Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1913-02-05

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az don't you keep her straight?''#z
Stuart sprang out and pulled the
numbed man to bis feet, half dragged
and lifted him as hore.
Here, here, wake up!'' he shouted
IN his ear. Get q move on you, or
you're goner..'' He began to rub
Bivens' Ice clad wrists and hands, and
the little man snatched them away
angrily. S + u.
Stop ltr' he snarled. my hands.
are not cold now 49, 5..@.s.
mo, they're freezing he answered
as he started across the marsh IN. u.
dog trot. pulling Bivens after him.
The little man stood it for a hundred
yards, suddenly tore himself loose and
angrily faced his companion. ... .s=
Say, suppose you attend to your
own hide can take care OF my
SELF 81. .ss=..=:= z. ...s -.z.
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"
'1'll do nothing Of the Sort" Bivens
said. ''I'll stay here till the next tide
and walk out when the waters ebbed
OF. 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 |.
can lift you over the big waves Well
be there in Il jiffy. Come on!' n. .. =
! 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'll see you to the. bottomless pit be-:
fore III move another inch!" he yelled
aavagely Go to the devil and let me
alone: I'll take care of myself" 49,
"All right" Stuart said contemptu:
ously as he turned and left him. 3.
He began to walk briskly along the
marsh to keep warm. All he had to do
tonight was to apply the law of self
interest by which Bivens had lived
and waxed mighty and tomorrow be
could take the woman he loved in his
arms, move into his palace it's master
and hers. There could be no mistake
about Mans feelings. He had read the
yearnfng Of her heart with unerring
insight. Visions of a life of splendor-
beauty and power with her by his side
swept his Imagination. ~. =
"She's mine, and I'll 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 change; his heart was
suddenly flooded with memories of his
boyhood, its dreams Of heroic deeds:
his mothers serene face, his fathers
high sense Of honor.
He turned quickly and retraced his
steps. Bivens was crouching on his
knees with bis back to the fierce. Icy
wind, feebly striking his hands to-
gether.
"Are you going to fight your way
with me back to- that yacht, CALI" he
asked sternly.
II am not" was the short answer
II 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 If you
stay." .- -. !
1--WE told you III take my chances
here, and I want w.
He never finished the sentence. Stu
art suddenly gripped his throat, threw
him fiat on his back and while be kick
ed and squirmed and swore drew
cord from his pocket and tied his
hands and feet securely. -.
Paying no further attention to his
groans and curses, he threw his little,
helpless form across his shoulders.
plunged into. the water and began his
struggle to reach the yacht. 1t was
difficult and dangerous task, but at