The Kendrick gazette. [volume] (Kendrick, Idaho) 1892-1968, 1909-01-15
CHAPTER III.-(Continued.)

They had reached the highway. Con
stable was thinking that he would have
journeyed across the world to study q
laboring monster, like Pelee in his pres
snt stress. but the idea of the girl being
In the shadow of danger took all the
relish from the work.
II should prefer to hear you discuss the
treachery of volcanoes outside Of the fire
xone." she said, shivering. ITS like
listening to ghost stories in haunted
house."
"I'll tell you the best way out Of It"
he declared. II don't say that Pelee il
about to rise and rend Saint Pierre, but
want to take you all out to sea for
few days. The Madame will behave her
prettiest with you on board"
II can't imagine anything finer, but
you know mother Is not . graceful sail
Or"
Unfortunately, any effort Of mine to
Constable said.
'Oh, l don't think that she replied !;
"but 1t will be something Of a conquest
for any one to shake her trust In Pelee
Still. I'll do what l can"
sand I'll begin work tonight upon
Uncle joey. By the way. Miss STAINS
bury" he added in lowered voice, don't
you think that If chose to stay here In
Saint Pierre, your mother might consent
more willingly to try few days on the
Madame? You know Pelee is more than
ever interesting to me now"
"That would be entirely unth1nkable,"
she replied hastily.
Pelee rumbled again, and the girls fin
gers frightened upon his arm. The heavy
wooden shutters Of the plantation house
ratified In the MINDLESS night; the ground
upon which they stood seemed to vince
at the monsters pain. The man was con-
scious of the fragrance of roses and mag
nolia blooms above the acrid faint Of the
air. 1t was as if. through some strange
freak of the atmosphere, a pressure was
exerted upon the flowers, forcing a sud-
den expulsion of perfume. The young
moon was a elbow, formless blotch In the
fouled sky. A sigh like the whimpering
Of sick child was audible from the ser
wants cabins behind the big house.
you'll plead with your mother to-
night?" he whispered, as they walked
back.
Mrs. Stansbury was on the porch. Her
nicely modulated voice, as she spoke to
her daughter, struck Constable with
cold force. The women went indoors.
Breen and Uncle joey were in conversa-
tion. Constable drew his chair to the
north end of the porch, and faced the
vast black beast couchant
Undar tho din, ore Nipoo bo hod xo,od
In that direction from the ship the night
before. the whole purpose of his life had
changed. Then he had asked no sweeter
favor of the Fates than to be permitted
to observe the giants struggle to contain
the fury Of his fluids. Now his thoughts
were magnetized by q new substance
the substance of fear. Self, the tribune
pf oil his reckonings heretofore. had been
lifted from his brain, as 4 familiar vol
nme II lifted from its case.
II knew It," he muttsred. II knew II
I've years ago-that I should come back
here some day, look upon that girl, and
become a raver like other men. To think
hat I could stay away from her . year
It time!"
He regarded the double chain Of lights
Mt in the harbor-the Madame pulling
It her moorings among the lesser craft.
Ike q lustrous empress In the midst Of
husky mAid-servants. Between the black
and the illumined ship stretched
/ battle. 1t was his own particular bat
le. His name was called from the lists.
70 win was, to run away. The old mas
ering complication was his at last. Yes
erday a splendid contribution to the i'm
,erfect records of seismology, such as
vas now within his grasp. was Identified
Nth his highest ambition. To-day the
afety Of the woman lowered above 1t,
- the dome Of st. Peters above the
read Of 4 tourist. He was afraid Of Pc
%. Breen drew over to him and sat
lown upon the railing.
"What's on your mind, Peteer
"A mountain" said Constable.
Rain did not fall In the night, and
Constable was abroad with the dawn.
egarding the white world and the source
4 the phenomenon, with the sketchy
ints Of earliest morning upon the huge
astern slope. He had slept little, and
hat with his face turned to the north.
ae would scarcely close his eyes before
CVTtcSC VI VOsCuuOCo WOuiu pass UeIOTS
i'm, as In q dream-all the destroyers
4 history, each with a vivid individuality,
Ike tho types Of faces Of all nations
he story of each. and the smear 1t had
made Of men and the works Of men.
Most Of them had given warning. Pc
ee was warning now. His warning was
written upon the veins Of every leaf,
'ainted upon the curve Of every blade Of
rass. sheeted evenly white upon the tiles
4 every roof. Gray dust blown BY steam
rom the bursting quarries Of the noun
ain. clogging the cutters Of the city, and
he throats Of men! 1t was a moving
White cloud in the rivers. a chalky shad. |
ng that marked the highest reach of the |
larhor tide. 1t settled in the hair Of the
hildren, and complicated the toll Of the |
ices in the nectar-cups Of the roses. With
eague-long cerements. and In a voice that
sused to tremble his dwarfed cohorts,
be hills and mornes. great Pelee had
his warning In the night.
Constable was standing In the garden. |
Good old Vulcan, to wait for her I" he
nurmured. "Sit tight for another day,
nd keep . stiff bridls-arm-for one more
ayr"
ut isn't really ash. you Know" he
ound himself saying at breakfast but
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