Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1913-03-14


that the ascent would be easy enough.
Nevertheless, the campers did not
attempt II. Instead. they had made
fire of driftwood on the sand out
of reach of the highest tide. Near
the IRE they had spread fir houghs,
and on this fragrant couch James was
lying. lie was all unconscious, ap-
parently. of the primitive nature of
MS surroundings. the sweetness OF
MS haisam bed. and the watchful care
of his two nurses.
Jim was in a bad way, if one could
trust the remarks of his male nurse.
Tho spoke to an invisible companion
as he gathered chips and other bits
OF wood from the beach. He was a
young, businesslike fellow with a
clean. wholesome face, dressed only
IN a gauze shirt. trousers. and boots
without stockings: this lack. of
course, was not Immediately appar
ent. The tide had just turned after
the ebE, and he went far down over
the wet sand. sometimes climbing
over the rocks farther along the shore
until he was out of sight of the
camp.
Returning from one OF these excur
sions, which had been a bit longer
than he intended. he looked anxiously
toward the fire before depositing his
armful Of driftwood The blaze had
died down, but good bed of Goals
remained: and upon this the young
man expertly built up a new fire. 1t
cracked and blazed into life, throw
ing rudy glow over the shiugle,
the rocks behind. and the figure lying
on the balsam couch. James face
was waxen in its paleness, save for
TWO fiery spots on his cheeks; and
as he lay he stirred constantly In a
ieVerlsh unrest, His bare feet were
nearest the fire: his blue woollen
trousers and shirt were only partly
visible, being somewhat covered by
mans tweed coat.
The fire lighted up, also, the figure
OF Agatha Redmond. She was kneel.
ing at the farther end of Jim's couch,
| laying white cloth. which had been
wet, ever his temples Her long
dark hair was hanging Just as it had
dried, except that it was tied together
low in the back with a string of slip
perry seGweed. Her neck was bare,
her feet also; her loose blouse had
lost all semblance of made-to-order
garment, but it still covered her;
/ while a petticoat that had once been
black satin hung in stiff, salt-dried
| creases over her waist to a little be.
low her knees. She had the well-set
/ head and good shoulders, with deep
chest. which makes any garb becom.
ing; her face was bonny. even now.
clouded as 1t was with anxiety and
fatigue. She greeted the young man
eagerly on his return.
IF yen could only find a little more
fresh water, ] am sure It would help
The milk was good, only he would
take so little. | think shall have
to let you go this evening to hunt for
the farmhouse"
Yes. Mademoiselle," the young
man replied He had wanted to &c
earlier in the day. but the man was
too i'll and the woman too exhausted
10 be left alone. He went on speak
Ing slowly. after pause. Il can fnC
the farmhouse. | am sure, only Il
may take little time. Following the
cattle would have been the quickest
way; but ! can find the cowpath soon
1 &c ~ q 10 xttnt,ldv.fk ~
easy with me gone, Mademoiselle!
"Oh, no. we shall be all right now
till you can get back" AS she spoke
Agatha's eyes rested euestioningly
on the youth who, ever since she had
revived from her faint OF exhaustion
had leased her memory. He had seen
them struggling in the sea, and had
swum out to her aid. she knew; and
after leaving her lying on a Shiny,
seaweed-covered rock, he had gone
out again and brought in her com.
panion in a far worse condition than
herself The young man. also. was a
survivor of the Jeanne Dare. haying
come from the disabled craft in the
tiny Towboat that was now on tho
beach More than this she did not
know. yet something logged her mem
ory every now and then-something
that would not shape itself definitely.
Indeed, she had been too much en-
crossed In the serious condition OF
her companion and the work neces-
sary to make a camp, to spend any
thought on unimportant speculations.
But now. as she listened to the
youths respectful tones. 1t suddenly
came back to her She looked at him
with awe-struck eyes.
"Oh, now | knowl You are che
new chauffeur; queer name, Hand
Yes, ! remember remember"
what you say is true, Mademoi-
selle."
He stood beforc her, a stubbornly
submissive look on his face, as a ser.
want might stand before his betrayed
master. 1t was as IL he had been
waiting for that moment. waiting for
her anger to fall on him. But Agatha