Camas Prairie chronicle. [volume] (Cottonwood, Idaho) 1901-1917, 1909-03-12
CHAPTER x1II-fContinued.l

CHAPTER KILL Continued.)
Still, I must leave nothing undons to-
Night. 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
m the Morne d'Orange," she said, fear
fully, "but you must pass to and fro
through the ethyl ~
Gently he turned her face from the hid
den city. Look yonder into the splendid
nightp he whispered. "Feel the sting
Of the spray. Hear the bows singI 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 lying seven or eight miles Off
shore. I'll take the launch into the har-
bors 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, shall command Uncle
Joey to take her to Fort de France.
After that"
She was clinging to him and sobbing,
SAfter that3" she repeated.
I'VE steam for Fort de France then, n
he said, "and Father Damien must spare
~ an hour from his labors. After that,
beloved, you and and the honeymoon
cut on the swinging seas r.
Just now Denny Macready appeared on
the bridge.
Lara, want you to know this Den
n.y." said Constable. ~ found him in q
stOke-hold, and haven't been able to gel
rid Of him since. He's my steward al
sea, my butler ashore, and Yours solid
anywhere. Denny, I'm going ashore al
dawn"
IT'S crool t hear, sorr."
''That point Is pretty we'll covered, Den
ny. l want you-that is, I'm leaving
Miss StaAsbury in your hands,"
"Sh-sh-wait till putt on me gloves
"How are your charges faring, Denny 2
Constable asked.
lis ut tn little vans, you maner'
Eyes, the natives"
IF on'y had some goats, sorr |"
why goats"
"Sure, I've been potherIn' with lint
Wather an sea wather an wather straight
an sugar ay milk-whin goats could d.
at all, an betther."
Macready went below, leaving a laugl
On the bridge-which was no little thing
The Madame crept In to the edge of tn,
smoke. The gray ghost Of morning wa
stealing into the hateful haze. The shiI
found anchorage. The launch was II
readiness below. It was six in the morn
ing. Pugh, the new third officer, wa
just leaving the bridge. Constable anC
Lara were standing at the door Of hi
cabin.
II know that you could do no greater
thing than this-for me-" she told him
"but when a woman comes into her own
a. have-it is terrible to be left alon,
% soon. There are warnings in the wind
menaces In the silence, dangers in every
thing. 1t cannot be that have fount
you, my lover, only to lose you again. Oh
come back to me quickly, dearl''
"Three hours shall see us on our wal
to Fort de France" he answered blithely
'"Trust me to hurry back to you. Pele,
b still now. 1t may be that the pressur,
q eased--"
There, kiss me, and don't waiti TIL,
very name of Pelee Is horrible" Sh,
moved with him to the ladder. II though
] would be drawer than this, Pierre Va
leurw
He whispered a last word and descend
cd. Ernst had been relieved, and anothe
sailor was in the launch, one for whom
preparations had been made in the din
hall. Constable was happy. He waved
kiss at the pale, mute face leaning over
Gde, and the fog rushed In between.