The Arvada enterprise., 1911-07-27
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eyes.
You aren't strong enough yet to be
used a. the support for q really good
cry" Her voice was shaky and her
speech uneven. There were still come
little half suppressed sobs in 1t. But
she turned her face again towards
the southern horizon. IT that's the
army wig-was ought to be able to
read It Tom taught It to me years
ago. Perhaps-perhaps It is he who Il
signaling now"
Was there q search-light on tho Au-
roraT Philip asked. IT didn't notice
whom saw hsr." He tried to make
the question sound casual. but his
voice was hardly stsadisr than hers.
"Oh. yes." she said. ut was one Of
the things We laughed at Uncle Jerry
for insisting upon. but he insisted
just the same. IT'S q very powerful
light Philip" she said suddenly. after
little silence. is It not plain i'm
possible. that that We SEQ over thers'
You know you said, and father said
in his Journal. that there was no possL
bility Of relief In the winter. Philip
Philip. isn't It madness-is It tho ice
madness?"
But before he could answer they
heard q rife-shot ring out in the still
air.
No" he cried. "ths long wait 10
over. Thank God they are here. Fire.
Jeanne. Fire the revolveri Let them
know they are In time" His lips rem-
bled and tears glistened tn his eyes.
It was lying under her hand. There
were only three cartridges left,
but she fired them all into the air.
Then, almost before the echo from
the cliff behind them had died away,
they heard dim hail in human
voics-a voice that broke sharply a II
the shout had ended in q sob.
It's Tom" she said.
Call out! It's your voice hell want
to hear" But 1t was 4 moment be-
fore she could command It. She call
ed his name twice, and then a third
time. with different infection, for a
long. leaping flicker Of freight had re-
vealed little knot Of figures round
ing one OF the great ice-crags that
covered the frozen harbor. One fig-
ure. little in advance Of the. others,
dashed forward at run. Jeanne
| sprang to meet him.
For little while Cayley stood hesi-
taung before the FIRE. just where
Jeanne, in her impulsive rush toward
their rescuers, had left him, then slow
| ly, he followed her.
The party on the Ice was moving
landward again. Even at Philips slow
pace, the distance between them was
narrowing. Jeanne and young Fan
shaw were coming on ahead. He saw
around the mans neck. She was
laughing and crying all at once. and
there were tears In the mans eyes,
too. Philip expected that He knew
that Fanshaw loved her. His memory
of that fact was all that redeemed his
memory of their encounter on the Au-
rora's deck
But. what he did not expect, was
to see Fanshaw suddenly release him
straight toward him. That was not
the most surprising thing-not that.
nor the hand which Fanshaw was hold
ing out to him. 1t was the look in the
young mans face.
There was a powerful emotion work
Ing there. but no sign Of any conflict.
no resistance, no reluctance. 1t was
tho face Of a man humble in the pres
ence of a miracle. He stripped off
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hand. 1t was a moment before he
could speak.
IT'S only just now" he said, now
that | see you here together. that I
find 1t hard to believe. Because I've
known all along that you were here
with her. keeping her alive until we
could get back to her. I've been the
only one who has had any hope at
all, and with me it's been a certainty
rather than a hope. It's as II | had
seen you here, together. I've seen you
so a thousand times. but now, that do
actually, with my own eyes, it's hard
to : His voice broke there.
There was a moment of silence, then
he went on: You must try to for.
give us, Cayley-me. in particular, for
I'm the one who needs 1t most We
know the truth of that old story now
No. 1t wasn't Jeanne who told, 1t was
poor Hunter himself, In a letter. He
had written 1t long ago. and 1t was
among his papers, want you TO read
1t sometime. think, perhaps, when
you do you will be able to forgive him
too"
That's done already" said Philip
No, not long aso-within the last few
hours. Come. shall We go back to the
fire? suppose We had better wait
for another moonrise before We try to
get to the Aurora"
1t was six months later, blazing
blue July day, when the gunboat York
town lifted North Head. the northern
portal OF the Golden Gate. Tom Fan
shaw and his father had gone to the
bridge, but Philip and Jeanne, the
other two passengers, remained un
moved by the announcement, seated
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