The evening world. [volume] (New York, N.Y.) 1887-1931, 1914-01-24

E-@ you kept neT 10 your
share her with me-
Clayton Interrupted him. stop" he
cried. stop! What manner Of cur
are you that you traduce the character
OF good woman whom we believe
dead! God! was a fool ever TO let
YOU hve-you are not tit to live even in
this vile land"
Here Is your water" said the Rus
sian. IAN you will GET and he RAISED
the basin to his lips and drank what
was left he threw out upon the ground
below. Then he turn. ID and left the
sick man.
Clayton rolled over, and, burying his
fs~e IN his arms, gave up tina hattie.
The next day Thuran determined to
set out toward the north along the coast.
for he knew that eventually he must
come to the habitationss OF civilized men
at least he could be no worse of than
he was he:e. and. Furthermore. the raw
ings of the dying Englishman were get
ting on his nerves.
So he stole Clayton's spear and set
on upon his journey. He would have
killed the siok man before he left hal
II not occurred to him that II would
really have been a kindness to do so,
That same day ne came to a little
cabin by the beach. and his heart filled
with renewed hope as he saw this evi-
dencs OF the proximity Of civilization.
for he thought II but the outpost OF
nearby settlement. Had he known TO
whom II belonged. and that its owner
was at that very moment but 4 few
miles inland. Nikolas Eokom would have
ned the place as he would a pestilence.
But he did not know. and 90 he re-
mslned for q few days TO enjoy the Sc
curity and comparative comforts OF the
cabin. Then he took up his northwa-d
journey once more.
IN Lord Tennington's camp prepara-
tlony were going forward to build per-
manent quarters. and then to send ont
an expedition Of a few men % the north
IN search OF relief
As the days had pa ssed without bring
Ing the longed-for succor. hope that
Jane Porter. Clayton and Monsieur
Thuran had been rescued began to die.
No one spoke OF the matter longer 10
Professor Porter. and ne was 40 i'm.
mersed In his scientific dreaming that he
was not aware Of the lapse OF time.
Occasionally he would remark that
within a few days they should certainly
see a steamer drop anchor on their
shore. and that then they should all re
reunited happily. Sometimes he spoke
Of II as train. and wondered II II were
being DELAYED by snowstorms.
''If didn't know the dear old fellow
40 we'll by now" bennington remarked
10 Miss strong. i should be quite GER
tain that he was-er-not quite right.
don't you know"
III It were not so pathetic v would
be ridiculous" said the girl, sadly. II.
who have known him all my life, know
how he worshlps Jane; but to others II
must seem that ne In perfectly callous
TO her fate II Is only that he Is 10 AZ
solutely inrpra ctical that he cannot con-
ceiye of so real thing as death unless
neGrly certain proof OF II u thrust upon
him."
yesterday" continued Remington
was coming In alone from a little hunt
when I met him waking rapidly along
the game trail that ] was following
back TO the camp. His hands were
c,asped beneath the tails OF his long.
black coat, and his top hat was set
firmly down upon his head. as with eyes
bent upon the ground he fastened on
probably 10 some sudden death had
not intercepted him.
"'Why where IN the world are You
bound. professor asked him. I am
going into town. Lord Remington he
sah, az seriously as possible, to COM
plain to the postmaster about the rural
freq delivery service We are sunering
from here. Why. sir, l haven't had a
piece OF mail In weeks. There should
be several letters for me from Jane.
The matter must he reported to WASH
ington at once.
, "And, would you believe II. Miss
Strong" continued bennington. II had
the very deuce Of q Job to convince tbs
old fellow that there was not only no
rural free delivery. but no town. and
that he was not even on tho same COLI
tinsnt ~ Washington. nor IN the same
hemisphere.
when he did realise he commences
70 worry about his daughter think
II 10 the first time that he really has
appreciated our position here. or the
fact that Mics Porter may not havs
been rescued" ....
Il hate to think shout H." saA the
girl, "and yet ] cen think Of nothing
slse Nan the absent msmssrs OF eur
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