The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1912-05-02

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You aren't strong enough yet to he
used as the SUPPORT for really good
| cry" Her voice was shaky and her
speech uneven. There we're still some
little half suppressed sobs in IT, hut
she turned her face again towards
the southern horizon. III that's the
army wigwag I ought to be able to
read Il. Tom taught II to me years
ago. Perhaps-perhaps II is he who Ia
signaling now"
Was there a search-light on the Au.
rora?" Philip asked. Il didn't notice
when saw her" lie tried to make
the question sound casual. but his
voice was hardly steadier than hers
"Oh. yes" she said. 1T was one OF
the things We laughed at Uncle Jerry
for insisting upon. but he insisted
just the same. It's very powerful
light. Philip" she said suddenly. after
little silence. rs II not plain i'm.
possible. that that we see over there >
You know you said and father said
In HIS journal. that there was no posi-.
bility Of a relief in the winter. Philip
Phillip, isn't II madness-is 1t the ice
madness"
But bcforS he could answer they
heard a rine-shot strS act In the still
air.
No he cried, the r1rg wait Is
over. Thank God they are here. FI~.
jeanne Fire the revolver! Let then.
know they are in time" His lips trem.
bled and tears glistened In his eyes
II 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 a dim hail In human
voice--a voice that broke sharply as IL
the shout had ended in sob.
IT'S Tom" she said.
Call out! It's your voice he'll want
TO hear But II was a moment be-
fore she could command H. She call.
ed his name twice. and then third
time with a different infection, for a
long. leaping flicker Of freight had re.
vcaled a little knot OF figures round.
ing one of the great ice-crags that
covered the frozen harbor one ig.
ure, a little In advance OF the others.
dashed forward at run Jeanne
sprang TO meet him
For little while Cayley stood hest
tating before the fire. Just where
Jeanne. in her lmpulsiyc 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 tic saw
her stop suddenly and throw an arm
around the mans neck She was
laughing and crying all at once. and
there were tears in the mans eyes
too. Philip expected that lie knew
that Fanshnw loved her His memory
OF that fact was all that redeemed his
memory Of their encounter on the Al.
rora's deck
But what he did not expect. was
to see Fanshaw suddenly release him.
self from the girls embrace and come
straight toward him. That was not
the most surprising thing-not that
nor the hand which Fanshaw was hold.
ing out to him. Il was the look in the
young mans face.
There was powerful emotion work
ing there, but no sign OF any conflict.
no resistance. no reluctance II was
the face OF a man humble In the pres
ence of a miracle lie stripped on
his gauntlet and gripped Cayley's
hand II was a moment before he
could speak.
ITS only Just now. he said. now
that | see you here together. that
ind II 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 certainty
rather than hope. It's as II | had
seen you here. together. I've seen you
SO thousand times. but now. that I do
actually. with my own eyes. it's hard
to His voice broke there
mere was moment OF silence, tEen
he went on: You must try to for.
give us. Cayley-me. in particular. for
I'm the one who needs II most We
know the truth OF that old story now.
No. 1t wasn't Jeanne who told. II was
poor Hunter himself. In a letter He
had written IL long ago. and II was
among his papers fwant you TO read
II sometime. think perhaps. when
you do you will be able to forgive him.
too"
That's done already" said Philip.
NO. not long ago-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"
IL 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 I'M
moved by the announcement. seated
as far aft as possible. the ensign. limp
in the following breeze. fiuttering just
over their heads.
Iooking up they saw one OF the