The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1910-03-30

louter air filled the garage with
windy tumults. Silberberg, sud
denly resolving to go. leaped to
the gang-plank; but the ship
rocked, and the wind howled SO
lalarmingly, and the pessimistlc
forecast of the pilot returned Sc
to freeze his heart that he retreat
ed to the platform, whining,
threatening Shayne with the
wrath of Federated Metals on
Change, whimpering like a whip
ped schoolboy.
Shayne, engrossed in the clear
ance of the ship, paid him no at
tention. The drawbridge roof
dropped down; the Roc, huge,
|steely and majestic. went out of
her vast nest, careening sharply
against the wall as she sailed QUO;
and under splendid management
fell off before the weather, the
sense of windiness ceasing as
she caught step with the current.
Her master felt free, and went in
to exult with Mrs Shayne. He
was an exemplary husband.
The clouds consisted of an up
per high stratum of plain, semi
transparent gray, apparently mo-
tionless, and a flying scud of bro
ken masses, which swept the high
err hills, and drove north directly
into the face of rising body of
rounded masses advancing in the
face of the wind. Shayne knew
what these indications meant;
but he suddenly gave orders to
lay a course dead for Temagami
lin spite of the northwesterly wind
back of those clouds. By wait
ing for the turn of the wind, they
might have made New York; but
every mile of northing took them
farther from the central Glow"
and into a larger circle of the
huge whirl of the gale. The pilot
knew that Temagami was out of
the question, though the wind
blew dead toward it-nay, be-
cause of that fact: for high wind
never blows straight, but always
in a circle about the "low!" So
Shayne. violating the rules OF
weather outside to make sunshine
within, was not surprised when
told that they were approaching
the line of reversal-the turn Ct
the wind.
Head against it," ordered
Shayne, land cross Lake Ontario
before dark if you can"
ct looks more than we can
face" said the pilot. "If it is,
shall we run before it, and try
for a Pennsylvania port?"
use your best judgment" said
Shayne.
Eyes, SIR" said the pilot, whose
best judgment had been to stay
housed. "And you may want to
know. sir, there's some sort of
craft astern, and overhauling us.
"The DEVIL" calculated Shayne.
"I'll take look at her,"
The binoculars revealed an
laeronef perhaps five miles astern,
with wide wings, in which he
could see the simmer of blades
in rapid revolution. The exclu-
sive rights of the Virginia, the
singular swiftness and power of
the flight of this aeronef, and the
Skinner in her wings assured
Shayne that he was pursued by
the machine which had wrecked
his monopoly and established a
new and more imrregnable one,
founded on the old and time-tried
basic title to rulership. land
lordism. Shayne gripped the glass
and set his teeth. The hounds
had been watching, then, to see
him break their doubly-accursed
|injunction! They wanted to put
him in Jail. The shame of 1t! He.
Finley Shayne. fugitive-for
sailing Gods free air, In his own
ship! And the danger of it. too;
for Canada and safety now look
ed utterly unattainable.
The mountains slipped from
under them, and the farms and
villages took their places on the
moving concave of the earth, as
the big ship made speed toward
the Mohawk. The south wind
fell. the houses and villages
passed more leisurely, and the
roar In the trees ceased. Entire
ly against his Judgment, noting
that the speed already made