The Cook County news-herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Cook County, Minn.) 1909-current, 1915-06-24
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4 s they left the room Mr.. Jenni-
"a son began to pour forth his
n gratitude.
What providential escape!
I've you to thank for it, my brave
young man." he cried.
But the brave young man, with a
due sense Of the fitness of things, COM
menced deprecatory speech in which
the name Of Marsh figured, at which
the latter went through the most fran
tic gyratfons for silence and as they
fell behind in narrow part Of the cor
ridor whispered:
You'll want all the reward there is,
you young jackanapes. Play a lone
hand"
Its wonderful" declared Jennison.
to deceive whole shipful! His twin
brother, it seems"
He turned aside to seek his daugh-
ter, but the others went out on deck.
AS they reached the end of the prone
made they heard the shrieking of q
windlass as key came numbering up
from the hold and was swung off to
the port side, under which lay boat
from the black steamer. The trans
shipment Of the millions had begun.
Both vessels were nearly motionless.
The red-purple Of the dawn was grow
ing to translucent pink, and over the
dark waters glimmered long arms Of
rich color. 1t was spectacle Of fasci-
mating beauty, yet the two watchers
saw nothing except figure silhouetted
against the grayer background Of the
north, pacing the bridge with nervous
steps. Which figure it was neither
could say.
The shrieking windlass sent down it's
great jaws to grapple with another
key in the hold. Then there came into
view another form on the bridge,
gaunter, yet maryelously like the first.
1t faced the broader asst turned, and
the watchers on the boat deck saw
the latter star t and recoil. Perhaps it
was a faint cry they heard, perhaps
the sound of some wandering sea bird.
But there was no doubling the real
ity Of the Spanish oath that reached
their ears at close quarters, and they
turned to see Benedict looking up at
the bridge, his swarthy face distorted
with rage. Only for an instant did he
remain to witness the meeting Of the
brothers; then, having cast one swift
glance of hatred at the men who had
foiled him, he disappeared within the
steamer.
Marsh whistled a bar or two Of his
famous clog-a thing he had not done
for many hours.
"shouldn't want to meet that chap
on a dark night" he observed senten-
tiously.
AS they turned again to the bridge
they saw but a single figure. From
afar sounded gong, and they felt
the great frame of the Golden Grey
hound forge ahead. Marsh looked out
upon the dark blue expanse medita-
lively.
"When you said it was not Thurston,
did you suspect?" he asked.
Brill nodded. *'When the captains
canary acted SO queerly had an in
stinctive feeling that something was
wrong" he replied. ''The explanation
came to me afterward. said nothing,
for, after all, it was only superstition
"What do you think was In those
boxes the purser believed to contain
books and papers?' said Marsh as
they made their way inside.
Brill shook his head.
"Firearms If Benedict hadn't met
that ship of his he'd have started a lit
tie revolution aboard, guess
At the foot of one of the great stair
cases they fell in with stebbins, all ex-
element.
Il just saw Benedict and some Of his
people starting to launch boat, SIR"
he cried. y
"Do you hear, Marsh?' said Brill.
The fat man yawned. Eyes. 1don't
care particularly. I'm rather tired Of
the sight of him."
Still he did not decline to accompany
the two to the ships side, where Arts
tides had seen the maneuvers with the
boat. Just as they reached the spot
the little craft swung free and shot
down from the davits with a harsh
screaming Of the pulleys. They caught
a glimpse Of the Mexican, two or
three Of his chief satellites and the
fefgned captain Of the Olympiad.
They saw the boat hit the water
with a splash, then rush into the
awful turmoil Of the foam and spray
of the steamers wake. For moment
it danced about on the silver mael-
strom; then all that was visible was a
floating oar. Some one raised the
faint cry, "Man overboardv' But the
great ship plowed on.
Brill went to his cabin to freshen up,
Marsh to the smoking room for a cigar
and Stebbins to the inferno Of the en-
CINE room to witness its renewed &C.
tivity. All met at breakfast, and all
were summoned to Andrew Jennison's
table. Their host was in fine feather.
"I'm hungry for the first time" he
declared. "The minute stepped on
this ship felt presentiment of evil"