Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1910-08-23

B
ing weeks. It struck him suddenly that
she had grown very quiet of late. It
was the first time he had had the leis-
ure to notice 1t, but now when he came
to reflect on 1t, he remembered that
she had never seemed quite the same
since his interview with her on that
day when Hilliard had 80 unexpectedly
come to his rescue. He wondered X In
reality this change might not be due to
some reflected alteration In himself.
Well! He could not help 1t.
Her strange behavior at that time
had affected him more deeply than he
would have thought possible: and while
much about the bankers sudden
change Of front. back OF his devout
thankfulness for the miracle was
vague suspicion, curious feeling that
made him uncomfortable in the girls
presence. He could not repent his de-
termination to win at any price: yet
ne shrank. with moral cowardice
which made him inwardly vrithe, from
owning that Cherry had made the sac
rif1ce at which Clyde and the others
had limited. II It were indeed true, 1t
placed him In an intolerable position,
wherein he could express neither his
gratitude nor his censure. No doubt
she had read the signs OF his mental
confusion. and her own delicate sensi-
bility had responded to 1t.
They remained side by side on the
bridge while the day died amidst q
wonderous panoply OF color, each
busted with thoughts that might not be
spoken, In their hearts emotions oddly
at variance The sky ahead Of them
was wide-streaked with gold, as II for
q symbol, interlaid with sooty clouds
in Silhouette; ON either side the noun
tains rose from pennmbral darkness to
clear-cut heights still bright from the
slanting radiance. Here and there
along the shadowy shoreline light
was borne; the smell OF the salt sea
was In the air. Above the rhythmic
pulse OF the steamer rose the voices
of men singing between decks, while
the parting waters at the PROV played
soft accompaniment. A steward sum.
moned them to supper. but Boyd re-
fused, saying he could not eat, and the
girl stayed with him while the miles
slowly slipped past and the night en-
comprised them.
"Two hours more" he told her, as
the ships bell sounded. "Then can
eat and sleep-and sing"
Captain Peasley was pacing the
bridge when later they breasted the
glare Of Port Townsend and saw in
the distance the flashing searchlights
OF the forts that guard the Straits.
They saw him stop suddenly, and raise
his nightglasses; Boyd laid his hand
on Cherry's arm. Presently the Cap
tain crossed to them and said:
"Yonder seems to be launch max
| ing out See! wonder what's up" Al
most in their path pinty light was
violently agitated. by Joye!" They're
signalling"
"You won't st... =" ques-
toned Emerson.
II don't know. ana sure. ! may have
TO-" $500
The two boats were drawing to.
gether rapidly, and soon those on ME-
! bridge heard the faint but increaS
patter Of gasoline exhaust. Carry y
tho same speed as the Bedford Castle,
4 the launch shortly came within hailing
distance. The cyclopean eye of the
Iship's searchlight blazed up, and the
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a little craft, on the deck of which a
man stood waving lantern. She held
steadfastly to her course. and voice
foated up to them.
"Ahoy! What ship?"
'The Bedford Castle cannery tender
for Bristol Bay" Peasley shouted back.
! The man on the launch relinQuished
his lantern and using both palms for a
L %,rr {nH r1nor1v
i "Heave to! We want to come aboard"
! With an exclamation Of impotence,
the commanding officer stepped to the
telegraph, but Emerson forestalled
him.
"Wait, they're after me, captain:
It's the Port Townsend police, and IL
you let them aboard they'll take me
off,"
What makes you think so!" de.
manded Peasley.
! ASK them"
Turning, the skipper beloved down
the cleaning electric pathway, who
are your"
| Police! We want to come aboard"
What did I tell your" cried Elmer.
son.
Ito be Continued.)
What with the cocktail yarns about
Mr.. Fairbanks and the stories told
about Sunny Jim Sherman to Senator
Gore 1t seems that the vice presi-
Dental Office Is becoming pretty
strenuous job, remarks the Milwau-
kee News.
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The funeral OF John Peterson whose
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