White Pine news weekly mining review. [volume] (East Ely, Nev.) 1910-1920, 1917-06-10

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they found the two still arguing
Haven't o finished your tircsome
discussions" asked Natalie.
Mr.. Trevor has almost convinced
me that the octopus is a noble creature.
filed with high ideals aud writhing at
the thrusts of tire muckrakers." Eliza
told them.
CHAPTER xiv.
The Fruit of the Tempest.
EITHER O'Neil nor his host was
in sight when the girls came to
1 breakfast The men had risen
early, il seemed. and were
somewhere out IN the storm. \ wilder
day would be hard to imagine: a hurri.
cane was raging. the rain was whirled
ahead Of il ike charges of shot. The
mountains behind kyak were invisible
and to seaward WIS nothing but IL dim
ly dlscernible smother of foam and
spray. for the ercsts of the breakers
were snatched up and carried by the
wind. The town was sodden: the
streets were running mud. Stoyepipes
were down. tents lay laitened I'm the
mire, and the board houses wee LAX
Ing as IL they might fly to pieces at any
moment. The darkness WIS uncanny.
and the tempest seemed 10 be steadily
growing in violence
When an hour or two had passed
with no word from tue men Eliza an
nounced Der intention of looking them
up. She had spent the time at a win
dow, straining her eyes through the
welter. while Natalie had curled up
cozily with a book in one Of Trevor's
armchairs.
But, dearie. you1u be drenehed =
Natalie looked up in surprise Mr..
o'Neil is all right"
"Of course he is. I'm not going 0ul
to scold him and bring him in. ! want
TO look at the storm
S do |, but IL wont do any good. |
can't make 1t blow any harder by get.
ting my feet wet"
You read your novel and talk to
Mr.. Trevor when he comes back He
knows we're to blame for this storm.
so you must De nice to him. | can't"
She clad herself in raincoat. SOU wester
and boots and hurried out. Walking
was difficult enough. even In the
shelter of the village. but not until
she had emerged upon the beach did
she meet the full strength OF the gale.
Here II wrapped her garments aboui
her limbs until she could scarcely
move. The rain came horizontally and
blinded her. The wind fairly snatched
her breath away and oppressed hei
lungs like n heavy weight She shield
ed herself as best she could. ard by
clinging to stationary objects an6
watching her chance she managed T.
work her way onward III lnst che
caught sight OF O'Seil standing high
above the surf. facing the wind dai
antly. as II daring IL To unfoot him
He saw her and came In answer t.
her signal. But to breast thai wind
was like stemmiug a rushing torrent.
and when he reached her side h was
painting.
Child. what are YOU doing here?'
he demanded.
81 couldn't wait any longer size
shouted back You've been cut slnrr
daylight. You must be wet through
He nodded. II lay awake al nigh.
listening. So did Trevor. He's begin
ming 10 worry already"
Already If the brcakwater stands
this
''The storm hasn't half started
Come, Well watch II together" He
took her hand. aud they lungel into
the gale. battling their wIs back TO
his point of vantage. He paused at
length and. with his arm about her.
pointed TO the milk white chaos which
marked Trevor's handiwork. Tie rain
pelted against their faces and stream
ed from their slickers.
After a long time he spoke. See!
It's coming up" he said.
She felt no Increase In the wind. but
she noted that particles Of sand and
tiny pebbles from the beach were fly
ing with the salt raindrops. Her mus
cles began to tremble from the con
slant effort Mt resistance. and she was
ltllGA C1 W I 1ihtAds lbpRto abRhN -
a place of refuge. She pointed to a pile
of bridge timbers. but he shook his head
They'll go flying II this keeps up
He dragged her into the shelter of a
little knoll. Here the blasts struck
them with diminished force. the roar
ing In their ears grew less. and the la
Dor of breathing was easier.
High up beyond reach of the surf a
dory had been dragged and left bottom
up. Under this the wind found a fin
ger hold and sent il flying.
Even where the man and the woman
crouched the wind harried them like
a hound pack. but 10y clinging to the
branches of a gnarled juniper bush
they held their position and let the
spray whine oyer their heads.
Farther west I've seen houses chain
ed to the earth with ships cables" he