River Falls journal. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1872-2019, 1913-02-06

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men were already crazed with fear,
even before the leak was discovered.
One of their mates on the voyage
over was a fortune-teller, and he
prophesied danger to them all on their
next trip. After they had come into
port, the fortune-teller himself died.
And who can blame them for their
fear? They are all superstitious; and
as no one ever regarded their fears,
row they have no regard for any
tody's feelings but their own
"But we are in the middle of the
Atlantic, no one knows where. We
may. drift for days-we may starve--
the Lord only knows what will hap
pen to usi"
Agatha, who had been floating,
swan a little nearer and laid her
hand on Jim's shoulder, until he
looked into her face. 1t was full of
strength and brightness.
The sea Is His also, she quoted
gently Besides, we may get picked
up she went on. I'm very well off,
for my part, as you see. Can swim
or rest floating, thanks to this blessed
cork thing, and not at all hurt by the
fall from the rope. But I must get
rid of my shoes and some of my
| clothes, if have to swim"
1t is awkward to kick off ones
shoes and divest oneself of unneces-
sary clothing in the water, and
| cyaf Io,,oI,oI7 ~ horcoIf nc che ala
| it. mot exactly bathing suit. but
| this one black skirt will have to do.
The others must go. 1t was my skirts
that caused the mischief with the
rore at first. And was scared"
"You had right to be-" Jim helped
her keep afoat, and presently he saw
that, freed from the ENHANCEMENT of
so many clothes, she was as much
at homo in the water as he. Sud.
denly she turned to him, caught by
some recollection that almost eluded
her.
Il don't think we are anywhere
| near the middle of the Atlantic" she
said thoughtfully. James was silent
eating the bitter bread of despair, in
spite Of the woman's brave wish to
comfort him. They were swimming
slowly as they talked, still hoping to
reach the yacht They rose on the
breast Of the waves, paused now and
then till a quieter moment came, ard
| always kept near each other in the
| pale blue darkness.
"Old Sophie said something-that
some one had tempered with the
wheel, l think At any rate, she said
we'd never get far from shore with
this crew."
James considered the case. But
| even suppose we are within a mile
or two, say, of the shore, could you
ever swim two miles in this heavy
sea %
1T is growing calmer every min.
ute. See, can do very we'll, even
swimming alone 1t must be near
morning, too, and that's always a
good thing" There was the shadow
of a laugh in her voice.
Morning? That depends" growl
| ed jim. He was being soothed In
spite of himself, and in@spite of the
direfulnes of their situation But bad
as the situation was, and would be
in any case, he could not deny the
proposition that morning and day
| light would make it better.
"Rut aren't you tired already? You
must be-" James turned closer to
her, trying to read her face. 1T was
a long night of anxiety, even before
we left the boat Weren't you fright
ened?''
Yes, Of course; but I've been get
| ting used to frights Of late, if one Can
get used to them Again there was
the laugh in her voice, under all its
| seriousness, even when she added
I'm not sure that this isn't safer
than being on board the Jeanne
| Dare. after ALI"
1t was characteristic OF James that
he forbode to take advantage of the
opening this speech offered. The pos
sible reason of her abduction, heI
treatment on board the yacht, heI
relation to Monsieur Chatelard-it
was all mystery, but he could not
at that moment, seek to solve it. HeI
remark remained unanswered for a
little time; at last he said: "Then
the Jeanne dare must have been
pretty bad"
1T was she said simply.
Jim wondered whether she knew
more about the crime of which she
was the victim than he knew, or il
she had discovered aught concerning
it while she was prisoner on the
yacht Granting that her person was
so valuable that man of Monsieur
Chatelard's caliber would commit a
crime to get possession of it, why
should he have abandoned her when
there was plainly some chance oil
safety in the boats? He could not
conceive of Monsieur Chatelard's
risking his neck in an affair Of gal
lantry; cupidity alone would account
for his part in the drama. James
went over and over the situation, as
far as he understood it, but he did
none of his thinking aloud. 1t flashed
on his mind that Miss Redmond must
already have separated him, in her
thoughts, from the other people on
the yacht; though perhaps her trust
was instructive, arising from her own
need of help. How could she know