The Plymouth tribune. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1901-1911, 1908-10-08
xIu-fContinued,

Still, l must leave nothing undone to-
night. l want the years bright for you.
and | must try once more. After all, the
mother of my beloved can do no WRONG"
People might be safe away up there
on the Morne d'Orange," she said, fear
fully, "but you must pass to and fro
through the city,
Gently he turned her face from the hid
den city. Look yonder into the splendid
nightI' he whispered. Feel the sting
Of the spray. Hear the bows sing! It's
all for us, Lara, the gilded track to the
moon, the loveliest of earth's distances
and the sky afterward. We can't leave
this great thing undone. Listen, dearest
when the dawn comes up the Madame
will be wing seven or eight miles off
shore. I'll take the launch into the har-
sor, and climb the morne once more to the
big plantation house, bringing your love
and mine TO the mother-bird whom |
owe for all things good. If she will not
come with me, I shall command Uncle
Joey to take her to Fort de France.
After that"
She was clinging to him and sobbing.
After that?' she repeated.
we steam Tor Crt Oe rance lNe1-
ne said, "and Father Damien must spare
IS an hour from his labors. After that,
beloved, you am l and the honeymoon
cut on the swinging seasr'
Just now Denny Macready appeared on
the bridge.
Lara, want you to know this Den
ay," said Constable. Il found him in
stoke-hold, and haven't been able to get
rid of him since. He's my steward At
yea, my butler ashore, and Yours sclid
anywhere Denny, I'm going ashore at
lawn"
'Tis crool { hear, sorr"
That point is PRETTY well covered, Den
~. l want you-that is, I'm leaving
Miss Stansbury in your hands,"
Sh-sh-wait till ! putt on me gloves"
"llow are your charges faring, Denny"
Constable asked.
is ut tn little vans, you mane?"
"Yes, the natives"
IF | on'y had some goats, SORT"
why goats?"
Sure. I've been potherin' with lime
Eather an sea wather an wather straight
an sugar av milk-whin goats could do
at all, an betther"
Macready went below, leaving laugh
On the bridge-which was no little thing
The Madame crept in to the edge of the
Imoke. The gray ghost of morning was
stealing into the hateful haze. The ship
found anchorage. The launch was in
readiness below. 1t was six in the morn
hg-, Pugh, the new third officer, was
Just leaving the bridge Constable and
Lara were standing at the door of his
cabin
Il know that you could do no greater
thing than this-for me-" she told him !;
but when woman comes into her own
Is | have-it is terrible to be left alone
30 soon. There are warnings in the wind,
nenaces in the silence, dangers in every
thing. 1t cannot be that / have found
Eou, my lover. only to lose you again. Oh.
come back to me quickly, dear.'
''Three hours shall see us on our way
to Fort de France" he answered blithely.
Trust me to hurry back to you. Pelee
IS still now 1t may be that the pressure
Is eased-"
''There, kiss me, and don't wait, The
Fery name of Pelee is horriblei" She
moved with him to the ladder. II thought
would be drawer than this, Pierre Va
leurl'
He whispered last word and descend
I'd. Ernst had been relieved, and another
sailor was in the launch, one for wLom
preparations had been made in the dim
ball. Constable was happy. He va ved
kiss at the pale, mute facs leaning over
side, and the fog rushed in betreen.