Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1908-10-29

VI Iue nope ana glory was deep I'M
der the water. Perhaps this circum-
stance was really safeguard to the
rest of the vessel, for the after part of
the boat, instead Of rising on the
waves and driving the bows still furth-
er over the bank, acted as an anchor,
and even as a kind of breakwater.
But ,Tankerlane could not be expected
to realise this. and he only saw that
the smack was a hopeless wreck.
"She'm powerful good boat" said
poWsett, as he stood. with Tanker
lane by the mast. 81 reckon she's
best teak Tides tlIrnin, sir, tides
turnin,s thank the Lord" He leant
forward and pointed at the sea.
I'll lake your word for it," said
Tankerlane, who had not observed
any change in the surroundings.
Tides turnin' sure huff. See that
bit. of weed goin' seaward against the
wind. You go. foard, and speak to
Mr.. Shil.. I've respected your wishes
| till now, sir, for the sake of peace, but
1t must have been hell for him there
this last half hour. My hearts gone
out to him, it has"
| yes" said Tankerlane quietly, at
must have been hell for him. Yet
we did right. 1t would have been a
bad time for all of us, and worst of
all for Tim, If he'd known my wife was
on board
OF truth John Shil had atoned for
much in that time of hideous dark
ness. He could see nothing; ne could
hear nothing but the roar of wind and
water, and occasionally the distant
murmur OF voices. No one came near
to speak to him. He did not know
what had happened, or what was going
to happen. He realised that the yes.
sci had run ashore, and that strangers
shocks, which vibrated through every
timber Of the deck beneath him, told
him that the woodwork was being
slowly shaken to pieces.
Tankerlane crept slowly along the
deck to speak to his rival His own
strength was nearly exhausted, and
| though he could see, he saw much
that he would rather not have seen.
ITS all right" he said calmly, "the
tides turned. We're on the wall of
Conasea Island, but the tide has turn
ed, and we'll be safe enough If we can
last for little while longer"
"Conasea Island?" muttered Shil,
! raising his head from the deck;
"who've we got aboard?'
Tankerlane did not answer, but,
turning away, went back to Dowsett,
who was placing the mast and, sail in
the dinghy. Shil tried to struggle to
his feet, but sudden crash of the
he RI RI,
the deck again
Tides runnin' out fast" said Dow
sett, maxim up for lost time, 1
reckon. Soon as bows out of water,
I'll get along to the William and
Sarah, and get zee aboard in comfort"
Tankerlane looked at the torrent
which poured over the broken wall.
Even his inexperienced eyes could see
that the stream Of water was dimin-
ishing in volume. Hntil the wall itself
appeared, uneven, black and Jagged
| like the rampant of some ruined
castle.
Then at~last the water left the fore
part of the Hope and Glory, and the
shattered stern. wrenched further
apart by the swift current of the fall
ing tide, broke away, and disappeared
in the foaming sea Only half the
vessel remained but that was safe and
steady as the ground itself
"Dowsett," cried Shil, lifting himself
dinghy, and went tearing up the creek
against the tide. Tankerlane went
for'ard and stood over the PROSTATE
form of John Shil.
Were safe" he said slowly, high
and dry on the wall. Dowsett is
going to take us on board his boat
His house has been swept away in the
food
"Dowsett,'' cried Shil, lifting himself
to sitting position and staring wild
ly from side to side Then Laura
| where is she? Is she alive? Speak
man, quick"
Tanke-lane was silent, and watched
his enemy with cruel smile. Now
| that they were safe from all danger,
| he had time to fan the flame of his
| feet, and threw out his great arms.
Where is she?" he cried hoarsely.
Tell me, or, by Heaven, If l can lay
hands on YOU"
"My wife is here in the boat" said
| Tankerlane coldly. But that can
hardly concern you. l hope that you
will act as man of honor, and re-
turn to the woman you have asked to
be your wife"
Don't talk to me of honor" cried
John Shil. shuffling painfully across
the sloping deck and beating the air
with his hands
'I'd be careful if were you,' said
Tankerlane. "You may have. nasty
fall | intend to take Laura away
with me. She shall never set eyes
On you again"
ooh, merciful God,' cried Shil in
his agony give me sight that I may
see this man, and kill him.
Then, as he rushed forward, he
stumbled over rope, and fell heavily
to the deck.
| And William Tankerlane laughed as
he saw the motionless body. The
truce was over between them. And
| victory was in sight.