The daily Alaskan., 1920-08-03

nfrht without. Except for the three motlonless bodies, they were alone From a distance Brennan'S voice crowded out a gruff order to his line of rrrsonrrS. Then all was still. The eyes of the girl opened slowly, her lids trembling. but as they rested on Vest colts face, she smiled.
 "You. are glud I came"
 "Cradl Why I never really knew what rIadncss meant before"
 Ur nr0+ lower. his heart pounding fcr.lv. strange words struggling for uunrauar.
 "Ynu love mcT
 Snc looked at him, all the. fcrycnt Irish >naj of her in her eyes. Then ono arm sro,e upward to his shoulder.
 "As vou love mo-" she whispered softly "as you love me"
 "T rrn nsI, no more, sweetheart he hrcarn,d SohcrIy, and kissed her. At l1st she drew back, still restrained by hfs arms. but with her eyes suddenly grava and thoughtful.
 eye forget" she chided, "where we are. You must let me go now, and seo if he is alive. I will wait on the bench hcrr."
 "poor old Fred. I'll do what I can for hlm-ITl not be away a minute, dear"
 He caglI see little from the door. way oaDy the dark shadow of mans form lying full length on the floor Then h. ,gtk the lamp down from the snc,. .gl nr,t it so the feeble light Tell aru tHe upUrned face. He star. lruu at tlr features thus r5- v....g. unable for the moment tu uud eNr.r--.a f"r h.s bawildermcnt. ",aa yau come here, dcor| he ca',rI.
 Su. stood beside him. gazing from his .ue, into these features on which tl. raga ur the lamp fell.
 "What is itG' she questioned breath n,.rv. "Is he d@ad?'
 .I to not know; but that man is not Car.rEs.. Will you hold the lamp w-I ] lnlrr if he is ulive|
 sa, r.,s 1t in trembling hands, SUD- ru=.u. herself against the wall, while h.. ns1s G the room. and Enr,t beside taa a,rrr,-sS figure. A careful eN- ..ma.t.v revealed the mans wound r1 a.. ulurul though not particularly serious, WostcoJc lifted tEc mans .. aul fGp marton caused the eye ...- fa -H,r.r. Slowly the eyes opened, .aH ta.ei up into the face bending .... f.a. The wounded man bre2!hed .....g. the duI stare in his eyes ....--..r to a IUvk ot bewildcrcd iD- ...a-,u.e.
 "Nurre am r" he asked thlckly. "G,. yys, l remember; l was shot. Who @re ycu%"
 "I am Jim Wcstcott; do you remem' nar mrT
 rIa -.ar,anc eyes evidenced uo ~ers.. ut recollection.
 ~Nu." hc s..G. struggling to make .n, words clear. "I never heard that u.ma before"
 Miss Donovan came forward, the lamp m her GauJ, the light shining .uu .u her racc.
 "Eg. you told me you were Mr. ugvon.f~h," she exclaimed, and Mr. Wu~.t.tt was an old friend of his surely you must remember"
 u. looked up at her, and e0do2v' a~uG tu smile. yet for the moment did not arswgr. He seemed fascinated by r,u picture she made, as though some visfna had suddenly appeared before him.
 II remember you" he said al last. "NOu-yyd arc Miss Donovan . I'll up-er forget you; but l never sa" Uni, ugu Deture-Tm sure of that" "AaI an equally convinced aS to the truth of that remark" returned ye~tc1.t, "hut why did you call your self Ngyendish?'
 "Hpcause that is my name-why shouldn't IF
 "Whr, sec here, man." and West corrS voice no longer concealed his inifenation. you no more resemble Fred Cavend'sh than l do; there is not a feature in common between y0u."
 Erred Cavendlsh?" "Ucr,linIy; of New York; who de you think we were talking aboutI' i've had no chance to think. ! claim my name Is Cavendish, and il ] is: but I've never once said l was Fred Cavcudish of New York. If you mus. know, I am Ferdinand Cav 1 rnGf-h of Los Angeles"
 Westcott permitted the mans head 10 rest back on tEe floor, aud he arose 10 his feet. He felt duzed, stunned , as though stricken d sudden blow. Good Godw he exclaimed. What can all this mean? You came iron New York city?' "Yes; I had been there a month at ! tending to some business"