Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1913-08-22

hands hart end nrn at tho roina.
ealadin was behaving very badly, but
at least he was superb, worth con-
ouering, if
A 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 1t. 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--pow a vast expanse. or
desert Of sand, broken only, about half
way across, by the small isle OF
Casoue. Toward this rocky forma-
ton. 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 unwary. She saw the sky grow
yet darker, noted the nearer Hastings
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 silver line drawn across
the sky where the yellow sands
touched the sombrous horizon. And
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 d.
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 soonl Great drops Of rain
had begun to fall, but the girl did not
notice them. The white line alone
riveted her attention! 1t seemed to
grow broader; to acquire an intangible
movement Of its own; at the same
time to give out sound-a strange,
low droning that filled the air. Heard
for the first time, stranger at the
Mount would have found 1t inexplic-
able; to the Governors daughter, the
menacing cadence left no room for
doubt as to its origin.
The girls cheek paled; her gaze
swung in the opposite direction, to-
ward the point Of land, now 30 dis
tant. Could they reach 1t? She did
not believe they could; indeed, the
grand" tide comdng up behind on the
verge OF the storm, faster than any
horse could gallop. would overtake
them midway And Saladin seemed
to know 1t also; beneath her, he
trembled. Yet must they try, she
thought, and had tightened the reins
to turn, when looking ahead once
more, she discerned break in the
forbidding cliffs Of the little island of
Casque, and, back of the flssure, 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 1t?
| EilueT ALTERNATIVE WAS d OSspSldlS
one, but the isle lay much nearer; and
quickly, the brown eyes cleaning with
sudden courage, she decided; touched
her horse and pressed him forward.
But fast as she went the grand
tide came faster; struck with 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 line Of small rocks, jut-
ting from the sand, separated her
from 1t. If they could but pass, she
thought; they had passed, she told
herself joyfully, when Of sudden the
horse stumbled; fell. Thrown violent
ly from his back, moment was she
cognizant Of deafening roar; riot
GUS advance Of foam; above, a hun
dred birds that screamed distractedly;
then all these sounds mingled; dark
ness succeeded, and she remembered
no more.