The Eureka sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1902-current, 1915-03-06

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the impressive words with which the
church of his country commits hui
manity to the eternal goodness. As he
finished and the two stewards took
the black box and poised IL over the
open port a signal man, who stood be-
side them. waved a flag to somebody
on the bridge. and instantly the great
propellers ceased TO reyolve and a
strange quiet settled over the monster
steamship as she glided on under her
wi momentum.
With n sudden mOyeme the men
pushed the coffin overheard. 1t went
down straight as a die. The splash
its impact made was mingled with n
moan of anguish from the woman In
Grape. who bowed her head upon
Marion Jennison's shoulder and wept
her heart out. At that moment Brill
felt more touched than he had ever
been. He grasped the hand Of the IA
tller. wrung II with intense strength Of
sy mpathy and led the a to his wife.
Together they walked unsteadily to
the corridor and We're lost to sight.
The gangway was closed quickly,
the ponderors engines began their
%throbbing pulse beats once more, the
seamcn marched away. the passengers
scattered to their quarters and the In
cident was over.
Yet not quite over, for Brill. noting
that Benedict was not present and
glad. though wondering. assumed tile
role of Marion's cavalier and escorted
her back to her father. who was still
reclining i'm his big chair.
In the corridor near his stateroom
he found Marsh pacing up and down
like a fat and jolly sentinel and invit-
Ell him into his cabin.
Say, Overton. may | leave the door
| open?" asked the visitor. meantime
planting himself so that he faced it.
"Of course. BY the way. | didn't see
you at the BURIAL said Brill. some
what curious as to the commercial
mans prediction for exercise In a
narrow and airless corridor.
"No?" returned the other. well. Il
wasn't. I've been at several burials
Mt sea-: they're depressing. Besides,
I've been-excuse me a moment
The stout mar jumped TO his feet
with amazing CELEBRITY. ran to the door,
almost shut it and peered out through
the crack for an instant. Then he re.
turned to his seat.
"Just as / thought" he observed.
.,o;lf,.x s,I,l..o,tl,- "a Dr;I'c naunifaSt
establishment. 1T was Benedict's man
the wireless operator, | mean-who's
been closeted with him.
Brilfs animosity toward the Mexican
had been tempered greatly by his new
feeling of tenderness for Marion Jen-
nison and by his growing conviction
that his quest was not without hope.
He could tolerate any one under such
circumstances.
"Oh. we'll" he replied carelessly,
hes Benedict's employee before he's
the ships wireless operator, you
know"
Marsh fiecked a bit of imaginary dust
from the tip of one of his well polish
ed shoes. Then he gave Brill a look
of keenest scrutiny and nodded his
head two or three times.
That's exactly what I've been think
ing" he said.
At the instant of Marsh's rather odd
observation there anne a knock at the
cabin door. a smart little tap that sug-
gested jauntiness in its maker. Brill
called to Stebbins, who was in his
own room.
"Open the door. will you, JayT
Aristides FASTENED out. delighted to
do some sort of service. He had felt
lately that he was not earning his sal
AIRY.
"A lady TO see you. sir" he said after
he had peered into the corridor. Brill
saw that Marsh flashed a glance mt the
youth, and he OWNED why.
"All right, sir" he replied to his
protege. accenting the last word I'm
such u way that he hoped 1t would re-
mind Stebbins of the undesirability of
reverting to the old custom on shore,
yet not excite any suspicion on the
part of Marsh. He went to the door
and found his caller to be Marion Jen-
nison's maid. Il French young person
with n pale. piquant face and an air,
of complete self satisfaction.
"Mees Jennison's compliments" said
the girl, her chin in air, ''and would
NJ. Ov-r-r-ton be so ware kind as to
meet Mees Jennison for a moment in
re libraire just before &c luncheon?'
Brill bowed and said something about