The Oakes times., 1913-02-20
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BY MARTHA bLadINGER.
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MARTHA BuddNGER.
SYNOPSIS.

SYNOPSIS.
A1Atha Redmond. opera singer. starting
oor an auto drive in New York. finds a
e eee car, she goes into the park to read
sne yill Of an old friend Of her mother.
Seso.f hss lei left her property There she lis is
@ the auto. climbs in and chloroforms
osr: James Hambieton Of Lynn, Mass.
ons Ssms"'es e. the abduction Of Agatha Red. Red.
saxen aboard yacht He secures tug
Sao when near the yacht drops over
Ssssnda bss Aisek Van Camp friend len. Si Of ham am,
Sneeuns Hanbieton. he makes a call upon
friends Madame and Miss Melanle Rey-
to the she ane is Of
s,eh eiTsh .t In pr,neipay
g Van Camps yacht. the Sea Gulf
Rambieton wakes up on board the Jeanne
p,Are; the yacht on which is Agatha IN,
have been taken from him He meets a
man who introduces himself Monsieur
Ghatelard, who is Agatha's abductor
boat sinks. Jimmy and Agatha are both
abandoned by the crew. who take to the
boats. Jimmy dives into the sea and
reaches Agatha. They swim for hours
and finally reach shore In a thoroughly
s 1ae nd Hsn Se wh
assisted in Agatha's abduction. He
agrees to help them.
CHAPTER DISCONTINUED.
Hand already. earlier in the day,
had made a path for himself up the
steep bank through the underbrush,
and now Agatha went with him to
the edge Of the thicket She watched
and listened until the faint rustling
of his footsteps ceased then turned
back to the camp on the beach. She
went to the fire and stirred up its
Goals once more before returning to
James. He was sleeping. but his
flushed face and unnatural breathing
we're signs of i'll. Now and then he
moved restlessly. or seemed to try to
speak, but no coherent words came.
She sat down to watch by him.
After Agatha and James had been
b~ought ashore by the capable Mr..
Hand. it had needed only time to
bring Agatha back to consciousness.
Both she and James had practically
tainted from exhaustion, and James
had been nearly drowned, at the last
minute. Agatha had been left on the
rocks tC come to herself as she would,
while Hand had rubbed and pun.
meled James until the blood flowed
again. 1t had flowed too freely. in.
deed, at some time during his ordeal
and tiny trickles of blood showed on
his lips Agatha. dazed and aching,
was trying to crawl up to the sand
when Hand came back to her, run.
ming lightly over the slippery rocks.
They had come in on the flowing tide,
which had aided them greatly; and
nov Hand helped her the short dis
tance to the cove and mercifully let
her lie. while he went back to his
work Tor James.
Later he had got little bucket,
used for bailing out the rowboat, and
dashed hurriedly into the thicket
above after some tinkling cowbells
Though she was too tired to question
him. Agatha supposed he had tied one
OF the COWS to tree, since he re-
turned three or four times to fill the
pail. What a wonderful life-giver
milk was! She had drunk her fill
and had tried to feed 1t to James,
who at first tasted eagerly. but had,
on the whole. taken very little. He
was only partly awake, but he shiv-
cred and weakly murmured that he
was cold. Agatha quickly grew
stronger; and she and Hand set to
work to prepare the fire and the bed.
Almost while they were at this labor,
the sun had gone down.
Sitting by Jim's couch, Agatha grew
sleepy and cold. but there were no
moro coverings. Hands coat was
over Jim, and as Agatha herself felt
the cold more keenly she tucked 1t
closer about him. Alone as she was
now. In solitude with this man who
had saved her from the waters, with
darkness and the night again coming
ON. her spirit shrank: not so much
from fear, as from that premonition
OF the future which now and then
assails the human heart
As she knelt by Jim's side, cover
ting his feet with the coat and heaping
the flr boughs over him, she paused
TO look at his unconscious face. She
knew now that he did not belong to
che crew of the Jeanne Dare; but
OF his outward circumstances she
knew nothing more. Thirty she
guessed him to be, thereby coming
within four years of the truth. His
short mustache concealed his mouth.
and his eyes were closed. 1t was
almost like looking at the mask of
q face. The rough beard of a weeks
growth made deep shadow over the
tower part of his face: and yet, be-
hind the mask, she thought she could
see some token Of a real man, not