The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1919-07-19

Inc Munvh lay heaNiiy IN the
trcugh. The canoe. rising and cling.
tnE on the crest of each wave. was
carried forward a few feet at time.
taking the run of the sea faster than
Tie disabled .motorboat. So now only
q hundred.odd feet separated them.
b(1< they could come no nearer. for
the canoe was abeam and slowly
drifting past.
otollA saw the man stoop and stand
uf3fJ(h = coll OF line in his hand.
TfGA ehe eanpsd. for he stepped on
the oDaming and plunged overheard
n beautiful. arching dive. A sec.
OH latef his head showed glistening
nh(so the gray water. and he swan
toYo9d her with a slow. overland
Dele@e. It seemed an age---altho the
mk1nA1 time was brief enough---bcfore
~ reached her. She saw then that
there was method in his madness, for
~ line strung out behind him. fast
- cleat on the launch. He iaio
ho11 Of the canoe and rested few
- ~, painting, smiling broadly at
s9orry that whopping wave put me
nut Of commission" he said at last.
IA have had you ashore by now.
HMM on for a minute"
~ made the line fast to thwart
1< the bow. Holding fast with one
~ ne drew the swamped canoe
vUfV the launch. In that continuous
81 q was no easy task to get Stella
oI(t4, but they managed It. and
1&onty she sat shivering In the
@ockptk, watching the man spill the
<1fef out Of the Peterboro till 1t rode
Ro&tly again. Then he went to
V0EK At hts engine methodically.
wiring dry the ignition terminals. all
.1be various connections where mois-
t3r4 could effect a short circuit. At
thS end of few minutes, he turned
the starting crank. The multiple
IQTItpdars fired with a roar.
He moved back behind the wrecked
Windnhield where the steering gear
.GfoQd.
"Well. Miss Ship Wrecked Mar
t1ef." said he lightly. where do you
wish to be landed?"
over there. II you please" Stella
~1nted to where the red roof OF the
REPlow stood out against the
AA Tim MIRA Fyfe."
u &hly rid he. An expression Of
~ surprise flashed across his
Another potential romance
D&aed q birth. You know, /
<Do4 yOu wers some local maiden
egp whom I could pose AZ Z heroic
cl1er. 6uch Is life. Odd. too.
n rca Ahh1y-I'm the Monohan tail
- Abbey business kite, you see
sneed me . pilot for a spin this
ctncun ana backed out at the last
mt. / think she smelled this
- ! went out for a ride by
99L II W. glowering at that
house thru = glass when I spied
m nat II the thick Of it,
& r. had the clutch In now. and
mQnqh was cleaving the seas,
1 - half speed throwing out wide
~ - spray. Some Of this the
~ brought across the cockpit.
- up into this seat" Monohan
nGpAnded. u don't suppose you
- m any vetter. but II you put
P Int thru this buIkhead> door.
heat from the engine win warm
~ Jcvas you're fairly shivsr-
~ lucky for ne you happened
gs stella remarked. when she
CnecQnced behind the bulklfead.
Y( Settjng - gold don't know
- much longer I could have stood
bank the good glasses that
Dcked.. you out You were only a
DGelk on the water. you know. when
p GfEhted you first"
m H kept silent after that. All his
1neulties were conferred on the seas
4beoA which rolled up before the
1k7axp cutwater of the launch. He
No. making time and still trying to
avoid boarding seas When q big
- lifted ahead. he slowed down.
- kept one hand on the throttle
control, whistling under his breath
disconnected snatchss Of song. Stella
studied his profile, clean-cut ~ q