Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1908-06-12
CHAPTER III.-(Continued.)

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s1D- n.vod across the world to study a
p js.,ing monster, like Pelee in his pres
~, stress, but the idea of the girl being
~ +bp shadow of danger took all the
,.isb from the work.
~ should prefer to hear you discuss the
..ocbprv of volcanoes outside of the fire
t p,a she said, shivering. 'It's like
s g.tonng to ghost stories in a haunted
house"
:. declared. II don't say that Pelee is
DSont To rise and rend Saint Pierre, but
: n,ont TO take you all out to sea for a
~, DAYS. The Madame will behave her
.rattiest with you on board"
~ can't imagine anything finer, but
-or know mother is not graceful sail
Or"
unfortunately, any effort of mine to
,,ovail upon her might spoil Matters"
Constable said.
son. don't think that she replied
Dbnt it will be something of a conquest
FIR any one to shake her trust in Pelee.
Sill, III do what l can"
And I'll begin work tonight upon
Uncle joey. By the way, Miss STAINS
81 hnrv," he added in a lowered voice, don't
vou think that if I chose to stay here in
Saint Pierre, your mother might consent
more willingly to try few days on the
Madame? You know Pelee is more than
ever interesting to me now."
That would be entirely unthinkable,"
che replied hastily.
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GERS tightened upon his arm. The heavy
wooden shutters of the plantation house
ratified in the MINDLESS night; the ground
81 mon which they stood seemed to vince
q at the monsters pain. The man was con-
sciOus of the fragrance Of roses and mag
Doia blooms above the acrid faint of the
air. 1t was as if, through some strange
freak Of the atmosphere, a pressure was
exerted upon the flowers, forcing a sud-
den expulsion of perfume. The young
moon was a elbow, formless blotch in the
foued sky. A sigh like the whimpering
Of sick child was audible from the SER
wants cabins behind the big house.
You'll plead with your mother to-
night?" he whispered, as they walked
back.
Mrs Stansbury was on the porch. Her
nicely modulated voice, as she spoke to
her daughter, struck Constable with
cold force. The women went indoors.
Breen and Uncle joey were in converse
ton. Constable drew his chair to the
north end of the porch, and faced the
mOuntan-a vast black beast couchant
under the dim stars. Since he had gazed
IN that direction from the ship the night
before, the whole purpose of his life had
changed. Then he had asked no sweeter
favor of the Fates than to be permitted
to observe the giants struggle to contain
the fury of his fluids. Now his thoughts
we're magnetized by a new substance
the substance of fear. Self, the tribune
Of all his reckonings heretofore, had been
lifted from his brain, IS familiar vol
ume is lifted from it's case.
Il knew it," he muttered. 81 knew it
FIVE years ago-that I should come back
here some day, look upon that girl, and
become a raver like other men. To think
that l could stay away from her year
at time -
He regarded the double chain of lights
out in the harbor-the Madame pulling
at her mornings among the lesser craft,
like lustrous empress in the midst OF
duSky maid-servants. Between the black
mountain and the illumined ship stretched
battle. 1t was his own particular bat
tie, His name was called from the lists.
To win was to run away. The old mas
tering complication was his at last. Yes
terday a splendid contribution to the i'm
perfect records of seismology, such as
was now within his grasp, was identified
with his highest ambition. To-day the
safety of the woman lowered above it,
as the dome of st. Peters above the
head of a tourist. He was afraid of Pc
lee Breen drew over to him and sat
down upon the railing.
What's on your mind, PeterT
"A mountain said Constable.
Rain did not fall in the night, and
constable was abroad with the dawn,
regarding the white world and the source
OF the phenomenon, with the sketchy
fints of earliest morning upon the huge
eastern slope He had slept little, and
that with his face turned to the north.
he would scarcely close his eyes before
a cortege of volcanoes would pass before
him, as in dream-all the destroyers
OF history, each with vivid individuality,
like the types of faces Of all nations
the story of each, and the smear 1t had
made of men and the works of men.
Most Of them had given warning. Pc
lee was warning now. His warning was
written upon the veins of every leaf,
painted upon the curve of every blade of
grass, sheeted evenly white upon the tiles
OF every roof. Gray dust blown by steam
rom the bursting quarries of the noun
@ln, clogging the cutters of the city, and
The threats of men! 1t was a moving
white cloud in the rivers, a chalky shad-
ing that marked the highest reach of the
narbor tide. 1t settled in the hair of the
children, and complicated the toll of the
oees IN the nectar-cups Of the roses. With
'eague-long cerements, and in a voice that
caused to tremble his dwarfed cohorts,
Tue hills and mornes, great Pelee had
proclaimed his warning in the night.
g. Constable was standing in the garden.
0ood old Vulcan, to wait for her y ne
murmured. "Sit tight for another day.
ana keep stiff bride arm-for one more
day.!
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