Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1909-11-26

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side of Hollingsworth Chase.
"By order of her serene highness,
sir" he said quietly.
"Good God!" gasped Chase, passing
his hand across his brow. Depping-
ham, REFRESHING a shudder. addressed
the stunned natives:
stake the body away. May that be
the end of all assassins!"
The Kings Own came alongside the
American vessel In less than an hour.
Accompanied by the British agent, Mr..
Bowles, Chase and ~Deppingham left
the dock in the company's tug and
steamed out toward the two monsters.
The American had made no move to
send men ashore.
Standing on the forward deck of the
swift little tug, Chase unconcernedly
accounted for the timely arrival of the
two cruisers.
'"Three weeks ago / sent out letters
by the mail steamer, to be delivered to
the English or American command
ers, wherever they might be found.
Undoubtedly they were met with In
the anne port. That is why 1 was so
positive that help would come sooner
or later. l knew that we'd need help,
and l knew that II I brought the
cruisers my power over these people
would never be disturbed again"
"My word!' exclaimed the admiring
Bowles.
"Chase, you may be theatric, but
you are the most dependable chap the
world has ever known" said Doping
ham, and he meant 1t.
The warships remained off the har-
Dor all that day. The British captain
consented to leave a small detachment
of marines In the town to protect Chase
and the bank. To a man the islanders
pledged fealty to the cause of peace
and Justice. They shouted the names
of Chase and Allah In the same breath
and demanded of the latter hat be
preser so~ the formers +&v-wd for all
eternity. E
The Kings Own wal to convey the
liberated heirs to Alden, whittier the
cruiser was bound. AT that port a
p. and o. steamer would pick them up.
One white man elected to stay on the
island with Hollingsworth Chase, who
s~teadfastly refused to desert his post
until Sir John Brodney indicated that
his mission was completed. That one
man was the wearer of the red jacket,
the bearer of the kings commission In
Japat, the undaunted Mr.. Bowles.
The Princess Genevra, the wistful
light deepening hourly In her blue gray
eyes, avoided being alone with the
man whom she was leaving behind.
She had made up her mind to accept
the fate inevitable. He had ~reconciled
himself to the ending of an impossible
dream. There was nothing more to
say except farewell.
The last day dawned. The sun
smiled down upon them. The soft
breeze of the sea whispered the curse
of destiny into their ears. 1t crooned
the song of heritage; it called her back
to the businesses where love may not
venture in.
The chateau was In q state of up
heaval. The exodus was beginning.
The princess waited until the last mo-
ment. She went to him. He was
standing apart from the rest, coldly
Indifferent to the pangs he was suffer
ing.
II shall love you always" she said
simply, giving him her hand-"afways
Hollingsworth." Her eyes were wide
and hopeless; her lips were white.
He bowed his head. MAY God give
=, oil kI1 Honnf,nce that 7 xrtcI, fn,
you" he said. "The end!"
She looked steadily into his eyes for
a long time, searching his soul for the
hope that never dies. Then she gently
withdrew her hands and stood away
from him. humbled In her own soul.
EYES," she whispered. "Goodby."
He Strengthened his shoulders and
drew a deep breath through compress.
cd nostrils. "Goodby! God bless your
was all that he said.
She left him standing there. The
wall between them was too high, too
impregnable, for even love to storm.
Lady Deppingham came to him there
a moment later. 81 am sorry" she
said tenderly. lis there no hopper"
"There is no hope-for herr he said
bitterly. "She was condemned too long
ago."
On the pier they said goodby to him.
He was laughing as gayly and as
blithely as If the world held no sor-
rows in all its mighty grasp.
"Tl look you up in London" he said
to the Deppinghams. Remember, the
real trial is yet to come. Goodby,
Browne. Goodby, all. You may come
again another day"
The launch slipped away from the
pier. He and Bowles stood there, side
by side, pale faced, but smiling, wav-
ing their handkerchiefs. He felt that
Genevra was still looking into his eyes
ever when the launch crept up under
the walls of the distant ship.
Slowly the great vessel got under