Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1911-01-04
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sense Of his loss. . sense q wha& thaa
luckless trip ashore from the A1essA
In search Of that rosewood bo1 ~
cost him.
At IN increased pace he descsnaeA
from the glacier, crossed the valleV
and scaled the landwara side Of 60
Of the mountains Of the coast range
to q notch whore he could command
view Of the sea to the westward.
He saw there what, In the bottom q
his mind. he he'd Ill along been su1o
he would ses-aothiug but aAoeA0
barren. bleak horizon.
At that, for . while. his foetituae
broke down, and he ravsA a1a we1e
and cursed like one demeatsl. But q
last. spent, sobered. conscious onco
moro Of sharp hunger. ho climbed .
little farther Up the mountai1 70 .
ledge. whore, - his minute knowlodeo
Of the country led him to expect, ho
found . number Of loone sitting. Ne
killed one Of these birds with . dart.
and then, like the brute he was, axe u
raw and warm.
BY that time It was late In the az
ernoon. Bravado. combined with .
moro real belief than he had yet sue
ceeded in retaining. to the effect that
all his terror Of the night before had
resulted from nothing more serious
than q nightmare. led him to decide to
60 homo BY way Of the beach, rather
than along the dimcult interior tran
up which he had come.
The descent from the clia-head -
the beach was nothing to . man Of h3s
inhuman strength and activity. though
an ordinary skilled mountaineer might
have hesitated before attempting T.
Nevertheless. twothirds Of the WY
down he nearly feil-but for luck he
would have fallen. for he caught q
glimpse Of q lonely figure. . quarter q
mile away. perhaps. seated upon .
ledge, bending forward. chin In aand.
in an attitude which recalled, and
horribly echoed. that Of tho man he
long ago had murdered.
When he had steadied himself . ut.
tie, he made his way cautiously down
to the level Of the beach. His emotions
we're divided about equally bstweoA
fear and anger, the anger existing ~
cause of the fear.
With infinite caution he approached
that lonely. unsuspecting figure. slip
ping from the shelter Of enc rock 70
that Of one . little nearer.
Three times his left hand drew baek
the throwing-stic balanced and
aimed along . line that would send IT'D
thin ivory dart - swiftly and - sure.
~ to that beautiful throat % the one
that had found ana tra1snxed Perry
Hunters; and three times his mus.
cles braced themselves for the effort
to propel It. But each time. with .
breathless oath. he lowered the.
weapon again. and with the back 1t
his hairy hand wiped the sweat froW
his forehead.
The act had none Of the quality of
mercy in It; 1t was simply the result
Of logical dilemma. II the thing he
saw before him were q ghost, the
ghost Of the man he had already muir.
dered, his dart would do no harm. II
| 1t were not ghost; II 1t were what Il
looked more and more like - he drew
nearer, living, breathing woman-he
| licked his lips and wrung them with
his hand-if 1t were . woman, he did
not want to kill her. II he could b
sure. could only be sure. he would
drop his weapon and make one rush
and hold her helpless in those great
hands Of his.
And with every i've PAGES tha&
lessened the distance between then,
that certainty grew upon hin. No.
she was no immaterial spirit Of xsaA
long dead. She was alive: warm. He
| was near enough now to make cut ~
soft curve Of her throat, the retToaa.
| ing and returning color which betho2
checks and forehead. He could -
the faint rise and fall Of her brsaSe
when she breathed. He laid the throw.
| ing.stick upon the ice. drew nerves
| and muscles taut for his rush.
Then. just then. he saw The tAaaG
that made Jeanne close her eyoo, ~
flashing sword-cut Of that great 80.
| On wing, - the thing It bore tnSDea
upon the other.
Roscoe dropped down. % e - ~
been blasted By The sight q . sword
rock. He lay there. prone. hugSta0
| Ms 0SSO dlD 8Y0Us 10 0y0 -
rouse himself, did not succeed IN Hsfo.
ing his treacherous nerves ana No.
Giles to obey his will untn Il wss Quito
dark Then, without . glance bsAtn1
him, he arose and began serambluG
maAly up the broken face q tie tajek
and, reaching the top Of Il, weut =
| ana scaled the cli1 itself. Il wao .
feat which even he could hardly hsSo
accomplished except under The u.
tremity Of terror.
For only 20 long % was nscessary
| 10 regain his breath. he Lay painting
upon the cli6.head. In the DARK. rush
Ing along - II the precipitous trail h
| followed had been Q wsll-woen thoe.
oughfare. he retIaced bis way doons
the landward side Of the mounealn
and across the valley. He All ~
pause until he found himself sa8o II
the cave again beside the glacier.
Ito Be Continued.)
| a Burning Shame
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