Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1913-04-18
CHAPTER III.-contInuea.

u SNAF EN- ItIs-OOUttuuO0.
! On the instant his brain became as-
Rive again. It did not take long, as =
matter Of fact, to find the car; though
when he stumbled on 1t, turned about
and neatly slowed away close beside
the partitioning wall, he gave . start.
IT was such a tangible evidence Of
what had threatened to grow vague
and unreal on his hands. He squeezed
himself into the narrow space between
At and the WALL finally thrusting his
head under the curtains of the ton
Ineau.
1t was high and dry, empty a. last
years cockleshell. Not sign Of life,
mot loose object Of any kind except
o. filmy thing which Hambleton found
himself observing thoughtfully At
Last he picked 1t up-a long. mist-like
veil He spread 1t out, held 1t gin
|gerly between q thumb and finger of
each hand, and continued to look at
Ut abstractedly. Part Of 1t was clean
and whole. dainty as only = bit of
Fwoman's Emery can be; but one end
of It was torn and twisted and
stretched out Of all semblance to It
self. Moreover, 1t was dirty. as II 1t
had been ground under a muddy heel.
1T was, In Its way, a shrieking evil
dence Of violence, Of unrighteous
struggle. Hambleton folded the scarf
carefuliy. with its edges together. and
put It in his pocket.
Jimmy's actions from this time On
had an incentive and spirit that had
before been lacking. He noted again
lthe number Of the car. and returned
no the edge of the dock to observe the
yacht She had steamed up river q
little way for some reason known only
TO herself. and was now turning very
|slowly. She was but family lighted and
would pass for some pleasure craft just
booming home. But Jim know better. He
could. at last, put two and two toseth-
|er. He would follow the Face-in-
deed, he could not help following 1t.
In him had begun that divine expert
ence of youth-of youth essentially,
whether 1t come In early, years or late |
of being carried of his feet by a |
spirit not himself. He ran like =
young athlete down the dock to the
nearest workman, evolving schemes
as he went.
The dock-hand alphabetically trun-
died a small key from one pile Of
freight to another, wiped his hands
on his trousers, took a dry pipe out
Of his pocket, and looked vacantly up
the river before he replied to Handle
toms question.
Queer name-Jene Dark they call
her"
1t was like pulling teeth to get In
formation out Of him. but Jim applied
the forceps.
The yacht had been lying out in the
river for two weeks or more, possibly
less; belonged to foreign parts; no
,ne thereabouts knew who its owner
Vas; nor it's captain; nor its purpose
In the harbor of New York At last,
1uite gratuitously, the man volun-
.eered a personal opinion. slippery
boat in a gale-wouldn't trust her"
Hambleton walked smartly back.
aking look both at the yacht and
he motor-car as he went. The yachts
lose pointed toward the Jersey shore;
he car was creeping out Of the dock I
Ia he overlook the machine he saw
hat It was in the hands Of a mechanic
n overalls and jumper. In answer
o Hambleton's question as to the
Iwner of the car. the mechanic told
Tim pleasantly to go to the devil. and Z
or once the sight Of coin failed to I
,roduce any perceptible effect. But {
he major-general. waiting half a 6
lock away, was still in the humor of I
living fathersy advice. He welcomed I
I'm heartily.
That's q hole l amt got no use '
Or Ovid you make out?" 1
well enough. for all present pur-
oses. Can you undertake to do Job 4
Or me?" y
IF it amt nothing I'd have to ar h
est you for, might consider It," he
huckled. c
81 want you to go to the Laramie
hub and tell Aleck Van Camp-got C
he name?-that Hambleton has gone f
d on the Jeanne dare and may not t
Q back for some time; and he Is to II
,ok after the Sea Gull" t,
Hold on, young man; you're not v
sing to do anything out of reason. an u
ne might say?", --,...----...-. c
''oh. no. not at all; most reasonable Y