Emmons County record. [volume] (Williamsport, D.T. [i.e. N.D.]) 1884-current, 1918-05-30
CHAPTER v.
The Sea Of Jelly.

he sank ike stone. NO SuWpse VI
him could be had. No rescue was pos
sible.
Donald chung to the edge Of the
boat and scrambled in. He saw the
amazed recognition flame out on 1dn's
face. He knew then that she loved
him, and his impulse to seize her in
his arms was almost ungovernable.
But at the same instant, looking
past her into the sen, he experienced
the same illusion that had beset him
within the house in Baltimore, and
Rgnin outside it-that of wOman's
misty form outlined upon the wateri
Donald made cup Of his hands.
'Davies, fling out rope" he
bawled.
But the submarine was some dis.
lance away, and in a moment wall
Of fog came down, plotting her out.
Ida Kennedy watched Donald with
approval. She had always liked him;
shaken as she was now, his advent
seemed the work of Providence. She
had questioned her heart before she
sailed, for she had known that her
future was Of her own choosing
whether it was to be spent with him
or no.
Donald continued to call loudly, but
the F55 was drifting in the mist and
quite invisible. 1t was In fear Of this
sudden happening that Donald had
told Davies to make for Fair island
II he could not get rope to the boat
Fair island. less than six miles
away, was the secret rendezvous
where the oil-ship and biplane were
to await the F55, the former to re
plenish her fuel supply, the latter tc
accompany her back to the mother
ship.
Donald picked UP pair of OAR
from the bottom. He realized that h,
would have to pull toward Fair islant
alone as soon as he got an inkling o
its direction. with the chance of bein;
picked up by the submarine when tn
fog cleared. But it was approaching
shutdown. and the probabilities of thei
spending the night in the boat scenes
strong.
locks. AS he allowed one to drift
through the water he discovered
his surprise, that 1t was apparent
plunged into mass of some jellylik
substance. He dipped his hand int
IT and scooped some Of it up.
The water was apparently curdlet
like thickened milk, and on both side
Of the boat, which rolled in it heavil
and high in the viscous medium.
As he withdrew the oar Donald ha
the sensation of pulling 1t from b.
tween the clinsing fingers of chill
He looked down. It occurred to hi
that he might have got the blade e.
tangled in some marine growth: b.
the water was clear, almost black, ar
Of the same strange, jellylike cohsis
ency everywhere.
Then, to his amazement, he realize
that the boat was moving!
1t was not like the pull of to-
line. which is sequence of crescent
and diminuendo. of starts and jerl
as the rope grows tight and slack ;
ternately. 1t was constant impuls
1t was an intelligent impulse,
1t was beginning to grow dark, nj
to row seemed useless until the f
dispersed. 1t was impossible to gau
the direction. Besides. to pull again
that force would have been arduo,
and to pull with 1t might have led
unexpected difficulties.
Donald backed water in experfme,
Instantly he felt the force increa.
II was an effortless. persistent pus
stronger than his own powers, a
Donald realized that he could not
sist IL.
Suddenly he felt singing SEN
ton ON the back of his hand.
pulled In the oar. Five small. !
spots had sprung out on his wrist. o
the flesh seemed to have been cupp
Donald c1apped his other hand do
On II. and encountered somethI
claufmy and cool, which seemed
slip away. II was like the fiipper O
little seal. or. again. Hike the hand