The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1910-09-30
is JOSEPH VANCE

girl in the y indOws with whose ledge
his feet were almost level
And as this happened he called 10
her What were his words she neither
knew nor cared his meaning was very
clear
White to tie lips, she shut her eyes
and launched herself forth into space.
she believed that she must have
missed him It seemed that for mary
minutes she was falling. turning, twist
ing. hurting downward through the air
Then abruptly she was conscious Of
a brUiSing shock and felt her lovers
arms clip tightly about her waist The
falling senss ton was exchanged for one
OF forward movement, rolling and hsav-
ing The wind screamed in her ears.
all but drowning confused chorus OF
Tavening shouts rom ashore, all but
plotting out the deIonatlODS OF score
OF pistol shots
Then the Colleen. rigntiuE under
Creagh-s superb handling, drew swiftly
away, and in very little time vas out
Of range But by then the girl s world
was wrapped in darkness
In CadOEans arms she Came~tO realize
the living world again. As on a former
(. his; but now, as she smiled a smile in
nnltely tender. wan, wistfu1. and loving
the yo'-ng mar did not hesitate. He
bent forward AMI their lips met
She sat I'd, dashing the te~Us from
her eyes, and looked about
The island was a purple mist upon the
horizon astern. About them the waters
OF the sound were dancing choDpily.
fiecked thick with whitecaps- Out Of a
, heaven Of Incompatible blue the golden
sunlight Slanted- Ahead. the mainland
doomed like long, IOw-lying shred Of
cloud
Creagh, a crimsoued DandaEe around
his head, was standing over her with q
glass Of water thinIy diluted with stirnu-
. liant Her father, looking more strong
ana rugged and powerful and happy
than she had ever hoped again to see
him. had the wheel CadOgan still kneIt
beside her, and his clear voice was in
/ her ears
Don't worxy. dearest It's all right
now he sOOthed her. We've won
away In few hours well be in Bav
St LOUIS and no one IS hurt except
I his scalp-whiCh he doesn't mind in the
least
We're through with the island for
ever and ever. Please God, you'll never
nave 10 see II again vikings gang will
/ nave to wait there until evening They
cant get away CTeaEh will navigate
the Colleen back this afternoon. yVith a
sheriff and a posse from Bay St Louis.
Z and Vel wire the Lighthouse Board
I Immediately to send substitute keepers
we've the most valuable part of the
TreaSure-leweiS worth more than dare
eStimate-with US The rest can wait
IL except hide it
befeH
The sheriff's posse that Crearh tool,
/ back to the island in the CoIIssn that
same day had no difficulty IN rounding
uD party Of seven WilJed deSuer1,Io.sS,
too thoroughly aware Of the futiIity of
resistance 10 think Of Offering it Among
( them the accomplished and aStute MT.
I Ccchrane was foremost in laying down
ais S.u-s
But there was one unexpected occrYr-
renee The treasure-vauIt was found
closed, the treasure within il intact. So
far as could be determined And above
stairs. IN the main hall OF the mansion.
Willing was discovered, dead, with a
bullet through his brain. side by side
with the negro whom he had slain
Now, 1t IS a question whether the adj
ventUrer took his own life for some
unknown reason c. whether he left in
charge of the house. closed the treasure
chamber with the intention of defraud-
ing his comrades, and was slain BY them
for refusing TO reveal the secret Of the
door of stone.
The latter hypothesis seems most rea-
sonable- But COchrane and his party
VIII not talk. and CadoEan and his wife
| do not care
II tonight a ghost stalks through the
empty sounding chambers of the house
: on Plumber Island they have no concern
with it
Their home Is in the North in a CITY
that Tecks nothing Of the blot upO1 the
escutcheOn OF John TOpelius OF New
/ Orleans.