Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-03-09

pleasure Of tormenting his rival over
powered even his horror Of death.
He suddenly seized her in his arms
! Catherine cried out:
Let me go-you will break my
ribs"
stephen had hidden his face against
| the wall but at her complaint he
turned. calling:
In Gods name, let her go!"
! ChaVal rose; he realized that
stephen had reached point beyond
which he could not endure--well, let
one Of them die, The struggle which
| they had had at Rasseneurs house
was renewed, but they were so
cramped for space that they could
hardly use their fists.
stephen went utterly mad the
blood rushed 10 his head in a dizzy
ing torrent. He caught up piece
Of slate and flung it at Chaval with
such force and an aim so sure that
it broke the skull of the wretched
man. and brains and blood oozed out
on the ground as he fell
stephen bent over the body; it was
true then. he had killed his foe in
his frenzy produced by hunger and
hate! The ghost OF the little soldier
seemed to rise-the recruit whom
child had murdered-well, now he had
murdered also,
Catherine sprang to her feet with
a horrible cry,
For many terrible moments they
held fast to each other hoping and
praying for the death that would not
come. Stephen slowly unwound her
arms, bidding her look another way;
then he dragged the body to the head
of the plane and flung ii down with
all his force; they heard a splash
and the water close over it,
Their tortures caused them to lose
all idea of the lapse of time. The
third day of their Imprisonment was
drawing to a close. They had no
further hope OF being rescued; II the
food spared them they must die of
-hunger. Stephen remembered once
more to pound on the WALL the same
awful silence succeeded.
Catherine suffered so horribly now
from hunger that each breath be-
came a groan. Stephen felt about in
the dark till he found some bits Of
rotten wood, They lived on these for
two days. The drawing of their
leather bands tighter and tighter also
afforded a little relief, and the sem
sation OF chewing something gave a
certain kind of support.
Gradually the hunger pangs ceased
TO be so violent; a dull, heavy pain
succeeded tho intolerable torture. as
their physical strength failed. They
must have given way utterly had it
not been for the fact of being able
TO get all the water they wished,
though the burning thirst which set
in was never appeased,
On the seventh day as Catherine
stopped to drink. her hand encoun-
tered that of a body floating about
on the food.
1t was Chaval's corpse. p=shed up
the inclined plane by the force of the
rising tide. stephen touched it, then
retreated, while Catherine shivered i'm
horrOr-it seemed TO her as if she had
been drinking blood
At each movement OF the water
stephen could feel the touch OF the
man he had killed, like that of a
neighbor wishing to remind him of
his presence, and each time he shiv-
cred with horror, He saw continually
in fancy that green, swollen face with
its red mustaches; sometimes II
seemed to him that he had not slain
his enemy. but that the man was
swimming about waiting for a chanSe
to attack him.
Catherine, after long spasms Of
hysterical sobs, would sink almost
into h state Of coma from weakness,
and at length fell into a slumber
from which he could not rouse her.
Sometimes she would half waken,
murmur a few broken words, with
out even opening her eyes, and fall
asleep again, while he held her in
his arms, afraid that she would
drown.
He was left alone to reply to the
knocks Of the comrades against the
rock. The noise of the picks sounded
nearer, but his strength was failing
and he had not even energy to make
sign, He lost all interest i'm the
matter. grew so heavy and confused
that for hours he would forget what
it was he awaited
lie had one consolation at length;
the waters began to abate and Cha
walls body drifted off. On the ninth
day that the miners had been work.
ing for their delverance. Catherine
recovered force enough to take a few
steps in the gallery Suddenly a con-
Vulsion shook the ground with such
violence that they were thrown down,
and they caught fast hold of each
other, mad with the idea that fresh
catastrophe had commenced. But a
stiffness foilowed--eVen the noise of
the picks had ceased They sat down
in corner side by side. Abruptly
Catherine broke into gay laugh.
oh how warm it Isl" she muir
INJURED Kiss me-let's stay here to-
eether always-alwaysi He pressed
her close to his heart, while she pratt
tied eayly on, and he in his grow
ing delirium Joined in recalling mem
cries Of their long-repressed mutual
affection.
why you struck me once" he
said; yes. indeed, gave me a blow on
each check"
1T was because I loved you" she