Kingsbury County independent. (DeSmet, Kingsbury County, S.D.) 1894-1929, 1907-08-23

! the face like whips. But q flying mis-
sile from out OF the inky blackness
struck him on the curve OF the temple
, before he had gone 20 yards. and the
grip OF his fingers loosened. and ne
swayed and fell without a word. The
girl threw herself on his body, waiiing
thas he was killed aud that she, too,
would stay there n die, but a WHO
hope seized her that he might be only
stunned. and she took his body in her
arms, n half dragging, half carrying,
/ began 10 GO with him ones more by
tedious nches toward the beach.
Then the cyclone burst out afresh
With all the torrent OF its fury. n 10
move or even stand against the wind
was a thing Impossible. The girl ana
/ burden was flung heavily 10 the
/ ground. and a mass OF driving wreck
age slid above them n pressed them
/ down. "Oh, Pat. Pat" she cried. 4
did SO want 20 live with you and now
We must both die here
Three terrible hours more they spent
there. the girl expecting violent death
10 gal! on her every second, the man IN
her arms gradually returning TO con-
seriousness. And then, like whose
wind chamber has emptted itself, the
cyclone suddenly dropped its voice. IT
had arisen in a minute TO the full OF
its strength. and in q minut II lulled
10 a GREATNESS calm, leaving the air
secured and sweet and the land a
tangled desert, The sea alone remem-
bered it's flashing actively n fuIned
in a swell OF sullen majesty in It's
deeper parts and sent its angry waters
back In ripping SUI on 10 those shall
low western beaches from which II
had been so ruthlessly evicted.
IL was from this last returning tidal
49, Va yh-s vbn anal AD n crpP "a me- hnI
the two under that pile of wreckage
managed 10 slip from beneath the wood
when the waters loosened II and u in
the breaking dawn TO the higher
ground beyond. They were bruised,
Doth OF them, and Cambel was bleeding
from n 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 among the southern
states, and the air was torn with the
moan OF those who were left, lamenting
as they sought their dead.
That day all who could lift a pair OF
had work to do, and the next and
the next, but on the fourth day from
the cyclone. when the fallen had been
buried n the quick housed, Cambel
managed for the first time to get a
word en- tete-a-tete with this woman
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 il, but he began his confidence
artfully.
Elsie" he said, II came here to- Flor
ida on business"
Then" replied Miss Kildare, TIA
like to give business a knob of sugar
eat and flowers to wear on his
headstaII. What color was business?
White?"
BLACK, distinctly black, but vaIu-
able. In figures slightly more than a
quarter Of a million in English money
ought to come to me for my share out
of him, or rather. as it now is, our
share, yours and mine, dear"
"Oh, you duck. Pat! You don't mean
tic 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"
Money in the pocket Is better h
ten plans to get it there, any day.
Pat, We'll have a big steam yacht, inc
we get sick of Londo We'll go
and see all the rest Of the world And
you OF all people to become a successful
speculatoF! And wha ave you been |
making your corner in? Nothing I'M
clean, / hope, like short ribs Of pork"
Gold, If that will suit your lady
"Oh, this is delightful, You've been
trading on American necessities. Tell
me all about IT. l think / can follow
hears so much about the silver
that one can't help under
standing ii a little"
So with a pardonable couleur de rose,
tfnting Was available, Cambel
told the story Of his finding the chan
into the Everglades, his compact
with Shelf. the hazardous voyage of
the steamship Port Edes and the sub
sequcnt disposal Of the specie. The girl
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, in
domestic Florida a little dashing homi-
eide is such a 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.
We'll, dear he asked at last, made
very anxious at her silence.
mo, Pat she said quietly, " / can't
share in a fortune which has been laid
up that way. Heaven knows Tn not
squeamish. Hearing what / do out
here about trust 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 l have zone too far"
She bowed her face %gravely.
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