The independent-reporter. [volume] (Skowhegan, Me.) 1909-1955, 1910-03-24

TOfe0eHu. Ills eyes were DuIStiuS. nc
sank to the ground dead!
The soldier from Rape- Thorberg. a
smoking pistol In his hand, the other
raised to his helmet. stepped to the
side OF Hollingsworth Chase.
by order Of her serene highness.
SIR" be said quietly.
Good God" gasped Chase, passing
his hand across his brow. Doping
ham. depressing a shudder. addressed
the stunned natives:
Take the body away. May that be
the end of all assassinsr'
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
stea med ont 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 same port. That Is why | was so
| positive that help would come sooner
or later. knew that we'd need help.
and knew that II | 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 Depplng-
| ham, and he meant 1t.
The warships remained off the har-
| Dor all that day. The British captain
| consented to leave small detac hment
Of marines In the town to protect Chase
| and the bank 10 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 that he
preserve the formers beard for all
eternity.
| The Kings Own was 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 HolIingsworth Chase, who
steadfastly 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; 1t called her back
| to the businesses where love may not
venture In.
The chateau was in a 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-"always.
Hollingsworth." Her eyes were wide
end hopeless; her lips were white
He bowed his head. MAY God give
you all the happiness that l wish for
you" be said. 1.-THE endI"
| 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.
"Yes." she whispered. "Goodby."
He Strengthened his shoulders and
srew a deep breath through compress
Id 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. ~ am sorry" she
said tenderly. rs there no hopper"
'There is nc hope--for her" 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.
"T'll 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