Martinsburg statesman-democrat. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1906-1921, 1909-12-17

| he stared at them half defiantly, yet
with twinkle in hts eyes.
Miss Leslie flushed. winthrope
swore softly. and bit his lip Aboard
ship. backed by Lady Bayrose and the
| captain. he had goaded the American
| at pleasure. Now. however. the sit
uation was reversed Both title and
authority had been swept away by
| the storm, and he was left to shift for
| himself against the man who had
| every reason to hate him for his over
bearing insolence. Worse STILL both
| he and Miss Leslie were now depen-
dent upon the American, in all prob
| ability for life itself. 1t was bitter
| pill and hard to swallow
| Blake was not slow to observe the
Englishman's hesitancy. He grinned.
| Every dog has his day. and guess
this is NINE" he said. Take your
| time, II II comes hard | can imagine
It's pretty stiff dose for your ludship.
| But why in--why In frozen hades an
American lady should object to an in
PRODUCTION to countryman who's GO
| ing to do his level best to save her
! pretty little self from the hyenas-
well, 1t beats me-
| Winthrope flushed redder than the
girl
Miss Leslie. Mr.. Blake" he muir
INJURED, hoping to put an end to the
situation.
But yet Blake persisted He bowed.
openly exultant
| you see, miss" he said, Il know the
correct thing quite as much as your
swells. / knew all along you were
Jenny Leslie. ran a survey for your
] dear papa when he was manipulating
/ the @. T. railroad, and he did me out
| of my pay"
ooh, but Mr.. Blake, l am sure 1t
| must be mistake; | am sure that II
| 1t is explained to papa"
Yes; we'll cable papa tonight.
| Meantime, we've something else to do
| Suppose you two get hustle on your
| selves, and scrape up something to
eat. I'm going out to see what's left
| of that blamed old tub
Surely you'll not venture to swim
| out so fart" protested Winthrope. II
saw the steamer sink as we cast OF /"
Looks like a mast sticking up out
| there. Maybe some of the rigging Is
| loose"
But the sharks! These waters
| swarm with the vile creatures. You
| must not risk your life!"
Cause why? If do, the babes in
the woods will be left without even
the robins to cover them, poor things.
But cheer up.-maybe the mud-hens
will do it with lovely water-lilies.
Please, Mr.. Blake do not be SO
cruel!" sobbed Miss Leslie, her tears
starting afresh. THE sun makes my
head ache dreadfully, and | have no
hat or shade, and I'm becoming so
thirsty"
And you think you've only to wait,
and half dozen stewards will come
running with parasols and ice water.
Neither you nor Winthrope seem to
We got your eyes open. Just suppose
you get busy and do something. Win
thrope, chase yourself over the mud.
and get together mess of fish that
are not too dead. Must be dozens, aft
the blow. AS for you. Miss Jenny,
SNpSo Jpa $eAii bieh bP coAiiS ittAS ebb
rig a headgear out of this handker.
chief Wait a moment Put on my
coat, If you don't want to be broiled
alive through the holes of that peek-a-
boo"
But | say, Blake" began Win
thrope.
Don't say-do," rejoined Blake;
and he started down the muddy shore.
Though the tide was at flood, there
was now no cyclone to drive the sea
above the beach, and Blake walked
quarter of mile before he reached
the waters edge There was little
surf, and he paused only a few mo-
ments to peer out across the low
swells before he commenced to strip.
Winthrope and Miss Leslie had been
watching his movements; now the
girl rose in a little furry OF haste.
and set to gathering reeds. Winthrope
would have spoken, but, seeing her
embarrassment. smiled to himself. and
began strolling about In search OF fish.
1t was no difficult search The
| marshy ground was strewn with dead
sea-creatures, many of which were al
ready shriyeling and drying in the
sun. Some Of the fish had familiar
look, and Winthrope turned them over
with the tip Of his shoe. He even
went so far as to stoop to pick up a
large mullet; but shrank back, re-
| pulsed by its stiffness and the unnat-
ural shape into which the sun was
warping it.
He found himself near the beach,
| and stood for half an hour or more
/ watching the black dot far out in the
| waterfall that was 10 be seen of
| Blake. The American, after wading
off-shore another quarter OF a mile.
| had reached swimming depth, and was
heading out among the reefs with
steady. vigorous strokes. Half mile
or so beyond him Winthrope could
/ now make out the goal for which he