Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1915-04-07


under cover of the matted bushes.
Louder and louder grew the whir. 1t
was just upon her. With her heart
beating so that her ears were full of
the sound of 1t, June peered out through
her leafy screen. Orin Cunningham!
He circled the island in his swift little
cutter, his keen eyes searching every
where. He passed within ten feet of
her. She held her breath lest he might
hear it. and once as his eyes turned
full in her direction and she thought he
had certainly detected her hiding place
she almost screamed.
He passed on. however and. running
his light little boat ashore, stepped out
and went up to the hut, the only pos
sible place of concealment on the is
land. June had a swift debate with
herself. Should she leave her conceal
ment and. running her motor at its
quietest speed, slip away down that
other channel while Cunningham was
in the hut? That debate was settled in
an instant, for up the other channel
slipped the swift little speed boat car
yying Edwards and Gilbert Blye!
Blye's dark. handsome face was with
out its usual suave smile, and it wore
a look of concern as, making a quick
landing, he hurried up to the hut, fol
lowed by the plodding Edwards.
1t seemed ages before they came
away, and they had apparently made a
thorough search, for they even stopped
down as they came outside to peer un.
der the stilted foundation amid the
rubbish which had accumulated there
When they had gone away June re.
mained for u long time in her hiding
place, but finally she stepped from hei
boat and crept from her concealment
Thirst. inspired by the fever of her ex.
citement, had driven her forth in
search OF drinkable water.
There was cask of water in the hut,
brackish and stale, but it was water,
and she drank of it from a rusty old
tin cup which hung to it. She had just
set down the cup when her quick ears
detected low, steady hum. She step.
ped to the door, ready to make dash
for her boat. but as she set her foot
upon the threshold she saw the dark
gray Prov of skiff protruding its
point around the bend of the lower
channel, She darted back out of sight
and, looking through a crack in the
board wall saw in the skiff three
rough looking men and rough looking
woman. The skiff rode low in the wa.
ter, and from under its tarpaulin faunt.
f..1,, -
June laughed in relief. 1t was good
to see human beings who were not in
pursuit of her, who would befriend and
protect her. and she had almost run
down to meet them when suddenly
loud. angry voices came from the frail
little craft. There was bitter quarrel
in which the woman took shrill part
and as the boat landed the woman
Jumped out and stopped swiftly. The
man with the scraggly mustache and
the scattered tufts of beard on his face
jumped ashore, cursing. The woman
raised up swiftly and, with shriek
like a cat, jumped for the man with q
long knife glittering in her hand. The
knife flashed down, and the man stag
Il.
raised again, but before 1t could de
scend the huge rawboned man, who
had jumped from the boat, caught the
woman'S arm.
June saw no more. She ran wildly
around the little hut looking vainlJ
for some place of concealment. A rusty
stove. a rickety table, some rule bench
es, two straw pallets-that was all
! There was no other room, not even ;
! cupboard. In the ceiling June's fran
tically rowing eyes found trapdoor
/ one of its boards loose On the wood
! en- wall beneath it was a series o1
cross sticks. and without hesitation
, June ran up this rude ladder, shovel
! the trapdoor aside and scrambled int
( the attic.
: There were voices below. The quar-
! rel, whatever it had been about. hat
evidently been settled, for the woman
: was laughing, and so was the big, raw
boned man. June peered down through
| crack in the ceiling boards. These
! two and the lean fellow with the
! hook nose were loaded with all the.
could carry The big man with th'
/ scar on his chin dropped his heav.
bags on the floor with catter. ant
the brass stopcock Of Il washbasil
i rolled out of one of them. The woman
/ carried silks and fine linens i'll hel
/ bundles. and the lean little fellow wa:
loaded with silverware. AS they de
posted their burdens on the floor th'
other man came i'll and sat heavily ol
/ q bench.
"Well. Babe. you sliced me, all right,
he grinned. and. throwing off his coat
he loosened his shirt at the neck ant
barred his left shoulder. There was al
ugly wound near his armpit. and it wa
bleeding profusely.
June clapped her hand over he
mouth to prevent a hysterical outcry
while her senses swan. She was see
ing phases of life that she little dream
ed existed
The woman made laughing repl
and after the people exhibited differ
ent articles of Jewelry, clothing. etc
they started cooking meal.
See Runaway June in motion pic
lures every Monday at the victorii
Theater. The pictures each week por
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