The Forrest City times., 1913-08-22

hands hard and firm at the reins. Saladin was behaving very badly, but at least he was superb, worth con- quering, if-
 4 brief thrill of apprehension seized her as, again drawing near the point of land. he showed no signs of yield ing resisted all her attempts to turn. to direct him to IL. With nostrils thrust forward and breathing strong, he continued to choose his own course, to whirl her on, past the promontory; around into the great bay beyond-now vast expanse, or desert of sand, broken only, about half way across, by the small isle of Casque. Toward this rocky forma- tion, a pygmy to the great Mount from which 1t lay concealed by the intervening projection of land, the horse rushed
 On. on, In vain she still endeavored to stop him: thinking uneasily of stories the fishermen told of this neighboring coast; of the sands that often shifted here, setting pitfalls for the unwar. She saw the sky grow yet darker. noted the nearer ffashings of light, and heard the louder rumb lings that followed. Then presently another danger she had long been con- scious of, on sudden became real.
 She saw. or thought she saw, faint streak, like a silver line drawn across the sky where the yellow sands Saladin seemed to observe 1t, too; to detect in 1t cause for wonder; reason for hesitation. At any rate, that head long speed now showed signs of di- minishing; he clipped and tossed the sand less vigorously, and looked around at his mistress with wild. un- easy eyes. Again she spoke to him; pulled with all her strength at the reins, and. at once, he stopped
 None too soon' Great drops of rain had begun to fall, but the girl did not notice them. The white line alone riveted her attention! It seemed to grow broader; to acquire an intangible movement of its own; at the same time to give out 8 sound-a strange, low droning that filled the air Heard 1 for the first time, a stranger at the Mount would have found it inexplic- able; to the Governor daughter, the menacing cadence left no room for doubt as to it's origin.
 The girls cheek paled; her gaze swung in the opposite direction, to- ward the point of land, now so dis tant Could they reach 1t? She did not believe they could; indeed, the | grand" tide coming up behind on the verge Of the storm, faster than any 1 horse could gallop, would overtake them midway. And Saladin seemed l to know it also; beneath her, he trembled Yet must they try, she l thought, and had frightened the reins to turn, when looking ahead once more, she discerned break in the l forbidding cliffs of the little island of Casque. and, back of the Assure. a
 shining spot which marked tiny
 cove.
 A moment she hesitated; what
 should she do? Ride toward the isle
 and the white danger, or toward the point of mainland and from it:
 Either alternative was d desperate
 one, but the isle lay much nearer; and quickly. the brown eyes gleaming with
 sudden courage, she decided touched
 her horse and pressed him forward
 But fast as she went the grand tide came faster; struck with a loud menacing sound the seaward side of
 the Isle and swung hungrily around My lady cast over her shoulder a quick glance; the cove, however, was
 near only a line of small rocks, jut-
 ting from the sand. separated her from It. If they could but pass. she thought; they had passed she told herself joyfully, when of sudden the 1 horse stumbled; fell Thrown violent | ly from his back. moment was she cogniZant of a deatenlug roar. riot ous advance of foam above a hun dred birds that screamed distractedly; ; 1 then all these sounds mingled dark ness succeeded and she remembered no more.