Honolulu star-bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1912-2010, 1913-02-01

oct Us. Stuart commended, and
liz Gown again fIt on vnur back"
Er>"t.N "h-yed. and the G,<rr-ate
f-ht !s'..:D
>;r.."t made the FIST fr'r strokes
with EiS oars successfully "':h cleared
the shore. "n!y t" lie driven l,ac.
an '~t it s.:.h crash. 4 wave
sv."i Ger re 'itt.r c:..Et
>i.''~t >..l>prI Eivcn<' ha"l anil
fu,:I,I i Z" - ~ ice oN his wTi>r II
81 N,ri ti,. ,,UGi'< tct again ;aio thp
wiz! auL pu!'r,l on lis oars with a
S;"I,!T, ut>!m~;I;r stroke. ana she shot
n!..al. For ti!v minutes be held her
hrn.! iH:n II" SEA and gained few
var,.s lie set his feet firmly against
tia oak tia}h"r' in the boats SiIe and
| h:,,sH 10 irnSthPn his quick. powerful
stroke. lie found to his JOY he was
making Roadway. He looked over his
saV;slLer anl s:w that be was half
way lie 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-
pent an oar snapped. the boat spun
round like top and in a minute was
hurled back helpless on the marsh.
As the sea dashed over her again
Bivens looked up stupidity and
J groWled:
Why don't you Keep her stra ight?"
Stuart sprlng out and pulled the
numbed man to his feet, half dragged
and lifted him ashore.
Here. here. wake up" he shouted
in his ear. Get q move on you. or
you're soner." He began to rub
| BIvens' ice clad wrists and hands. and
the little man snatched them away
angriIy.
Stop it, he snarled. "My hands
are not cold now
NO. they're freezing" he answered
as he started across the marsh in a
dog trot. pulling Bivens after him
! The little man stool it for a hundred
yards. suddenly tore himself loose and
angriiy faced lbs companion.
Say. suppose you attend to your
own hide-I can take care Of my
self"
81 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 hun
| dred yards and make the yacht"
| IN do nothing of the sort" BIvens
/ said. I'll stay here I'LL the next tide
| and walk out when the waters ebbed
OF. I'm not half as cold Us 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 |
can lift you over the big waves. Wen
| be there in jiffy. Come on"
He seized his arm again and dragged
him to fbe edge Of the water. Biyens
stopped short and tore himself from
Stuart's grip.
"I1l see you to the bottomless pit be-
fore III move another inch!'' he yelled
savageiy "Go to the devil and let me
alone. IN take care Of myself"
"All right" Stuart said contemptu-
ously as he turned and left him.
He began to walk briskly along the
marsh to keep warm. Ali he had to do
tonight was to apply the law Of self
interest by which Bivens had lived
and waved mighty and tomorrow he
could take the woman he loved in his
arms, move into his palace its master
and hers. There could be no mistake
about Mans feelings. He had read the
yearning Of her heart with unerring
insight. Visions of a life of splendor,
beauty and power with her by his side
| swept bis Imagination.
S.She's mine, and ri take herr he
cried. LET the little. scheming. oily.
cunning scoundrel die tonight by his
own law. of self interest. I've done
my part"
There came a change; his heart was
suddenly flooded with memories Of his
boyhood, It's dreams of heroic deeds
bis mothers serene face, his fathers
high sense Of honor.
He turned quickly and re:raced his
STEPS, DINcuS was SIOuSh"S Ou uIo
knees with his back to the fierce. icy
wind, feebly striking hts hands to
gethcr.
"Are you going to fight your way
with me back to that yacht. Calf" he
asked sterniJ.
II am not" was the short answer.
81 am going to walk the marsh till
O'clock"
You haven't the strength You
can't walk fast enough to keep from
freezing. You'll have to keep it up
eight hours. You're cold and wet and
exhausted. It's certain death II you
stay"
I've told you I'll take my chances
here. and l want y
l. He never finished the sentence. Stu
art suddenly gripped his throat. threw
him fat on his back and while he kick
ed and squirmed and swore drew a
cord from his pocket and tied his