Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1916-11-10

board.
The nearer the tug came the louder
the pilot and the crew yelled at heI
and the less Gloria wanted to meet them
She had never met any tugmen and she
felt no ambition to get into their social
set. 1t was growing so dark by now
that they could not see who was at the
tiller, and they kept calling her: "Trask"
or "Oh, jedi
At length Gloria decided that she was
not needed any longer. She had noted
the little boat bobbing along after the
barge and she felt that she might as
well capture that. 1t was more nearly
her size. She would be safer alone on
a skiff than on the barge when the tug
men released that fiend of a Trask. He
had planned to kill her before she tied
him up. He would certainly do no less
now that he had escaped. Jed had evil
IDENTIFY picked himself up from the rock
ing-chair trap, united Trask and I'M
muffled Nell. The three had been pound
ing and bowling for some time. The
hatch held for a while, but they were
going at it now with something as heavy
as a battering RAM 1t would yield soon
surely and then where would she be?
Gloria ran to the edge of the barge
and hauled in on the painter attached
to the little boat The barge was swish
over the skiff. But Gloria had no other
avenue of escape She hung across the
edge of the barge and dropped into the
skiff. Her aim was not very accurate
and the river nearly got her. But she
sat down quickly and steadied herself
and the boat. She began to ply the oars
with eagerness, but little progress.
What explanation Trask and Jed made
she could not imagine Evidently it was
not a good one, for the crew from the
tugboat gesticulated violently and it
looked as if there would be a big great
fight. Gloria hoped that they all would
throw one another overheard
At length she noticed that she had for
gotten to cast off. She ran to the bow
and had to unite the painter. The wet
knots were torture to her delicate hands,
but at last she was free and the boat
fell away from the barge. The river
was dark and menacing, and it's current
was like some invisible genie dragging
the skiff away to it's lair. Still when
Gloria saw the tug come alongside the
barge and make fast. and saw Trask,
Jed ana Nell dash up the companionway
and meet the highlands on the deck. she
felt that the current would be kinder
to her than the men would have been
The tugboat crew Went back to their
quarters Trask ran back to stare at
Gloria. He shook his fist her and she
rowed faster But the marge moved
northward, following the putting tug
Gloria breathed a sigh of relief that
after all Trask had also escaped. She
was so angry at this cancellation Of
her success that she started to row back
after the barge. What she would
have done had she overtaken it she
di not stop to think. The current pre-
vented the possibility of knowing. The
Hudson streaming into the sea carried
Gloria with II i'm spite Of all her efforts
at the oars. She gave up at length and
devoted all her energies to rowing
ashore. The nearer shore was the far
Their for her, because a landing on the
west bank would compel a lengthy
roundabout to fetch her to her home on
the east bank.
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