Charlevoix county herald. (East Jordan, Mich.) 189?-1953, 1915-06-12

No sooner had the yacnt 1adeu from
view, however, than broad white
streak flashed again, penetrating the
blackness, and began to swing rapidly
from right to left in search of the
elusive yacht. Now il caught
glimpse of what it sought, and after
a moments wavering, it shot out
straight and the Murita was again
plainly discernible.
Once more a shot came from the
cutter and Cornish chuckled to HIM
self. Adele sat breathlessly in fright
ened suspense, and then gave sigh
of relief as the yacht continued calm
ly on its way.
They're not trying to hit her. and
they won'tw Cornish called over his
shoulder to Adele. Apparently they
don't want to take the chance of sink
ing her and drowning the man they're
after. It's a lucky thing for Whit
ford-and for me too, as I'd hate to
lose the Murita"
For quarter of an hour the launch
raced on, Cornish crowding the
staunch little engines to their greatest
capacity. Wet and shivering, but
with never falterning courage, Adele
kept the wheel firm, heading the
launch due east on a steady course.
Meanwhile the yacht and the pursuing
cutter disappeared from view, and all
they could see was the occasional
fare of the searchlight as it flashed
across the waters when the Murita
apparently changed her course apt
iy and momentarily eluded the watch
of the other vessel.
Now that the chance Of the launch
being discovered was extremely re-
mote, Cornish eased up bit, and for
the first time since they had started,
turned to glance at the unconscious
form behind him. Adele, too, elated
at the success of their little strategy,
was wondering how Harcourt Jared,
and called out to her father asking
IL
Satisfied that the engines were run
ming properly, Cornish arose and
made his way cautiously aft. Reach
ing Harcourt he bent over and looked
down at him anxiously. The tarpaulir
Cornish had thrown over the earl
had kept him dry in spite of the
spray, but he lay pale and very still
breathing only family. Raising his
head, Cornish saw a deep red stair
upon Harcourt's temple, and observed
with alarm, an ugly cash on the side
of his head. Adele could only make
them out dimly but she heard hei
fathers exclamation and asked anx.
iously what was wrong.
II must have hit him harder thar
l intended" Cornish said. 81 didn't
notice that he had such a cut. Wait
a minute-I1l come back, and Their
you can look after him."
Slipping into the seat beside Adele
he took the wheel and she made hel
way quickly to Harcourt's side. She
bent close to him trying to see more
distinctly, and felt the warm BLOOD
upon his face and hair. Hurriedly
throwing open her slicker, she tore
a strip from her petticoat, and wet
ting it, carefully washed the WOUND
before staunching the flow of blood
as best she could. Then she rudely
bandaged the cut and placed the limr
head more comfortably.
"Do you think he's badly hurt p
she asked fearfully.
IL don't know" Cornish called back
81 didn't dream of his falling like
that. Give him good drink of this.
Still holding the wheel, Cornish
reached into his pocket, and pulling
out big flask, passed it to Adele
She pressed it to Harcourt's lips ant
poured a generous quantity into hi!
mouth. Gradually his heart began t,
beat more quickly and his breathing
grew more regular, but he did no
open his eyes or show any sign o.
returning consciousness.
what are we going to do will
him now" she asked in perplexity
Eve must get doctor the minute W.
land"
1--WE haven't landed yet" CoInisl
reminded her, as great wave threw
the launch high upon its crest, AM
then dropped it down into a deep val
ley between angry seas that towere'
high above them on every side
"Take a good pull at that flask your
self, and don't lose your nerve" h
added kindly.
"I'm not the least bit frightened,
Adele assured him. I'm only wor
ried about him."
There's 70 use worrying" sal,
Cornish. Hes not dead, and l don
fhinl he's seriouslv hurt Well ore