Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1914-10-31
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mcnt tnat turned the reporters gaze. lie,
too, Tow saw the woman in the water nnd
wondered how she had come there When
Brrdne reacncd the girl and pulled her into
thd launch jim saw her face plainly
He flew from his vantage point, found
skiff, and started after Braine. 6
by the Lord Harry" murmurcd tho
rogue. "Well, they can talk Of mama from
heaven but this is what ! call luck. Flor
ence Hargreave, ont Of nowhere, into my
armsl The god of luck has cast anotneI
horseshoe and It's mine"
He had flask in his pocket, and he forced
some Of the biting spirits down the girls
throat She opened ner eyes.
"Well my beauty?"
Florence eyed him wildly not quite under
standing where he had come from.
" l don't know how you got here" ne saidi
"and don't care. But here we are to-
gether at last. Where ia your fnther2"
Ill don't know" daSedly.
Better think quickly" he warned. II
want lucid answers to my questions, or back
you go into the water. I'm about at the end
OF my rope, I've been beaten too many
times, my girl, to have any particular love
for you. Now, where 10 your fatherY"
!" I don't know have never seen him"
Bralne laughed.
And Jim's boat ran afOul some rocks and
into the water he went He had not at'
tVa al H..
began to swim toward the drifting launch.
"Where have they hidden that money?H
al don't know"
"Well, well; I've given you your chance
You'll have to try your luck with the water
again"
Florence weak as she was, set her lips
"You don't ask for mercy I" he said
banterngly.
al should be wasting my breath to ash
for mercy from such monster as you are"
she answered quiclly
THAT damned HNrgreave nerve" he
snarled,
He rolled up hia sleeves and stepped
toward her. She brnced herself but did not
turn hor eyes from his. Suddenly, from
now1ere at all, came a pair Of hands One
cutched the gunwale and the other laid
hold OF Braine. A quick pull followed, nnl
Bralne began to topple But even as he fell
he managed to nng himself atop his assa
anti aud It was only when the struggle began
IN the water that he recognized the reporter.
All the devil In him came to the surface md
he fought with the 6ercenees Of tiger 10
kill, kin, kin. In nearly every Instance this
meddng reporter had checkmatcd him. Tnis
time one or the other Of them should stay in
the water.
Norton recognized that he had large order
before aim TO disable BrNine The recogni-
ton between Them was now frank md ahso-
Lutte; there could never nRnin be any diplo-
matte sidestepping.
You're a dead man, Noronl" painted
Braine, as he reached for the reporters
throat
Norton said nothing but struck the hand
inside For moment they both went under.
1'ncy came up sputering, e0ch trying for
hold. II was terribly eneryating struggle.
Florence could do nothing The boat In
which she sat continued to drift away from
the fighting men. Once she tried to reach
Bmine with tho pole ne had been usinp hut
failed
From tic shore came nnother boat For
awhile she could not tell whether II con.
tuncd friends or enemies, II was terrible to
be forced to wait, absolutely helpless. When
Elu .l,,, ia,
tn Bminc she knew then thnt the brave fight
VI her sweetheart was going to come To
nnupht She knew little nhont motors.
SIZE threw on the power nnu headed straight
toward the rowboat The men shouted at
her but she did not alter her course. Tho
rowboat had liz sides crushed In aud tho
men went plling into the water,
Iim' she cried.
Norton suddenly flung Oh Iirnmc and began
to swim mndly for the motorbont, which
Florence had brought about Even tnrn il
was only 10y the borcst luck In the world that
Norton managed to catch the punwnle The
rest Of Il vas simple When they finally
reached haven, Florence. oddly cnoura,
thought " Tive horse she hbd pft ehcrrd
= nine miles from the stables She laughed
Historically.
guess he won't die. We cun send some
one out for him Now, for heavens snkc,
how did you gct into thlsi Where were yorI
O What have you been up to2" with tender
e hrusqneuen,
, | wanted to do a little detective work Of
| my own" she fnltcred
e 1t looks ns II You mad done H. You
o mtantl win you never lenr to keep out
i side this moddlc, It's mans work"
e Florence thoroughly weakened by her lonr
nmcrsion In the water begun to weep Al
+, ltntly.
i You poor child, I'm q brute" And h,