The Odanah star. [volume] (Odanah, Ashland Co., Wis.) 1912-1916, 1916-04-21


gines. what have we gained? What
do we know?"
Look" said she. Look at them
| below us yonder. They want what
we want They pursue what we pur-
sue? Why? Believe me, they know
| that the coin is on ahead. If they
| know it, why shouldn't we? Monsieur
an inspiration. The accident of fol-
lowing what might have been the
wake of fish, but was the fash OF
submarine-the accident OF seeing
yonder cloud Of smoke ahead-that
| was fate fighting with us. Believe
me, Roleau is yonder on that boat!
Believe me, he has the coin. Fate is
| fighting with us at last, say. The
end OF all our troubles is at hand"
AS they swept forward, now near,
now dropping off from the course of
the speeding yacht, always Kitty
| turned her glass upon the decks OF
| the water craft. At length she ex-
claimed:
'It is he! I see him. He is there.
standing looking back. He has no
| glass. He cannot recognize us now.
But it is he. All! trust yonder faith
full soul not to be travelling in vain. I
am sure, as though / saw it, that he
has the coin with him there. I am
sure, as though I saw him, that it is
Count Sachio himself in yonder sub
marine pursuing him. Come! Lit
| orally, we must fly"
And fly they did. Moment after mo-
| ment, hour after hour, until at length
the smoke above Gretzhoffen harbor
! thickened, until the towers Of the
| cathedrals and the palace appeared,
| until the shipping grew more distinct,
| until the long green slope of the coast
| Notifications showed to the eyes of
Count Frederick, high above the level
of the sea.
fWe Will make it safely, made
moiselle," said Count Frederick, at
last. "For some reason the subma-
rine does not attack, do not know
why. The three of us soon will be
within reach Of our own guns. won
der
The wonder Of Count Frederick was
not ill placed. In few moments they
heard the dull report of a 30-centi-
meter piece of one Of the coast bat
teries-saw the white cloud of smoke
burst from the emplacement in front
Of the disappearing gun. On ahead
they saw the white splash Of the shell
across the bows of the advancing
yacht.
"What do they mean?" exclaimed
Count Frederick. "Ah, I see. The
yatch carries the ensign of the royal
navy Of Grahoffen! 1t is armed. Our
gunners take it for an enemy. Now
heaven send them bad aim for once!"
A shot, and yet another followed
bracketing the yacht between the
ranges. Count Frederick held his
breath for what he knew would come.
Come it did. The yacht, struck full
by the impact of heavy shell, reeled.
careened, half broke apart and began
to settle by the head.
eft is too bad!" exclaimed Count
Frederick; "sunk by our own men!
Yonder yacht was coming to our har-
Dor for protection, carrying our own
man-carrying our own fortune-,he
Gretzhoffen coin! And now all is
Iost!'
He turned the Prov of the air craE
full toward the settling yacht. The
wake of the submarine was no longer
visible.
Then, what the men of the Gretz.
hoffen Batteries saw-what the men
of the submarine might have seen had
their periscope then been above the
surface-was the swift volplane Of
the air craft which they so long had
followed. It swept down now like a
giant bird, at keen angle. as though
itself would dip into the sea. Below
it there swept the great anchor rope.
its end whipping white here and there
on the tops of the waves.
Alloy, Roleau!" cried the voice OF
Count Frederick.
Roleau looked up at this summons
from the clouds, and saw above the
rail of the air craft he so long had
noted in wonder two faces that he
knew and loved! A great sob shook
his giant chest. Even his callous soul
was affected. Out Of the very deep
they had come-his master and his
mistress-to save him, when he
thought all was lost! He lifted up his
hands.
The whipping rope coiled and
turned, twisted this way and that But
the steady hand at the rtdder of the
air craft guided it straight onward,
downward.
Roleau reached out, made a swift
grasp. felt himself swept free, off his
feet. An instant later, hand over
hand, he began his ascent from what
had been the EXTREMIST peril of his
life.