The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1913-01-30
lie down agnin flat on YOUR backm

lie down agnin fiat on your back"
Bivens obeyed. and the desperat
fight began
Stuart made the first few stroke
with his oars successfully and cleared
, the shore, only to be driven bacl
against 1t with a crash. A wav,
+ swept over the little craft.
Stuart grasped Bivens' hand ant
found cake Of ice on his wrist. He
showed the boats nose again into the
wind and pulled on his oars with a
ahead. For five minutes he held her
head into the sea and gained few
yards. He set his feet firmly against
the oak timbers In the boats side and
began TO iengthen his quick, powerful
stroke. He found to his joy he was
making Roadway. He looked over his
shoulder and saw that he was half
way. He couldn't be more than $50
feet and yet he didn't seem to be
getting any nearer. 1t was now or
never. He bent to his oars with the
last ounce of reserve power In his
| tall sinewy frame, and the next mo-
ment an oar snapped. the boat spun
round like top and In minute was
hurled back helpless on the marsh.
AS the sea dashed over her again
Biyens looked up stupidity and
growled:
why don't you keep her straightT
Stuart sprang out and pulled the
numbed man to his feet, half dragged
and lifted him ashore.
Here. here, wake upr' he shouted
In his ear Get a move on you, or
you're goner." He began to rub
Biyens' ice clad wrists and hands. and
the little man snatched them away
angrily.
stop it, he snared. "My hands
are not cold now
mo. they're freezing" he answered
as he started across the marsh in
dog trot, pulling Bivens after him.
The little man stood 1t for n hundred |
yards, suddenly tore himself loose and |
angrily faced his companion.
Say, suppose you attend to your
own hide-I can take care OF my |
SELF
II tell you, you're freeing. You're
getting numb. As soon as can get
your blood little warm we've got to
wade through that water for a hun
dred ya<ls and make the yacht
I'm do nothing of the sort" Bivens
said. I'm stay here till the next tide
and walk out when the waters ebbed
off. I'm not half as cold as | was"
You're losing the power to feel.
You've got to plunge into that water
with me now, and we can fight our
way to safety in FIVE minutes. The
water is only three feet deep, and
,an lift you over the big waves. Well
be there in jitfy. Come on
He seized his arm again and dragged
him TO the edge of the water. Bivens
stopped short and tore himself from
Stuart's grip.
I'm see you to the bottomless pit be-
'ore I'll move another inch!" he yelled
'avagely. Go to the devil and let me
Ilone. I'll take care of myself"
"All right" Stuart said contemptu- {
,usly as he turned and left him. {
He began to walk briskly along the {
marsh TO keep warm. All he had to do {
onight was to apply the law of self
interest by which Bivens had lived
nd waxed mighty and tomorrow he
ould take the woman he loved in his
rms, move into his palace its master
nd hers. There could be no mistake
bout Mans feelings. He had read the ,
earning of her heart with unerring
insight Visions of life of splendor. ,
eauty and power with her by his side +,
wept his imagina ton. .
"She's mine, and I'll take herr he
ried. LIST the little. scheming, oily. >
unning scoundrel die tonight by his
wn law of self interest. I've done =
~ part" !,
There came change: his heart was h
uddenly flooded with memories of his g
QYhood, It's dreams of heroic deeds: A
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