The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1908-03-22
THE WINGS OF THE 0RNING

I'VE will console/ ourselves with a
bottle of champagne for dinner
Meanwhile, I hear our friends shout
ing to those left on this side CT the ISL
and. I must take an active interest in
the conversation"
He grasped a rife and lay down on
, the ledge. already gratefully warm
There was a good deal of sustained
shouting going on. jerks thought he
recognized the chiefs voice, giving in
structions to those who had come from
Smugglers' cove and were now stand
| ing on the beach near the quarry.
It wonder if he is hungry" he
thought. IF so, L will interfere with
the commissariat.'
Iris peeped forth at him.
'Mr. JenksI'
Yes" without turning his head. He
knew it was an ordinary question.
May I come too?"
what, expose yourself on the ledge,
Eyes, even that. l am so tired of sit
ting here alone"
We'll, there is no danger at present
But they might chance to see you, and
you remember what /"
''Yes, remember quite well. If thai
! is all There was a rustic of gar
ments Il am very mannish in appear
ance. If you promise not to look a
me 1 will join you"
81 promise"
Iris stepped forth. She was flushed
little, and, to cover her confusion
may be, picked up a Lee-Metford.
Now there are two guns" she said
as she stood near him.
He could see through the tail of his
eye that a slight but elegantly pro
portioned young gentleman of the sea-
| faring profession had suddenly ap.
peared from nowhere. He was glad she
had taken this course. 1t might better
the position were the Dyaks to see hel
thus.
THE moment I tell you, you mus
fall fiat" he warned her. mo cere-
mOny about it. Just flop"
Il don't know anything better cal
culated to make one flop than a bullet,
| she laughed. Not yet did the tragedy
Of the broken kegs appeal to her.
Yes, but it achieves its purpose il
| two ways. want you to adopt thu
| precautionary method"
Trust me for that. Good gracious!'
The sailors rife went off with an un
| expected bang that froze. the exclama
| ton on her lips. Three Dyaks were at
| tempting to run the gauntlet to thei
beleaguered comrades. They carried
jar and two wicker baskets. He will
the Jar fell and broke it. The other
doubled like hares, and the first MAJ
| dragged himself after them. jerks die
not fire again.
Iris watched the wounded wretcl
crawling along the ground. Her eye
| grew moist, and she paled somewhat
When he vanished she looked into tn,
valley and at the opposing ledge; tire
men lay dead within twenty yards o
her. Two others dangled from tn
rocks. 1t took her some time to con
troll her quavering utterance sufficient
ly to say:
81 hope 1 may not have to use a gun
1 know it cannot be helped, but if
| were to kill a human being / do no
think 1 would ever rest again.
''In that case I have indeed murdere,
sleep today" was the unfeeling reply.
mo, mol A man must be made O
sterner stuff We have a right to de
fend ourselves. If need be 1 will sxer
else that right. Still it is horrid, oh, s.
horrid,'
She could not see the sailors grin
smile. 1t would materially affect hi
rest, for the better, were he able t
slay every Dyak on the island with
single shot. Yet her gentle protes
pleased him. She could not at the sam
time be callous to human suffering an