The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1911-05-25


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chAsTGR VI.
1ea'e oeNfeesleM.
~ iaAsevais duriAg The aay those
sai0na&ieal words of Mr.. Fa1shav's
resWFol - ~ gtsi VIII tAs ro0sseiea
tAaG tAsy wanted sssloas thinl11g
ovss, at ths asst eoaveaisa4 opDor-
tanity. But he day wore away aaA
~ osoartunity "a not aeesar.
The captain q tAs yacht-his nane
Vas Was0&Owas O. shoeO b oo0r
mad a the ssassAiA0 party. bst tAs
asse o@ese. NJ. osa1sA rsmalnsl -
beaRl H vas fa Dssssssion 4 al
- 1atA thoagA ~ had not told him
tAs seosy 4 FAillp Oayiey's Old relar
5oa WttA the nuAgod man
N Sands 70 Fsasoa." ~ said. that
tAs only party a white men that could
b Aseo would b the survivor Of the
tsslAing expedition. We know from
the news that young Mr.. Fsnshaw
brought aboard that there 10 one such
survivor here II there were any
considerable number Of them left.
able s-bodisd enough TO walk across the
glacier. W could be sure they'd bs
here on the shore waiting for u. We
could b certain they would have
made some attempt to signal us a.
soon q they sighted W.
IT they weren't white men but In
Chucotss-thsy'd have been
chance to 90 back with US a. far a.
st. Michaels. And in the third place.
II they we're not Chucotes. but some
stranGa, unknown. murderous band Of
abor1ginss. there wouldn't have been
even one survivor Of the Fielding ex-
psdition.
-Of course that's not an absolute
water tight line Of reasoning. but It
seems to me there II . tremendous
probability that It's right. and that
this Tying man has lost his Wits
By four O'Clock they had decided
that, whether or not the sky-msn's
story might be true, 1t was high time
TO send . relief party ashore 10 ind
the lost ones.
At i've O'Clock accordingly, the re-
iis( expedition woat ashore. and Tom
Fsashaw and the girl wses LEFT alone
On the yacht.
Two hours lassr. perhaps, aftsr they
he'd eaten the supper which Jeanne
had eoooootsd in the galley. thsy sat.
side BY side, In tA0lf comfortable deck
chairs. gaxing out across the ies-dos.
The evening was unusually mild, the
Thermometer showing only . degree or
two below frsesing. and here In the
lee Of the deckhouss they hardly
needed their furs.
They had sat thers in silence . long
while. Toms promise that they would
keep brisk lookout against . pos
sibls attack on the yacht, had passed
utterly from both their minds. It
was sc still-so dead stiu: tho world
about them was 20 utterly empty ~
to make any thought Of such an At
tack seem prepostsrous.
Finally the girl seemed to rouse her
self from the train Of thought that
had preoccupied her mind. straighten-
cd up . little and turned for q look
into her companions face. But this
little movement Of her body failed to
rouse him. His eyes did not turn to
meet hers. but remained fixed on the
Tar hoetson.
A moment later she stretched out .
hand and explored for his beneath the
great white bear skin that covered
him. found 1t and interlocksd her I'm
gers with his. At that, he pulled him
self up. with . start, and abruptly
withdrew his own from the contact.
She colored little. and her brows
knitted in perplexity. What an old
bear you are. Tom." she said. Whats
the matter today? It's not . bit like
you to sulk Just because We disagree
about something. We disagree all the
time. but you've never been like this
10 me before"
Il always told you I was . sullsn
brute when things went wrong with
me. although you never would believe
it." he said. TIN so1y."
Il don't want you to bs sorry," she
told him; II Just want you to b . few
shades more cheerful"
He seemed not to b able to give
her what she wished. however, for hs
lapsed again into his moody abstrAo-
ton. But After q few minutes more
Of silence. he turned upon her with
question that astonishsd her. What
did you do that for. Just nowr
At first she was in doubt a. to what
aot Of hers. he refsrrsd to. do you
mean my hAndf" she asked. aftsr look
ing at him In puzzlsd curiosity for .
moment
He nodded.
'Why-becauss vas feeling q lit
tie lonesome. suppose. and sort Of