East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1915-05-19
TWELFTH EPISODE
The Spirit Of The Marsh
CHAPTER /.

"a ing halfway across New YORK nay as the
principal passenger. a long nosed woman
with high arched brows, recognized through waD
bly, jOinted telescope the leaders in procession OF
Eve speedy motorboats which swept rapidly toward
her
Turn around. Quickr the woman ordered as the
hrst motorboat bore down, and she dashed cinder
from her beady eye Here comes the runaway
brider
"Tm turning her now. ma'am," reported short.
thick Individual whose round face was one consecu'
tive smudge. Don't you hear our engines stoppingT
"There she goesr screeched Honona Blye as the
long, narrow steel gray boat dashed past bearing
besides It's driver, beautiful young girl In yacht
ing costume protected as much as possible from the
Hying spray In the arm of tall man with soft
felt bat and q loosely knotted cravat
"Why, she isn't with my husband! cried Honorla
Blye
"No'm" confessed Bill Wolf. putting fresh
smudge on his round face as the cinder laden smoke
rolled down; mot now" His perplexty cleared he
spied the second boat "There he comesg
"GnbertP screamed the woman as the second boat
shot by. driven by a heavy man with round head
and thick idded eyes and carrying as Its passenger
a dark. handsome man with a black Vandyke, whose
whole attention was nxed on the beautiful girl In
the forward boat "GlllyT The dark handsome
man paid no attention. You viperF she shrieked;
then she whirled to Bill Wolf "Why don't you turn
this around and chase them%
Were turning. ma'am." reported Bill Wolf. look
ing anxiously In at the engineer. Don't you hear
the engine reversingT
The third boat shot past, driven BY white mus
tached man in evening clothes
THAT'S the creature who corrupted my husbandT
shrieked Honora. "He was with Gilbert the night
be took his trunk awayi You beastl" she screamed
and then she caught sight Of the occupants In the
fourth boat little chauffeur with blazing eyes and
the tniest OF mustaches and stiR woman. who
bent eagerly forward
.sThe maid of the runaway brideF' explained the
justly famous detective Bill Wolf "Do you notice
that we're turning now, ma'amy
'Ned Warner, the deserted groomr announced
Honoria Blgs as the nfth boat darted past. Ned
held binoculars to his eyes. and they were focused
alternately on beautiful June Warner In the arm OF
the artist and upon the closely pursuing Gilbert
Blye With him were plump and placid small
man. who drove with unwecome creases In bis
brow, and a generously plump young woman, who
was half hystericaL
"ws're turned, maam," said BIZ Wolf, clutching
HonOria Blye BY the elbow. Don't you see the
Wooworth buIldiRgF
On the dock there stood watchmAn who consist
ed Of an oVercoat and cap. and silently, motonless-
H
swift motorbOa slender pointed. steel gray. dashed
up and from 1t the artist quickly lifted beautiful
June Warner The overcoat and cap moved not a
muscle, but from far of Ned Warner, in the fifth
boat OF that strange regatta through bis powerful
binoculars saw that landing, saw June cling to her
newly found protector, saw, from the bend OF MS
head that the artists eyes were nlled with appre-
citation for the beauty Of the fair little runaway
BRIDE Straight up the dock they ran to the street
and hailed a passing taxi and whirled away.
A keen little racer dashed up. spraying the water
IA A glittering translucent sheet as 1t curved into
the slip. From It sprang the black Vandyked Gil
bert Blye in time to see the taxlcab whirl away
with beautiful June. Through his powerful oinocu'
lara Ned Warner saw Blye gesticulatng with anger
saw the heavy round headed Edwards climb cium-
silly upon the dock and stamp his foot
A third boat TRIM 1.-THE little cutter. From It
scrambled the white mustached orin Cunningham.
Through his powerful binoculars Ned Warner saw
Cunningham, too give way to ht Of fury, and
Ned finally gritted his teeth and clinched bis lists
as he saw these Scoundrely pursuers of his lovely
bride race up the dock They hailed passing taxi
and whlrled away up the street
A fourth boat little French chauffeur with
t,nv mustache and a stiff woman with high cheek
homes. who bent and unbent painfully as she was
pulled to the dock.
aHeyP" The overcoat and cap at last had moved,
rapldly, violently. They pOunced between Henri and
Marie. "You'ro plnchedF
"Pinehed, mOnsisuri ImpOsSibleF' protested Hen
"A IN astonishment "For what b It that we are
pipchedf Behold the bOatl We have returned IT."
Marie started to run away.
"Hoorayr On his side Henri jerked and, laugh
ing gayly, Sprinted after Marie Up on the street.
ln the shelter Of q warehouse stood touring car.
AZ he ran Henri reached IN his pocket for key.
naAlnA them cana pounding the oYefcoat and cap