The Dickson County herald. (Dickson, Tenn.) 1907-1979, 1917-11-23

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-Yea ] have bis r~vuiveS h ny
pocket. ard ths knife assn. Us WIN
make 90 marc treable. cesns. We VIII
divide q biscuit between uA. and tAsn
N wsii be your turn 10 nS dSWn-
bus Doesn't hrchnn hsse snyE
He has had mere than his share ~
ready. It'll offer him swallow Of wa-
ter--thats all ] imagine the way his
head feels. b" las fofxctten MI shous
being nnaxfy.
Tea had to strike himY
Slightly. q mere tap Of sea dsscs.
plins." ana glanced az my knsekie&
He was armed. you know. and ] could
tAks no chAneex There IN no hArtn
done. Come: are yea not Tired enough
10 ressr'
Shs glanced up Into my faer.
-fou VIII call mo al midnlxht. II !
fall asisspT
III feel worn out then and the
sea Keeps a. II Ia. or 10 worse. There
take my coat for pillow. No. really |
shall rot need II: this Ia an ideal safa'
mer Night. but We are out OF The track
of shlps.
hut do you still believe We viii nnd
aner
Il have every faith In the world" !
answered heartily. determined to con-
ceai my doubts III the weather holds
pleasant. We should be far enough
south By morning TO be In the north
fasii tsss Me-: fsasa N!zaEs.
Liverpool. Lie down. and rest. Miss
Vera. there ts no sign OF any storm
brewing. sndlonorrow yeuN probably
have tho deck Of liner under your
feet"
| know not how mach she may have
believed Of what | said, but che smiled
ms cheerful Eccd.aighI and lay down
In the bottom of the boat. my coat fold
cd under her head She rested there
motionless. her fnce shadowed by one
arm, and very soon her regular breath
Ing convinced me she slept Ike q tired
child. Looked ut her shadowy figure;
thea forward to where McCAnn hung
silent In the bows
What II we should not overhaul
shipf What II some evil fate would
permit Of our floating on unsecnf And
there were few eatabls biscuits left,
and barely cupfai Of ,epld water. The
thought Of what the end might be near
ly erased me. m sat there alone In
the silence and gloom--I could picture
those final hours OF despair. an we lay
starved and helpless In the ungnlded
boat. tho girl mercifully unconscious.
perhaps. aud Mccain gihhering idiot.
My taoit must stop thinkingi +
must DO man for her sake: aye, aud
retain my self-control. no Ms to do a
mans work to the cad.
All .mitg,ght the wind wat. Al its
hei sht. aud ala not cali the GIRL. as
dared not trust her to steer the craft
through such rough water. She slept
nndisturhed. not even changing her pc-
si,ion. a mere dim outline ut mr. feet,
Forward Mccain had slowed himself
away beyond the bow thwart. and
could see nothing Of him under the
blight Of the sail. I was tho only one
awake In the leap,ng boat. fighting It's
desperate way thretash es~ek ~atsss
under the dull CLEAN az the stars.
The sun had begun 10 show above
the horizon before the wiri finally
awokc. and sat up In the bottom Of the
beat. staring about her with wid~opsn
eyea, ~ though asartled BY thu change
In the aspect of the sea. Finally she
isfsed hersNlf n tho nearest thwsyt
and greeted me rvrrachfgisy.
"You hare let me sleep all night. and
lying on your coat You must be tired
nearly to death"
Far from Il; and We arw to be
blessed with another day Of suasnsna.
Perhaps by afternoon the So viii have
sone down. and ] can get a nap Are
you ready for hreakfas,y'
My explanation did not satisfy her;
I could read that In the expression Of
her face, bu, she made 90 further pro-
test
She drew out the biscuits from the
locker. broke cue Ia two, and handed
the bali b the, SIN esinxing tn the
bag. her glance Fell upon the slcoching
figure Of Mccain In the bow, and then
her eyes sought my face oaesticningly, |