Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1913-07-18

raft clear OF the keel boat. then the
turbulent current seized the smaller
craft and wnirled IL away into the
night: as it's black bulk receded from
before his eyes the Earl of Lambeth
spoke with the voice OF authority and
experience.
1T was good fight and them feI-
lows done we'll, but not near well
enough" A conclusion that could
not be gainsaid. He added, mo one
amt hurt but them that had ought to
have got hurt. Mr.. Yancy's all right,
and SOS Mr.. Carrington-who's
mighty welcome here"
"Mr. Carrington's kin to me, Pol
ly." explained Yancy to Mrs. Caven-
dish. His voice was far from steady,
for Hannibal had been gathered into
his arms and had all but wrecked the
stole calm with which the Scratch
Hitler was seeking to guard his emo
tons.
Polly smiled and dimpled at the
Kentuckian. Trained to a romantic
point OF view she had frank liking
for handsome, stalwart men. Caven-
dish was neither, but none knew bet
ter than Polly that where he was most
lacking In appearance he was richest
In substance. He carried scars hon.
orably earned in those differences he
had been prone to cultivate with less
generous natures; for his scheme OF
life did not embrace the millennium.
Thank God. you got here when
you did!" said Darlington.
We was some pushed 10 time, but
we done IT," responded the earl mod
estly. HeSadded. What nowY-do we
make landing7"
"No-unless II interferes with your
plans not to. want to get around
the next bend before we tie up. Later
we'll all 60 back. Can I count on
your"
You shorely can. consider this
here as sociable neighborhood az
ever struck. It pleases me we'll
Folks are up and doing hereabout."
Darlington looked eagerly around In
search of Betty. She was sitting on
figure az she dropped against the wall
OF 'one OF the shanties with all her
courage quite gone from her. He
made his way quickly to her side.
"La!" whispered Polly In Chills and
Fever's ear. IF that pore young thing
yonder keeps a widow 1t won't be be-
cause OF any encouragement she gets
rAvvn n ~
marriage in a mans eye I seen 1t in
his this minute!"
"Bruce!" cried Betty. starting up as
Darlington approached. "Oh. Bruce.
I am so glad you have come-you are
not hurtr She accepted his presence
without question.
I'VE are none Of u hurt. Betty" he
said gently. az he took her hand.
He saw that the. suffering she had
undergone during the preceding
twenty-four hours had left its record
on her tired face and in her heavy
eyes. She retained q shudde-ing con-
seriousness of the unchecked savagery
Of those last moments on tbs Seel
boat; she was still hearing the oaths
Of the men as they struggled together.
the sound OF blows. and the dreadful
silences that bad followed them. Sbs
turned from him, and there Game The
relief Of tears.
There. Betty, the danger is over
now and you were 80 brave while II
lasted. / can't bear to have you cry!"
II was wild with fear-all that time
on the boat, Bruce" she faltered be-
tween her sobs. Il didn't know but
they would fnd you out. could only
wait and hope-and prayl"
Il was in no danger, dear. Didn't
the girl tell you I was to take the
place of man Slosson was expect
mgr He never doubted that was
that man until light-a signal II
must have been-on the shore at the
head OF the bayou betrayed me-"
Where are we going now, Bruce?
Not the way they went" and Betty
glanced out into the black void where
the keel boat had merged into the
gloom.
mo, no-but we can't get the raft
back upstream against the current.
SO the best thing is to land at the
Bates plantation below here; then as
soon as you are able we can return to
Belle Plain" said Darlington.
There was an interval broken only
by the occasional sweep OF the great
steering oar as Cavendish coaxed the
raft out toward the channel: The
thought OF Charley Nortonfs murder
rested on Darlington like a pail.
Scarcely a week had elapsed since he
quilted Thicket Point. and in that
week the hand OF death had dealt
with them impartially. and to what
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