Yellowstone monitor., 1914-09-24

She turned on her heel and strode
swiftly away, with not so much as 8
backward glance. overlook her men
and passed quickly from sight around
the farther point of rocks.
For some time Barcus struggled
vainly with his bonds. AS for hsse,
she wasted no strength in struggling
perhaps had none to waste. When ne
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 tremor traversed the
shining food 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 diffidently: Rose - Miss
Urine"
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. l suppose it's wrong
to give up-but they've made it too
much for me, this time"
Il know" she said gently.
"You"-he stammered-"you're not
afraid?"
There is nothing to fear" she said.
but death. :"
Then," he said more bravely, after
a time-the water now was near his
-"good-by-good luck!"
Not yet, dear friend" she returned.
mot yet"
But the sun was perilously close
upon the rim of the world. But a little
time, and it would be night.
He closed his eyes to shut out the
vision of its slow, implacable descent
The water was now almost level
with his lips; 1t seemed strange that
his throat could be so dry. Sc
parched
He opened his eyes, shuddering.
"lt's good-by now," he faltered.
"Not yeti" her voice rang beside
him, vibrant. "Look-up there-alona
the cliff"
He lifted his gaze
TWO men were running along the
cliff-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 q
bloodhound fresh from the leash.
And now the water was at his lips:
Barcus could no more speak without
OF a sudden he groaned in his heart:
though there was no passable way
down the cliff, still the sight of bil
friend alive and unharmed had brought
with 1t thrill Of hope; now that hope
died as he saw Alan stumble and 60
to his knees.
Before he could rise the other waa
upon him, with the fury of a wolf seek
ing the throat of stag.
For an instant they fought like mad
men; then, in 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 az
we'll.
BY no chance, Barcus told himself,
could either escape uninjured.
Yet, to his amazement, he saw one
nan break from the others embrace
md rise. And he who lay still,
inhuman heap upon the
sands, was Judith's man.
With violent effort Barcus lifted
lis mouth above water and shrieked:
Alan! Alan! Help! Here-at the
md Of the point-in the water-help!"
A precious minute was lost before
Alan discovered their two heads, so
rarely above that swiftly rising food.
Then he ran toward them as he had
lever run before. and as he came
whipped out q jack-knife and freed ite
,lade.
Even so-since it was, of course
Rose whom Alan freed the first
'arcus was half-drowned before Alan
elped him in turn up to the beach.
And as this happened the last blood.
ed rim Of the sun was washed under
y the waves.
Two minutes later the Nfeboat was
float, and Mr.. Barcus. already recov.
red. was laboring with the fywheel
I the motor, stimulated to supreme
xertion by the sight Of party, led by
Judith, racing madly down the beach.
But 1t was not until we'll out from
hore and on the way to the safety
romised by the mainland-now read.
y discernible on the horizon-that
nysone of them found time for speech.
Then Mr. Barcus Strengthened up
ON his assiduous attentions to the
rotor, and observed:
You bear charmed life, my ad.
enturous friend. l want to tell you
iat when saw you go over that clif
made up my mind your usefulness
ould be at least permanently i'm.
aired. As It IL. / don't mind telling
ou that II ever get out OF this affair
I've. I'm going to have try at your
g myself. just once. for luck!"
(COntinued NEXT week