The Lake County times. [volume] (Hammond, Ind.) 1906-1933, 1907-08-21
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or Bill Wheaton cfOucncu IN the SCeIu
while two sailors fought with their
oars. AS they gathered for their rush
through the last zone of froth a great
comber rose out of the sea behind
them. rearing high above their heads
The crowd on the surf's edge shouted
The boat wavered sucked back into
the oceans angry nav, and with a
crash the deluge engulfed them. There
remained nothing but a swirling food
through which the lifeboat emerged
bottom up, amid a tangle of oars, graf
ings and gear.
Men rushed into the water, and the
next roller pounded them back upon
the marble hard sand. There came the
sound of splitting wood, and then
group swarmed in waist deep and bore
out dripping figure. 1t was a hemp
en- headed seaman, who shook the wa
ter from his name and grinned when
his breath had come.
step farther down the beach the
bystanders seized a limp form which
the tide rolled to them 1t was the
second sailor, his scalp split from
blow of the gunwaIe Nowhere was
Wheaton.
Glenister bad plunged to the rescue
first, heaving line about his middle,
and, although buffeted about, he had
reached the wreck. only to miss sight
Of the lawyer utterly. He had time
for but a glance when he was drawn
outward by the undertow till the line
at his waist grew taut, then the water
T. Id
high up on the beach again. He stag
gered dizzily back to the struggle,
when suddenly a wave lifted the cap
sized cutter and righted it. and out
from beneath shot the form of Whea-
ton, grimly clutching the life ropes.
They brought him in choking and
GREATNESS.
"I got it." he said, slapping his
streaming breast ITS all right, Glen
lister l knew what delay meant, SO
took long chance with the surf" The
terrific ordeal he had undergone had
blanched him to the lips. his legs wab-
bled uncertainty, and he would have
fallen but for the young man, who
thrust an arm about his waist and led
him up into the town.
II went before the circuit court Of
appeals In Frisco" he explained later.
land they issued orders allowing an
appeal from this court and gave me a
writ of supersedeas directed against
old Judge Stillman. That takes the
litigation out of his hands altogether
and directs Mcnamara to turn over
the Midas and all the gold he's got.
What do you think of that? 1 did bet
ter than l expected"
Glenister wrung his hand silently,
while great satisfaction came upon
him. At last this waiting was over
and his peaceful yielding to injustice
had borne fruit-had proved the better
course after all. as the girl had prophe-
sled. He could go to her now with
clean hands The mine was his again.
He would lay 1t at her feet telling her
once more Of his love and the change
it was working in him He would
make her see it-make her see that be-
meath the harshness his years in the
wild had given him his love for her
was gentle and true and all absorbing
He would bid her be patient till she
saw he had mastered himself. till he
could come with his soul in harness.
Il am glad l didn't fight when they
Jumped u.s. he said. Nov We'll get
our property back and all the money
they took out-that is, if Mcnamara
hasn't sailed it"
YES; all that's necessary is to file
the documents, then serve the judge
and Mcnamara You'll be back on
Anvil creek tomorrow"
Having placed their documents on
record at the courthouse. the two men
continued TO McNamara's office. He
met them with courtesy.
Il heard you had a narrow escape
this morning. Mr. Wheaton Too bad
What can I do for youI"
The lawyer rapidly outlined his posi-
ton and stated in conclusions:
II filed certified copies OF these or
ders with the clerk of the court ten
minutes ago, and now l make formal
demand upon you to turn over the
Midas to Messrs. GIenister and Dex-
try and also to return all the gold dust
in your safe deposit boxes in accord
ance with this writ" He handed his
documents to Mcnamara, who tossed
them on his desk without examination
Well said the politician quietly, =
won't do it."
Had he been slapped in the face the
attorney would not have been more as
toniShed
"Why-you'-
Il won't do it. I saidr' Mcnamara
repeated sharply. Don't think for q
minute that I haven't gone into this
fight armed for everything. WritS OF
supersedeas! BAH He snapped his
fingers
Well see whether you'll obey OF
not" said Wheaton. and when he and
Glenister We're outside he continued
Lets get to the judge quick
AS they neared the Golden Gate no
tel they spied Mcnamara entering Il