The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1911-05-18


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4 aAA thaG vas Ill. Thsrs vasat
~ rsal essreeseativs svt6saes
aeaiast hin. - Ahs ee0Ft0aetial dis
Missed The eass - 1ot Deevs1. But
- voslan't testify hinsslf. Dor have
. siagis witness called IN bis behalf.
nd hs resigned fFom the service thea
~ tAsrs. and disappsarsA. % far -
know, fro0 ths world. ] heard -
haA Q ranch Iowa somsvhsso in New
Aszico. near ssAdoval. think the
place was"
His father saw . quick tightening in
the girls horror stricken syss at the
sound Of the nams. which evidently.
In some way. helped corr0borats the
story 70 her. but hs did not question
hse about It
There vas Q silence after that,
while the three out thsrs o. the Au-
rora's deck looked blankly into saeh
others faces.
The silence WAS broken ct last. BY
none Of them. but BY . hail from the
shore. "Ahoy, Aurora!" sstsA The
voioA
Mr.. Fanshaw answered With . wave
Of his arm. That's Donovan" he
said to the others; then. Yes: what
n it?'' hs cried.
"Will you send . dinghy for IA
pleassf"
The boat was dispatched at oues.
aAA while they waited. Mr.. Fanshaw
borrowed Jeanns's nsld-glassss for .
look At the man Who had hailed them.
Hes In . hurry" said the old gentle
man. He looks II he had news Of
one sort O. another" They Ill bad
felt 1t In the mere tinbsr Of his voice
something urgent; something omin-
Gus.
It seemed an intsrminable while be-
fore the returning boat came along.
side the foot Of the accommodation
ladder. When the newcomer appear.
Cd At the head Of 1t. his face had
plainly written ON It the story Of
some tragedy.
What 10 III" Jeanne asked, not
very steadily. "Oh, please don't try to
break 1t to me! Tell me, Just - you
do the others"
not especially. l mean: nothing to do
with your father" Then hs turned to
Mr.. Fanshaw, II found Mr.. Hunter
sir"
"Dead?" The tone in which Dono
van had spoken made the question
hardly necessary.
Yes. sir. His body 10 lodged deep
down in one Of the ice fissures in the
glacier. could SEQ 1t perfectly.
though couldn't get down to It"
Tom FAnshaw covered his face with
his hands for 4 moment Then he
looked up and asked, steadily: "Hs
slipped. suppossf"
At the same moment his father
asked: DO you think We shall bs
able to recover the body?"
Donovan answered this question
first.
I'VE can try. sir. though I've not
much hope Of our succeeding"
Then, after . moments hesitation
he turned to the son.
mo. sir, he didn't fall; at least II
wasn't the fall that killed him.
found this In = cleft in the ice near
by. 1t must have been driven clean
through his throat, SIR
He held out, in q shaking hand, q
long. slim ivory dart, sharp almost u
steel could be, and stained brown
with blood. HE was murdered, sir. y
Donovan concluded simply.
"Give me the DART" the old gentle
man demanded. As he examined It.
his fine old face hardened DO you
sect" he asked, holding 1t out to hi,
son. There 10 no notch in the end
for q bow-string, but 1t will lie very
truly in the groove of that throwing
stick that Jeanne brought aboard the
yacht this morning"
Then he turned to the girl I'm
afraid your visitor last night was nc
vision. my dear. after all"
But the girl was looking and point
ing skyward.