The Spectator., 1916-02-22

 these powerful friends? Once more she found herself alone-Gnd oacs more in the blind instinct for self preservation she did what rae could for her own safety.
 She dared not think of the fate of her friends. She mourned them now as dead, but still in her subconscious mind kept bitterly fighting the convic- tion even as it came. And as she ar gued, she found herself swept away farther and farther from tho place where last she had seen them.
 In some way, she knew not how. Kitty found herself among many oth-I CTS upon the same considerable piece of wreckage where Roleau and Fred erick had endeavored to place her soon after the explosion. Many others now clung to this. She shuddered as she cast glance about her over tho water, and drew closer to tue center of the raft. One after another she saw them lose their hold; one after another she saw them carried away by the waves AS for herself. pre- served miraculously, she knew not how. she fastened herself as best she could to the frail floating floor and ceased to struggle. Mercifully her senses left her for a time. l When she came once more slowly and painfully to realizing sense of l what had befallen, she looked about her wearily.
 She was alone upon the sea. Of those who had been about her, mono now survived! Not far from her a body or two floated, but not a living being was to be seen, not survivor 1 save herself had found this means of safety.
 There was no food. There was no 1 fresh water for her. There was no means of raising a sail. or using an oar, even of hoisting signal had she had one. And yet the sky above her was so blue and gentle. the sea around her so kind, that all now seemed less terrible than it had been but now. l Hungry and thirsty as she was she shuddered as she thought of the added bangs that might be hers. She called aloud in her distress, her despair l There came no answer, save in the shrieks of the circling birds which lowered, ghostlike, above her. l The waves bore her onward, she knew not where. and cared not how. for how many hours she could not tell. Face to face with herself. her past, her future. the unhappy girl passed . period of unknown duration, engaged In her own reflections.
 l It was not her own life she feared to lose. so she said. for life after all was . little thing. a temporary passage at best But if only she might have lived now for the sake of that which she felt in her own heart-for the sake of that uncompleted period of her own life whose dawn she acknowl- edged to have seen but now! He was gone She had seen him swept away before her very eyes. He was her enemy, who had so often taunted her and defed her. who had 1 fought her in every contest of wits yet in turn he had aided her to escape | and saved her but now-instead of enemy he had turned into friend or more than friend-and he was gone. The sunset of her day came even with l it's dawn.
 "Yes," she said to herself, The saved me at the cost of his own life" And the life of that other faithful friend. Roleau. the dauntless, it, too, had been wasted to save her own-the life ! -l.z 1xfz since it must be lived alone. They were dead-and she had been tho cause of that! What could life hold further for her?
 l Kitty Gray bent her head down upon her knees. Her hair fell about her face. And thus she sat. she know not how long resigning herself to her fate. making her peace with what sho felt now must come. Now" said she. "let me die!" And when once moro tho sleep of exhaustion came upon her she thought it that of death itself. | She wakened, none the less. in time-for strong indeed are the ties that bind us whether or not we liko to this life into which we are born ! Wltuoul Oui dohin6.f ohC WohShou oAsss stared with hollow eyes about her at @ world which she neither knew nor loved. But even so. at length her gaz0 found something to cause her eyes to kindle. her breath to come a trifie faster.
 Far in the distance she had caught sight of the shoro of distant land the same sight which in turn had met the gaze of that friend whom now she mourned. It lay there low on tho sea and distant-land. some sort of land. she knew not what.
 She looked at 1t duly. apathetically. In truth, she was too far gone to care. Whether or not she retained con sciousness through the remainder of her voyage. she herself could never tell.
 At length. a weak and unimportant