Baraboo weekly news. [volume] (Baraboo, Wis.) 1912-197?, 1915-02-25
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Rachel at first had remained silent
with surprise. Now she begged then
to cease hostilities, and vowed she
would have neither Of them. They stol
idly ignored her as though she had nc
part in the proceedings. The two mer
came together, spared clumsily a mo
ment, and then clinched, wrestled, and
finally went down with crash on the
deck.
It was a heavy struggle, In which
both labored hard, and soon they were
painting, as they tugged and strained
from one side of the deck to the other
Five minutes they were down, and
then they staggered to their feet. The
| sparring began again, for it was not
as alert as at the beginning, for both
had lost their first wind. Slowly Dan
ny forced his rival out toward the
stern, and a grim smile came over
his face.
"I'n make you jump overheard" he
said.
Neil ducked under the others arms
bobb1ng up again at the rear. He
struck Danny savagely between the
shoulders. The blow almost knocked
him down, but he recovered, lunged at
| Neil, and the two again clinched. Once
more they strained and wrestled, and
| at last Danny threw Neil heavily TO
the deck and sat on him. Then he be-
gan deliberately and methodically to
| pound the fallen man in the face.
Enough! Enough! I'll let you have
her!" painted Neil.
The pummeling stopped instantly,
and Danny arose and assisted Neil to
his feet. Both were cut, and they sat
down together to stanch the flow of
blood.
THAT was some ferce!" said Neil
when at last he got his breath.
"Tm thinFin' twas So" assented
/ Danny. Now, who's the better mann"
! he asked trium phantly, turning around
to where Rachel sat.
But Rachel was gone, nor could
Danny see her anywhere in the victn-
| ity OF the wreck.
IT'S likely she's zone for some one
to STOP the fight chuckIed Danny;
! "as Though SIZE didn' know I'd stop 1t
myself"
Neil { sregardcd the irony Of this re-
mark AID turned his attention to the
water. Little swirls Of white, thick
! mist were twisting and turning above
! the dull food Of the tide, and the
| swish Of the water had grown louder
than it had been early in the evening.
To the west, a mountain Of black cloud
piled itself up in the sky and zigZags
Of lighting were tearing through it.
A rattle of thunder echoed from hill
to hill.
"The first thunder of the year." said
Danny indifferently. ITS nigh time.
Below is as dry and snug as in your
own ship"
He took out his pipe and began shaw
ing fram fig of twist, preparatory to
going below when the rain came His
home was a short ten minutes walk
away, but there was nothing there to
attract hem, and it was just as COM
Portable under the deck of the Sally
Prince
A quarter of an hour passoa before
the first puff of wind struck them, but
when the storm finally did break Ii
broke with fury.
"a blow with it," said Neil.
The wind came tearing through the
growth of spruce, whipping the water
Ct the strait into an angry, churning
mass.
I'm a-thinkin' Of the girl said Dan
ny, stopping suddenly. DO you sup
pose she's got home?"
Ee was still standing On the deck,
thoUyk the first big patters c: rain had
begun t) fall
Wen eee," said Neil
They clambered up the little broken
spur of rock to the street that runs
the whole harbor front. Rachel lived
less than two hundred yards away;
facing the now drenching downpour,
they hurried TO her house. Her
mother. pale and trembling, met them
at the door. She was from an inland
farming village, and had never grown
used to the ways Of the sea.
She's gone" she cried, without
waiting for the two men to question
her: her and Angus Finley. gone over