Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1910-08-20

loWSEou Liz 6loSScS Will q sigh OI Id.
tigue. and In the soft twilight the girl
saw that his face was lined and care.
worn. The yearning at her heart lent
she said:
you deserve to win, Boyd; you have
made good fight"
ooh, TIL win!" he declared, YEARLY.
Give got to win; only wish we were
past Port Townsend"
What win happen to FTaser?" she
queried.
Nothing serious, am sure. You
see, they wanted me. and noobdy else;
once they find they have the wrong
man rathersbelievesthey will free him
IN disgust"
moment later he went on: "Just
the same, It makes me feel depressed
and guilty to leave him-I--I wouldn't
desert a comrade for anything II the
choice lay with me-
"You did quite fright, - Cherry warm.
ly assured him
You see, I am not working for my.
, self am doing this for another
1t was the girls turn to sigh softly.
while the eyes she turned toward the
west were strangely sad and dreamy.
To her companion she seemed not at
all like the buoyant creature who had
kindled his courage when 1t was SO
low. the brave girl who had; stood so
Isteadfastfy at his shoulder and kept
his hopes alive during these last, try-l
! ing weeks. 1t 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 it, he remembered that
she had never seemed quite the same
since his interview with her on that
day when Hilliard had SO unexpectedly
come to his rescue. He wondered If I'M
reality this change might not be due to
some reflected alteration In hfmself.i
| Well! He could not help it.
| Her strange behavior at that time
had affected him more deeply than he
would have thought possible. and while
he had purposely avoided thinking
much about the bankers suddenE
change of 'front.' back Of his devout
thankfulness for the miracle was \
vague suspicion, a curious feeling tina
made him uncomfortable in the girl.
presence. He could not repent his
Termination to win at any price,;
he shrank, with a moral cove
which made him inwaftrySGrith N
owning that Cherry had nlaNsas
rifice at which Clyde and TIM
had limited. If 1t were indeed & e, 1t
I placed him in an intolerabic 4 Ition,
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 it.
They remained side by side on the
bridge while the day died amidst
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
a symbol, interlaid with sooty clouds
in Silhouette; on either side the noun
tains rose from penumbral darkness to
clear-cut heights still bright from the
slanting radiance. Here and there
along the shadowy shore-line 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
a 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-
compassed them.
Two hours more he told her, as
the ships bell sounded. Then I 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
This night-glasses; Boyd laid his hand
on Cherry's arm. Presently the Cap
tain crossed to them and said:
"Yonder seems to be a launch max
ing out. See! wonder what's up" Al
most in their path a pinty light was
violently agitated. by Jove!" They're
signalling"
"You won't stop, will your" ques-
toned Emerson.
II don't know, am sure. may have
to-"
The two boats were drawing to-
gether rapidly, and soon those on the
bridge heard the faint but increasing
patter of a gasoline exhaust. Carrying
the same speed as the Bedford Castle,
1.-THE launch shortly came within hailing
distance The cyclopean eye of the
ships searchlight blazed up, and the
next instant, out from the gloom leaped
a little craft, on the deck of which
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.
I The man on the launch relinquished
his lantern and using both palms for a
funnel, cried, more clearly new:
"Heave to. We want to come aboard.
| With an exclamation of imIatience,
the commanding officer stepped to the
telegraph, but Emerson forestalled
him.
wait, they're after me. captain;
it's the Port Townsend police. and if
you let them aboard they'll take me
/ off,
What makes you think SOP de-