Barton County democrat. [volume] (Great Bend, Kan.) 1885-1915, 1912-03-22

nerves nad been very close TO the sur
face. so close that II had required all
his will 10 keep his voice and hands
from shaking. AShe passed one of lie
sailors doffed bis cap and bowed with
great respect.
That's not the admiral, AIphonse,
whispered another OF the crew. chuck
ling. ITS only his privlt secretary :.
"Ah. haf meestake!!" M
But Alphonse had made no mistake.
he knew who II was His mates did
not SEE the smile OF irony, Of sly ridi,
cule. which stirred bis lips as he bow, .
ed 10 the passer Immediately his
rather handsome effeminate face re-
sumed stOlid vs'uity.
His uame was mol Alphonse. II was
capdous Offering by the crew. which
on this yacht never went further than
to tolerate the addition of a foreigner
10 their mess. he had signed a day or
two before sailing. he had eren beg.
ged for The honor 10 ship with Cnp-
tain Flanagan. and he gave biz name
AZ Pierre Picard. 10 which be had no
more right Than 10 Alphonse. Az Cap.
tain Flanagan WAS too good a sailor
himself to draw distinctions. BE- was
always glad to add Il foreign tongue
to his crew. Yon never could tell
when its Use might come In handy.
That is why Pierre Picard was al.
lowed 10 drink his soup in the fore
castle mess
Breitmanu continued on. oblivious to
all things save his cogitations. He
swung round the bridge. He believed
that be and Cathewe could henceforth
proceed on parallel lines. and there was
much TO be grateful for. Cathewe was
quiet. but deep. and be. Breitmann.
had knocked about among that sort and
knew that they were to he respected
In all be had made only one serious
blunder He should never have permit
ted the vision Of u face 10 deter him
BE should have taken the things from
the safe and vanished. II had moi been
matter Of conjunction. And yet
alb. be was human. whatever his dream
might be.
And be loved this beautiful Ameri.
can girl with all his heart and mind. II
was not lawless love. but 1t was ruth
less. When the time was ripe he would
speak Only little while now to wait.
The course had smoothed out: the sail.
ing was easy. The man In the chin.
ney no longer bothered him. Whoever
and whatever he was. be had not shot
his bolt soon enough
Hildegarde Won Mitter- was she to
be the flaw in the chain? No. no: there
should be no regret He had steeled
his heart against any such weakness
She had been necessary. and he would
be fool to pause over a bit of senti.
mentality. Her appearance had dis
organized his nerves: that was all.
Peering into his watch. be found that
be had only half an hour before dinner
And ii may be added that he dressed
with singular care.
So did Fitzgerald. for that matter.
and il took Cathewe just as long.
And this night Hidegarde Won Mitter
was meditating on the last throw for
her hopes. She determined to cast once
more the full sun of her beauty into the
face of the man she loved. and II she
failed TO win the fault would not BIZ
hers.
Never again would the splendor OF
her beauty burn as it did this night
Laura. alone among them all. went
serenely about her toilet. She was
young. and love bad not yet spread its
| puLLIe OelOTe 0eT Ieet.
On the bridge the first officer was
standing at the captains side.
Captain" be shouted. where did
you get that Frenchman?"
picked him up day before yestiddy.
Speak fair English an a bit O. dago
They're allus handy on u pleasure
boat He en- keep of tb' riffraff boat
men. An you know what persistent
cusses they be in the Mediterranean
Why"
"Oh. nothing, II he's a good sailor
Notice his hands,"
why. no."
soft as q woman's."
"Y' don't say. Well. we'll see IN
tough enough before We sight Fun.
chal."
There was one vacant chair in the
dining salon. NJ. Ferraud was indis.
posed. He could climb the highest
peak. be could cross ice ridges with a
sheer mile on either side of him. with
never an attack of vertigo. but this
heaving mystery under his feet always
got the better of him the first day out.
He considered 1t the one flaw In an
otherwise perfect system. Thus be
missed the comedy and the tragedy
Of the eyes at dinner nor saw a wo
man throw her all and lose ii.
us there anything can do for your
asked Fitzgerald. venturing his head
into NJ. Ferraud's cabin.
Nothing. Tomorrow II will all be
gone. am always so. The miserable
water" NJ. Feraud drew the blanket
under his chin.
when yOu are better | should Ike