The Mena weekly star., 1911-04-20
Albert hIscuit-.

she would have expected had he reached the end. So she looked ouick. V and curiously up into his face. As quiekly, her eyes sought the bit of pa- per which still lay open in his hand.
 You didn't finish" she said. There was something else"
 thought too late. Ohl it's noth- ins' but 1t caught me-rather. and thought would spare you the twinge that finding it had given mo. I might better have read 1t risht out. It was Dig plum pudding, in a tin. you know-Cross & Blackwelrs But there II was, waiting. I suppose. to lend some sort of an air of festiyity to their next Christmas"
 The girl rose from her seat beside him and going over to the window. stood for while gazing up the beach.
 It was just about the same time in the afternoon that 1t had been ysster- oay when he set out. a-wing, to find her, and had come flying down out of the sky to drive away the sudden nameless terror which had. beset her. That thought led him, now to visua- nze some sticks of wood, rather too large to carry. which had been lying on the beach near where he had found Der. Thinking that it would be a good time to get them and drag them in, he got harpoon line. and 1t was the girls question what he meant to do with the rope. which caused him to tell her what part of the beach he in tended to visit He asked her then if she cared to come with him, but after moments hesitation, she declined.
 Tt will be high time for supper be- fore you can get back" she said, "and I'd better stay here and get 1t ready, that is. unless l can help you"
 So he set off alone
 For awhile the occupation of setting their disordered living room to rights and getting the supper started were sufficient to take the whole of the girls attention. But later, when 1t was a question merely of waiting for the pot to boil, and of not watching it so that it would boil sooner, she moved restlessly to the door and stood there, before the hut, gazing down the beach in the direction Cayley had taken. He was already out of sight around the headland
 She wished she had gone with Philip, and she gazed with straining eyes toward the narrow bit of slant ing beach around the base of the head land which was the place where he must appear. He was not to be ex- pected yet, not for long time, prob ably, for his progress, dragging those great s.'cks he had set out to bring home, must be slow.
 And then, even as she looked. she saw him. not moving slowly with his burden, but running-running at his topmost speed, like a man in fear of something.
 Instinotively she moved forward to meet him, and this move of hers en- abled him to see her. He slackened his pace instantly. and waved her back toward the hut. She obeyed that imperative gesture of his, without hes itation. but still remained in the door way, watching him as he rapidly drew nearer.
 When he had got near enough so that she could see his face and read, more or less. what she saw there, she again moved forward to meet him, and this time he did not wave her back. When he came within arm's 8 reach of her. he caught her and held her tight in his two hands.
 What is it. Phnip7" she asked, searching the depth Of hts eyes and trying to plumb the horror she saw in them. What happened out there7''
 "Nething-happeDed. But saw something there that made me anx- ious for your safety. It's al risht now you're safe. Nothing has happened here. has there, while have been gene?"
 "Nothing. What could have hap pened, Philip! It cant be anything that you're afraid to tsll me-" she went oa, for he had not answered her. "Thers can't be anything you'd be afraid to tsil me now-not after yes terday"
 "oh, no; it's not so bad as that, but ' saw that had been wrong to leave you, even for that little while. You soc the sight of the place brought back to my mind what you had told me yesterday of the terror you had fsft there. and of the thing that you saw in the twilight And so I looked about and-Jeanne. 1t was no base less terror. no product of the twilight and the fact that you were far from home. There was something there, slipping along from the shelter of one boulder to that of another. I found the tracks in the snow. They weren't more than ten paces away from you when came down out of the sky"
 Was it the bear?" she asked. That was what you thought 1t might have been, at the time" But he could see In her eyes that this was not the an- swer she expected.
 He shook his head; that told her enough.
 As Roscoe fled along the beach on the night Cayley descended upon him through the fog, there was no doubt in his mind that he hac seen the ghost of the man he had murdered and the shadow of a black averaging spirit lowering over his head.
 When he found that his boat had gone adrift and that his only means nf petting hack to the Aurora had