Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1910-06-11
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ana as ODRQlan 8 triumphant Cnuchle
required to him, the gloating Joy in
his eyes, the passionate tremble of his
voice, grim smile passed over his
face. The mystery was easy OF solu.
tion-if he was willing to reason along
certain lines. But he was not willing.
He had formed his own picture OF
Strang's wife and it pleased him to
keep it. At moments he half con-
eeded himself fool. but that did not
the more his old confidence and his
old recklessness returned to him. He
had enjoyed his adventure. The next
day he would end it. He would go
openly into st. James and have done
his business with Strang. Then he
would return to his ship. What had
he. Captain Plum. to do with Strang's
wife?
But even after he had determined
on these things his brain refused to
rest. He paced back and forth
across the narrow room, thinking Of
the man whom he was to meet to-
morrow-of Strang, the one-time
schoolmaster and temperance lecturer
who had made himself king, who
for seven years had def1ed the state
and nation, and who had made of his
island stronghold a hot-bed Of polyg-
amy, of RIGHTEOUSNESS, of dissolute
power. His blood grew hot as he
thought again of the beautiful girl
who had appealed to him. Obadiah
had said that she was the kings wife.
Still
Thoughts flashed into his head
which for time made him forget his
mission on the island. In spite OF his
resolution to keep to his own scheme
he found himself, after little, think
ing only of the Mormon king, and the
lovely face he had seen through the
castle window. He knew much about
the man with whom he was to deal
tomorrow. He knew that he had been
rival Of Brigham Young and that
when the exodus Of the Mormons to
the deserts of the west came he had
led his own followers into the north.
and that each July, amid barbaric fes-
tivities, he was recrowned with q
circlet Of geld. But the girl! II she
was the kings wife why had her eyes
called to him for help?
The question crowded Nathaniels
brain with a hundred thrilling pic
lures. With shudder he thought Of
the terrible power the Mormon king
held not only over his own people but
over the Gentiles of the mainlands as
well. With these mainlanders, he re-
garded Beaver Island as a nest Of
pirates and murierers. He knew Of
the depredations Of Strang apd his
people among tho fishermen and set
his armed boats, of the dreaded raids
of his sheriffs, and Of the crimes that
made the women Of the shores tremble
and turn white at the mere mention OF
his name.
Was it possible that this girl
Captain Plum did not. let himself
finish the thought. With powerful
effort he brought himself back to his
own business on the island, smoked
another pipe, and undressed. He went
to bed with the withered lilacs on the
table close beside him. He fell asleep
with their scent in his nost-ils. When
he awoke they were gone. He started
up in establishment when he saw what
had taken their place. Obadiah had
visited him while he slept. The table
was spread with white cloth and
upon it was his breakfast, pot Of
coffee still steaming, and the whole
Of cold baked fowl. Near BY, upon
a chair, was basin Of water, soap
and towel. Nathaniel rolled from
his bed with healthy laugh Of pleas.
ure. The councillor was at least a
courteous host, and his liking for the
curious old man promptly increased
There was sheet of paper on his
plate upon which Obadiah had scrib-
bled the following words:
my Dear Nat: Make yourself at
home. will be away today but will
see you again tonight. Don't be SUP
prised If somebody makes you a visit"
The somebody" was heavily under
scored and Nathanieps pulse quick