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The Pickens sentinel. (Pickens, S.C.) 1911-2016, 1914-12-03
Copyright, 1914, by Louis Joseph Vance

And fer several seconds longer the
stiffness strangled their spirits in its
ruthless grasp.
Then of sudden cry shrilled
through the fog, SO near at hand that
it seemed scarcely more distant than
over the side:
''Ahoy! Help Alloy there! Help!"
So insistent, SO urgent was its ac-
cent that, coupled with the surprise,
It brought the three as one to their
feet, all a-tremo1e, their eyes seeking
one another's faces, then shifting un-
! easily away.
! What can it be-" Rose whispered,
aghast, shrinking into Alan's ready
, arm.
"a woman" Barcus put in harshly.
Judith" the girl moaned.
Alan shook himself together. "1m-
! possible!" he contended. 81 saw her
! go down
"That doesn't prove she didn't cone
up" Barcus commented acidly.
Alloy! Motorboat aho-o-oy! Help!"
| "And that" Barcus pursued sadly,
"just proves she did come up-blame
! the luck! Alive she is, and kicking;
stand clear. An able-bodied pair OF
| lungs was back of that hail, my friend;
and you needn't tell me don't know
! the dulcet accents of that angelic con-
tralto!"
Without needing him. Alan cupped
| hands to mouth and sent an answer
| ing cry ringing through the murk:
"Ahoy! Where are you? Where
away?t
Thereon the reef-half-drowned-
perishing with chill"
"How does my voice bear" Alan
! called back.
What the dickens do you care"
| Barcus interpolated suspiciuosly.
"To port" the response rang through
the fog. "Starboard your helm and
| come in slowly"
"Right-o! Half minute!" Alan re-
piled reassuringly.
Like hell" Mr. Barcus muttered IN
his throat as he jumped down into the
! engine pit and bent over the fiy-wheel.
Leaping on the forward thwart and
! balancing himself oerilously near the
| gunwale, Alan strained his vision
vainly against the opacity of the fog.
Cant make out anything" he
| grumbled, looking back. start her
/ uD-but slows the word-and ware
reef"
Nothing doing" Barcus retorted
| curtly. The motto is now Full speed
| astern!' as you must know"
20 come! We can't leave a woman
! out therein fix like that!''
! Cant we? You watch!' Barcus
/ gruntcd malevolently, rocking the
heavy fywheel with all his might; for
! the motor had turned suddenly stub
! born.
~Aian!" Rose pleaded, laying hand
uDon his sleeve. Think what II
| means! l know it sounds heartless Of
! me-and it's my own sister. But you
know how mad she is-wild with ha-
tired and jealousy. If you take her into
! this boat, it's your life or hers!'
"If we leave her out there Alan
| retorted, shaking his arm i1apatiently
free. its her life on our heads!"
st this juncture the motor TOOK
charge of the argument, ending 1t IN
summary fashion: With smart ex-
| plcsicn in the cylinder, it started up
| unexpectedly. at one and the same
time almost dislocating the arm OF
I Mir. Darcus and precipitating Alan
overheard.
It was not given him to know what
wss happening until he found himself
in the water; he struggled to the sur
| face Just in time to see the bows OF
the lifeboat back away and vanish into
the mist.
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vainly with his bonds. AS for Rose,
she wasted no strength in struggling
perhaps had none to waste. When he
looked her way he saw her exquisite
profile unmarried by any line of fear or
doubt, Sharply relieved against the
darkness Of the rising food. Her level
gaze without a tremor traversed the
shining flood to its far horizon.
He noted that already the waters
had risen more than an inch.
Humbled even in his terror by that
radiant calm that dwelt upon her, he
ventured dimdently: Rose - Miss
Trine-"
She turned her head and found the
heart to smile. Rose" she corrected
gently.
I'm sorry" he said-which was not
at all what he had meant to say, I've
done my best: / suppose it's wrong
to give up-but they've made it too
much for me, this time"
"T know" she said gently.
"You"-he stammered-"you're not
afraid?"
There Is nothing to fear" she said,
"but death.
Then" he said more braveS, after
a tine-the water now was near his
chin-"good-by-good luck!"
Not yet, dear friend" she returned,
mot yet"
But the sun was perilously close
-npen the rim Of the world. But little
time, and it would be night.
He closed >his eyes to shut out the
vision Of its slow impiacabls descent
The water was now almost level
with his lips; it seemed strange that
=
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! their NUN DerS. he was OYSFDOtNS III
a twinkling, and had his face ground
brutally into the sand while his hands
were made fast with stout rope behind
his back. And when he rose, 1t was
to find, Is he had anticipated, that
Roses resistance had been as futile
as his own; she, too, was captive. her
hands bound like his, the huge and un-
clean paw of one Of Judith's crew cru
ely clamped upon her shoulders.
They were granted time to exchange
no more than one despairing glance
when a curt laugh fairly chilled the
blood in Mr.. Barcus, and he swung
sharply between his two guards to
confront Judith Trine.
The woman he saw at first glance,
was in one Of her most dangerous
moods-if, Barcus mentally qualified,
there was pin to choose between her
moods. But now, beyond dispute, she
exhibited countenance new in his
experience with her, and one well cal
culated to appall.
Her face was bloodless, even as her
lips were white with the curb she put
upon her passion. Her eyes were lurid
with. the glare Of rage approaching
mania. Her hands trembled, her lips
ouivered, all her actions were abrupt
with nervousness.
He was by no means poor-splrlted,
but he shrank openly from the look
she gave him, and was relieved when
she, with a sneer, passed him by and
planted herself sQuarely before her
sister.
"Well? she demanded brusquely.
"How much longer do you think I'm
going to tolerate your Interference
you poor little fool! How many more
lessons will you require before realiz-
ing that l mean to have my way, and
that you'll cross me only to suffer
for it,"
The courage Of the other girl won
the unstinted admiration Of Mr.. Bar
Gus. Far from cringing, she seemed
to find fresh heart in her sisters chal-
lenge. Her head was high, her glance
| level with illimitable contempt as she
replied:
$50 you've tried again?" she in
quired obliquely, with tone of pity.
You've offered him your love yet an
other time, have you?"
"Silence!" Judith cried in fury.
"Only to l.arn once more that he
would rather death than you?" Rose
persisted, unfinching. and so you
come to take your spite out on me,
do you? You pitifui thing! Do you
think I mind-knowing as l do now
that he could never hold you in any
! thing but compassion and contempt"
For an instant there was silence; by
the scorn of her sister the heat Of
Judith's fury had been transformed
into cold and malignant rage. She
controlled herself and her voice mar
velously.
"You will see," she said in even and
frigid accents. And the light Of her
mania leaped and leaped again in her
eyes like a living fame. II have pre-
pared a way to make you understand
what opposition to me means -
She waved hand toward the nearer
point Of rocks. 'Take them along"
she commanded.
The understanding between her and
her men was apparently complete; for
these last, without hesitation or FUR.
ther instructions, marched Rose and
Barcus down to the end Of the spit
and on, into the water.
1t was nearly knee-deep before Bar
Gus was halted with savage jerk,
backed up to a rock, forced despite his
frenzied resistance to sit down in the
water, and swiftly, with half dozen
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Delivered Into the Hands of the
Enemy.
the demon Of perversity that tenants
them one and all, he knew that the
present sweet-tempered performance
Of the exhibit under consideration
was no earnest whatsoever Of future
good behavior, that when such COM
plicated contraption was concerned
there was never any telling
In view of all of which considera-
tions he presently threw open the bat
terry switch.
And the aching void created in the
silence by the cessation Of that uni
form drone was startling enough to
rouse even Rose Trine from her state
Of semi-somnolence.
With a look of panic she sat up,
thrust damp hair back from her eyes,
and nervously inquired:
whats the matter?"
Nothing" Barcus told her. Il shut
the engine oh-that's all"
Tempers were short in that hour,
and Alan was annoyed to think that
the rest of his beloved should need
lessly have been disturbed.
What did you do that for?" he de-
manded sharply.
Because l jolly well wanted to-
Barcus returned in a tone as brusque.
"Oh, you did-eh?"
Eyes, I did-eh! happen to be
bossing this end of the boat and to
have sense enough to realize there's
no sense at all in our wasting fuel the
way we are-cruising nowhere!"
WELL" Law contended, struck by
the fairness of this argument, but un-
able to calm his uneasiness-"just the
same, We might"
"Yes; of course, we might" Barcus
snapped. 1--WE might whole lot. We
might, for instance, be heading for
Spain, for all you or know to the
contrary. And 10 such case, for one
respectfully prefer. to have gas enough
to take US home again if ever .nls
da-blessed fog lifts!"
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CHAPTER xHc
The Masked Voice.

For a matter Of twelve hours tns
fog, leaden, dank, viscous, as inexor-
able as the dominion Of evil, had
wrapped the world in an embrace as
foul and noxious as the coils Of some
great, gray, Shiny serpent
Through its sluggish folds the pom
derous, power-impelled lifeboat crept
at snail's pace, its stem parting and
rolling back from either flank heavy
hearted sea of gray.
In the bows young woman rested
in state Of semi-exhaustion, her eyes
closed, he head pillowed on a cork
belt life-preserver, her sodden gar
ments modelled closely to the slender
body that was ever and again shaken
from head to feet with the strength
Of long, shuddering respiration.
Seated on the nearest thwart, Alan
Law, chin in hand, watched over the
rest of this woman whom he loved
with a grimly hopeless solicitude. He
was in no happier case than she, so
far as physical comfort went-he was
in worse, since he might not rest.
Premonition Of misfortune darkened
his heart with its impenetrable
shadow.
In the stern Tom Barcus presided
morosely over the steering gear; and
Law was no more jealousy heedful of
his sweetheart, than Barcus of the
heavy-duty motor that chugged away
so purposefully at its business of driy-
ing the boat heaven-knew-where.
Lacking at once compass, all no.
ton whatsoever Of the suns bearings,
and any immediate hope Of the fog
lifting or chance bringing them either
to land or to rescue by some larger
and less comfortless craft, Barcus
steered mainly through force of habit
the saltwater mans instructive feel
ing that no boat under way should
ever in any conceivable circumstance
be without a hand at the helm. 1t had
seemed impossible that it could long
escape repetition Of the disaster, but
somehow, it always did escape, and
that by a wide margin; never once
had it passed near enough to another
vessel to see it.
And now for more than an hour the
silence had been uncannily constant,
broken only by the rumble of the mo-
tor. the muted lisp of water slipping
down the side, the suck and gurgle Of
the wake.
Forebodings no less portentous than
Laws crawled in the mind of Barcus.
It was as likely as not that the life
boat was travelling straight out to sea.
And gasoline tanks can and oftentines
do become as empty as an official
weather prophets promise Of fair
weather for a holiday.
More than this, Mr.. Barcus was g
confirmed skeptic in respect of ma
rine motors; on terms of long and
intimate experience with the ways Of
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deft bitches Of rope and a stanch
knot, made fast in that position-sub-
merged to his chest.
This accomplished, the men turned
attention to Rose, lashing her in SINH
lar wise at Barcus' side.
Standing just above the water-line,
with every sign Of complete calm and
sanity other than that ominous flicker
ing in her eyes, Judith superintended
the business till its conclusion, then
waved the men away. :
Quietly, like well-trained servants,
they turned their backs and marched
off.
And again, after a brief wait, The
woman laughed her short and mirth-
less laugh.
.'The tide will he high" she said,
"precisely at sunset. You may time
your lives by that. When the sun dips
into the sea, then will your lives go
down with it,
She turned on her heel and strobe
swiftly away, with not SO much as a
backward glance, overlook her men,
and passed quickly from sight around
the farther point Of rocks.
For some time Earcus struggled
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There's rotlii3s to sc by-exccpt the
bare possibility that the reel she
spoke of may be Norton's. 1t doesn't
seen. possible. but We may baye made
:naS much southing. In that case
we're about three miles off the main
land, somewhere in the neighborhood
Of Na!ana island, little, rocky, DESC
late :Js!mp of earth, inhabited mainly
by fishermen"
The girl wrung her hands. But
how could Judith get there-and with
her men-and ammunition?
Don't ask me. Going on my expe-
rience with the lady, I'd be willing to
bet that she was picked up oy the
steamer that ran us down, and pro-
ceeded to make a prize Of it-or try
to. One things certain-she must
have found or stolen boat from
somebody; they couldn't have made
Norton's reef by swimming-it's too
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creditors of the said j. E. Holden, de-
ceased, that they be and appear before
me, in the court of Probate, to be held
at Pickens, S. c., on the 10th day of
December, 1914, next after publication
hereof, at II o'clock in the forenoon, to
show cause, if any they have, why said
administration should not be granted:
Given under my hand and seal this
9th day Of November, Ammo Dominl,
1914. J. B. NEWBERY,
On P P C.
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his throat could be so dry, SO
parched
He opened his eyes, shuddering.
"It's good-by now," he faltered.
Not yeti" her voice rang beside
him, vibrant. lookup there-along
the cliff"
He liftedhis gaze -.
Two men were Running along the
clif-and the man in the lead was
Alan. But his lead was very scant,
and the man who pursued was one OF
Judith's, and stuck to the trail like a
bloodhound fresh from the leash.
And now the water was at his lips;
Barcus could no more speak without
strangling.
OF q sudden he groaned in his heart;
though there was no passable way
down the cliff, still the sight Of his
friend alive and unharmed had brought
with it a thrill Of hope; now that hope
died as he saw Alan stumble and go
to his knees.
Before he could rise the other was
upon him, with the fury Of a wolf seek
ing the throat Of a stag.
For an instant they fought like mad
men; then, in a trice, the sky line
Of the cliff was empty; one or the
other had tripped and fallen over the
brink, and falling had retained hold
Of his enemy and carried him down as
well.
BY no chance, Barcus told himself
could either escape uninjured.
Yet, to his amazement he saw one
man break from the others embracs
and rise. And he who lay still, @
crumpled, inhuman heap upon
sands, was Judith's man.
With a violent effort Barcus
his mouth above water and shries
Alan! Alan! Help! Here-a
end of the point-in the water
A precious minute was lost
Alan discovered their two hesa
barely above that swiftly risins S5'
Then he ran toward them as a;
never run before, and as
whipped out jack-knife and
blade. 5
Even so-since it was,
Rose whom Alan freed 81
Barcus was half-drowned |s 4
helped him in turn up to s|S
And as this happened
rad rim cS tbe-5xaEEas $2S533s
byasae waves.
Two minutes IA
aAoat, and MI I'D 1ss|
cred, was laborin a a
Of tie motor, sti, a
But 1t E sca II
shore and On the way 81 81
promised by the mainlsa
lily discernible on the s.
any one Of them found
Then Mr.. Bareus,
from his assiduous III
motor, and obserye
"You bear a ch
that when I sag VI !; D
1 made up III
you \. SsSss|
aliT 81
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Citation

The State of souRC Carolina,
County of PickeIS.
By j. B. Newbery, Probate Judge:
Whereas, A. j. BSggs; =; - =. ~ =
made suit to me to grand llm letters OF
administration of the ess sse ana enec1s
of j. E. Holden.
These are, therefore, eite ana ad,
monish all and singular sklndred and
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CHAPTER XVII.
This Mortal Tide.

This Mortar IIoe.
She was very certain she would
never sleep before her anxiety was
assuaged by word Of Alan's fate; but
she reckoned without her host Of
trials tnas mad bred in her fatigue
anodynous-- even to her mental an
guish.
For line after Bareu5 had left
Meade County news. [volume] (Meade, Kan.) 1900-1918, 1914-05-21

School closes May twenty-ninth
Hans Erickson was down from
Fowler this week.
Another inch and a half of
rain last Monday night.
B. F. Blsbee, of Plains. was in
Meade the first of the week.
C. E. Boyer and wife, of Plains
we're Meade visitors last Thurs
day.
Miss Mona McMeel is assist
ing in The Fowler State Bank,
at Fowler, this week.
c. c. Perry, of The Fowler
News, paid Meade a visit last
Thursday.
VIM and John Robert, of the
XI Ranch, we're in Meade the
first of the week.
Mrs. ]. w. Russell, of Plains,
Kansas, spent last Saturday and
Sunday with Meade relatives.
H. H. Williams and wife are
home from Kansas City, Mrs.
Williams health is greatly I'M.
proved.
Mrs. S. D. Adams left last Sun
day for Lawrence, where she
goes as representative to the
Grand Temple Pythian Sisters.
LOST:-Patent leather shoe
buckle, with gray brocaded silk
center, somewhere on the streets
of Meade, Finder please leave
OF this Office.
Miss Leah DeCow, of Seattle,
Washington, arrived in Meade
the first of the week, and will
visit with her sister, Mrs. Bob
Byrns,. for several days,
Meade County news. [volume] (Meade, Kan.) 1900-1918, 1914-05-21
Pick Ups

o. Boyer was a Meade visitor
Monday.
Virgel Keltner is rejoicing
Why? Because his wife came
home Monday after an absence
of about six weeks bringing Os-
car and baby Mildred with her.
Earl Reed returned Friday
from the eastern part of the state
bringing some horses and cattle
with him. His brother Cecil
helped him drive through and
returned home Tuesday.
Mr.. and Mrs. Irwin E. Kimber
returned to Meade Friday after
visit on Irish Flats. Misses
Flora Paden and Agnes Senger
panied them and renamed
at the H. S. Kimber home until
Saturday afternoon.
Mr., Gamble enjoyed the aero
plane flight in Meade Thursday
very much but as his mule team
got rather excited and ran
through a wire fence. He did
not get to watch the aeroplane
attraction as closely as he would
have otherwise. From all re-
ports it seems that when another
airship comes to Meade Mr.. Gam
Bile will walk in to view it, as that
will be safer.
Harry Paden was fortunate
enough to capture seven coyote
cubs last Saturday. While the
little animals were very cute it is
a good example OF, Good rid
dance to bad rubbish, for when
they are grown and begin to
make their visits to the hen roost,
all thoughts of their attractive
ness vanish. ~
The bridge oyer Crooked
Greek near the P. ]. Mitchell
home has been condemned until
it can be repaired.
When the word came Sunday
that the Cimarron was rising as
bad as May 1st, everyone hur-
ried for the river so they would
see the water coming and after
they worked all day getting fem
ces ETC., away from the danger
mark the river did not rise to be
more than about bank full.
Meade County news. [volume] (Meade, Kan.) 1900-1918, 1914-05-21

Though the report caused a great
deal of work and needless worry,
all we're glad that it was no
worse. :,
The Ladies Aid met with Mrs.
Morton last Wednesday and all
report lovely time.
Meade County news. [volume] (Meade, Kan.) 1900-1918, 1914-05-21

We handle an up-to-date line
of farm machinery at the elevat-
or. Would be pleased to have
any one in need of machinery to
investigate. Call on us, we can
save you money.
COOPERATIVE Elevator & S. Co.
Meade County news. [volume] (Meade, Kan.) 1900-1918, 1914-05-21
Notice

My horse and Jack will be at
Ase Ford's, sixteen miles south
of Meade, for the season.
w. H. Ford.
Meade County news. [volume] (Meade, Kan.) 1900-1918, 1914-05-21
For Sale

Good horse work team. For
Particulars see F. J. Meyer, 4
miles east of Meade.
Good young horse team and
new wagon. See Bert White
head, block north and IL block
west of M. e. Church.
Meade County news. [volume] (Meade, Kan.) 1900-1918, 1914-05-21

H. N. Holdeman's Percheron
Stallion will be kept this seasen
at the Basinger barn in Meade.
Your patronage solicited.
Meade County news. [volume] (Meade, Kan.) 1900-1918, 1914-05-21
Notice
Braden's

will discontinue delivering
milk in Meade August l, 1914.
l9-Imo pd C. S. Hulburt.
Meade County news. [volume] (Meade, Kan.) 1900-1918, 1914-05-21

Berries
Tuesday Thursday and Sat-
urday of each week. Leave
your standing orders at
Braden's
Meade County news. [volume] (Meade, Kan.) 1900-1918, 1914-05-21

O. Boyer was a Meade visitor
Monday.
The Richmond Virginian. (Richmond, Va.) 1910-1920, 1914-04-18
NEGRO TRIED FOR
MURDER AND ARSON

LuNENBURC} OTRTHoUsE. Va
April 17 TIRE trial of Jtn Fagsaales
alas wakktns. tire negro who IA &C
tsassaA nf one of the @orat grimes ever
p@rpetrMted ln fsuuenDurg county inst
Of entering the hon@ ~ NaCs osE*sF
on the night nf Decs nn 0sr Gara. and
after r0bhtng hlm az $3.50, which mr.
hsaad Ia tha noaa@. numbering Oliver
ard his wife, Filler. @B3 k@@ young
hifdren, afterwards setting fire ~ tna
house IS an effort ~ hide the crime.
commenced bere yesrslay In The Cfr~
cult court. with Judge w X haYks-
dale preaaaings Depmty Sheriff Gar
meth. ~ Henrsea county, Ia an Inn
porrant Witness for tire State
The murder in question oEcnrres
early in THE morning 81 Deeena bar
zsra. last year The negro. Ra3saaia.
ssaa4 accused ~ the crime and wss
apprehenaea shortly Afterwards by
sheriff shack isfan who arrested nsan
Christmas day ard confined him IN
ne tunanhurg county pal.
Hearing 0F fha organization 81 q
mob TIA the lower end Of The county
for the purposes 81 taking the negro
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WOUNDED WIFE To
UNDERGO OPERATION

LURAY VA April 7 Before be !.
gaE conveyed ta q railroad station f8r
her departure for a hospital ~ naFe Is
Is hoped ara operation NAV save her
afs, twgtnsfaading tire a&e BULLET
eounda in her body inflicted nv her
husband. paut Anderson. who Killed
himself Tuesday afternoon after at
tempting to murder ots wife. Mrs. An
aerson gave or1ers Ia have ala the
personal effects bel0aging 70 bag hus-
Sand removed from her home.
About the same time Mrs. Andery
son, til charge ef physicians, WAS be-
ing conveyed 20 tae Harrisoaharg hoav
pltaI tie body ef Anderson. which
short while before Asd been re-
moved from the barn where no took
his own life was placed on north
bound Norfolk and Western train and
taken 20 Hageratown, hls former
hume
From the contents af his pockets
svelaenee In furnished that Anderson
wAa a morphine field ard given 10 ex~
cessive cigarette smoking
Az tire time Anderson slew his wige
3 warrant was ont for his arrest. he