Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1917-12-04

looked up, smiled and lifted TO her
his broad gray hat in wave OF
greeting.
How do you DO, Mrs. Mallory?
Glad to see you"
The miners from Frozen Gulch
were grouped together on the lower
deck. At sight of the man with the
suitcase a sullen mumur rose among
them. Those in the rear pushed
forward and closed the lane lead
ing. to the cabins. One of the miners
was flung roughly against the new
passenger. With a wide, powerful
sweep of his arm the man who had
just come aboard hurled the miner
back among his companions.
"Gangway!" he said brusquely,
and as he strobe forward did not
even glance in the direction of the
angry men pressing toward him.
Here. Keep back there, you fell
lows. None of that rough stuff
goes" ordered the mate sharply.
The big Cornishman who had been
tossed aside crouched for a spring.
He launched himself forward with
the awkward force of a bear. The
| suitcase described a whirling arc of
of circle with the arm of his owner
as a radius. The bag and the head
of the miner came into swift i'm
pact. Like a bullock which had
been poleaxed, the man went to the
floor. He turned over with a groan
and lay still.
The new passenger looked across
the huge sprawlng body at the
group of miners facing him. They
glared in savage hate. : All they
needed was a leader to send them
driving at him with the force Of an
avalanche. The man at whom they
ragged did not give an inch. He
leaned forward slightly, his weight
resting on the balls of his feet, alert
to the finger tips.
Then the mate got busy. He
hustled his stevedores forward in
front of the miners and shook his
| fist in their faces as he stormed up
and down. If they wanted trouble
! by Jove! it was waiting for 'em he
! swore in apoplectic fury. The Han
nah was a river boat and not a dive
| of wharf rats!
The man with the suitcase did not
wait to hear out his TRADE. lie fol-
| lowed the purser to his stateroom
dropped his baggage beside the
| berth, and Joined the Kusiak group
| on tne upper ueCk.
They greeted him eagerly, n little
effusively, as if they were anxious
! to prove themselves on good terms
with him.
| What was the natter" ;sked
Selfridge. How did the trouble
| start? ?"
The big man shrugged his shoul.
ders. ut didn't start. Some OF the
outfit thought they were looking fol
row, but they baked on the jot
when Trelawney got his"
Gordon, as he watched from {
little distance, corrected earlier i'm
pressions. This man had passed
the thirties. He had the thick necl
and solid trunk of middle life, bu
he carried himself so superbly tina
| his whole bearing denied that year
could touch his splendid physique
Strong had stepped to the whar
to talk with an old acquaintance
but when the boat threw out
warning signal he made a Nurrie
good-by and came on board. II
rejoined Elliot.
"Well, what d'you think of him
Was I right?"
The young man had alread
guessed who this imperious strange
was. IT never saw anybody &c
away with a hard job so easily a
he did that one. You could Sc
with half an eye that those fellow
meant fight. They were all prime
for it-and he bluffed them out"
"Bluffed them-huh! I was wher
could see just what happened
Colby Macdonald wasn't even look
ing at Trelawney, but you bet h
saw him start. That suitcase traN
eled like a streak of light. You
"a thought it weighed about tw
pounds. That amt all, either. Ma
used his brains. Guess what was
that grip"
(Continued.)