Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1910-08-06

until he was within ten PAGES, perhaps
Of his destination.
But there he faltered and stopped
turned about, under an Irresistible i'm.
pulse of fear, and would nave fed had
not sheer necessity compelled him &c
stop again. There was a light. a
Infused yellow glow, faint but unmis-
taxable, shining out of the windows OF
the hut.
He knew he could not go back to the
Aurora without that box; 1t was neces-
sary both to his future safety and his
present command of the situation. His
one hold upon those sullen followers
OF his depended upon his being inn
peryious alike to terror and to defeat
II he were to go back now without ac-
complishing his purpose, II would only
be a question of days before they muir
dered him They all hated him enough
fol that, he knew.
Yet, even under that necessity. 1t was
three or four minutes before, at the
command of his burIy will, he began
creeping forward on hands and knees
toward the lighted window of the Init.
And when he reached a point where
he could command its interior, his
SARPCA "a lIOItl 0lQEI MN anu
he lay prone upon the icy beach. his
face buried in his outstretched arms.
For those two sailors had told the
truth.
Presently he drew himself hlp and
~squatted back on his Launches, staring.
Human or not. the figure there in the
hut seemed of his presence.
1t was staring at the expiring flame of
the andle in profound abstraction.
When 1t stirred, as presently it did, II
was with a natural. human motion,
and then the candle went out.
In the few seconds Of silence which
followed, his terror returned upon MIN
with full force. but it went away as
suddenly as it lad come, and with It's
recession there surged up In him a
wave Of british anger. 1t was nc
ghost that had sat in contemplation
over the contents OF that box. for IL
was moving now. with human footsteps
-faltering, uncertain footsteps, at that
and when it appeared, just visible ana
no more. outside the doorway, II called
aloud in a human voice-a woman's
voice.
At the sound of IL he drew himself
up, towering, before her,and, SO. be-
came visible to her-a monstrous,
blurred, uncertain shape.
And she cried put: this time in
terror. Then, before he could prinz
Upon her and kill her with his hands,
az his british instinct of rage urged
him to do, he started back suddenly,
and himself cried out.
For a faint circle of light, waving,
wandering. ~unearthly. was shining
straight down upon both OF them
through the fog-out of the sky itself.
Looking up, he saw overhead a single,
great luminous eye. and IN the refiec-
ton of it's own light upon the ice, very
family. the fabric of outstretched
wings.
Then from up there. overhead. he
heard a voice-a quiet voice. I'm
here" it said. Don't be afraid"
Blindly, Roscoe flung up his hands,
whirled around and fell. scrambled to
his feet again N fed. like q man hag-
ridden, down the shore.
AS he did SO, he heard a ragged volley
of shots from the direction of the Au-
rora. This sound Of plain human fight
ing. which he understood and did not
fear, helped restore TO equilibrium his
mind. which a moment before had been
lettering to absolute destruction. Once
he could get back to his boat and feel
the oars under his hands again-once
he found himself pulling out toward the
yacht, no matter how desperate the
odds awaiting him there might be
against him, he would, he felt. be him
self once more.
He ran on and on down the beach.
He had not passed his boat. he knew;
but he finally realized that he had
passed the place where he had brought
the boat ashore.