrill
des all else was silence. Ernscliffe's
yes shall never forget those eyes. held
strange, intent look as he gazed full
no my face
You love Esme Lyen?" he said,
5uptly.
do" I returned coldly. sWhat is she
yOu?"
Eyerything," he groaned. ''Now, listen
ne, Eugene DOrrance, 1 command you
give her up relinquish all hope of win
ing her for it is useless. You shall never
ave- her; she is mine, not yours
I'VE will leave that question for the
~. to decide 1 answered, frigidly.
no. We will settle it nowhere, he
ned madly.
Ills rifle stood resting against a scrub
* near by; my own was in my hands: :.
was leaning heavily upon it. We had