Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1921-04-08
CHAPTER III.
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The Picture of a Baby.

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her throat. then seemed to cease beat
ing. There stood her father growing,
enraged and drunk, and as if she were
dead and no longer able to help her
child, her mother lay almost within
touching distance. If Uriah carried
out his plans, then the horrid fellow
there would soon claim her as his
woman. That thought frightened her
SO that she stepped back as the new
conner came upon the deck.
Whats the matter, Ry?" he asked
quite casually.
'He's killed mummy" burst forth
the girl. sand if both you fellers don't
want to get pinched, you'd better
scoot often this boat
Uriah laughed, and Reggie's high
pitched cackle followed.
"Been giving your woman a little
discipline, eh, pal?" he demanded,
turning on Devon. swell, they all
need it now and then. But she's the
liveliest breathing corpse ever saw.
Did you hit 'er, Dev?'
"Yep,' growled the other man, "and
I'm goin' to beat Tony, too. The i'm
pudent brat says she wouldn't marry
you if you was the last man l1vln'.
You watch the brat there, Rege, while
l duck Eide in the cabin
Tonnibel, wide-eyed and suffering,
saw her father lift her mother up IN
his brawny arms and carry her down
stairs. none too gently. When he had
disappeared, throat sound made her
swing her eyes to the other man. He
was contemplating her with smile.
an evil smile, such as she hated in
men. His white teeth seemed like
many cleaning knives, sharp, strong
and overhanging, his red lips spread
ing away from them
He took step toward her and
stopped
"Why so much fuss about nothing,
my little one?" he said, cooling.
Daddy said / had TO marry you,"
breathed the girl, brushing back a
stray curl from her brow. But
don'tl I'm goin' to stay with my
mother on the Dirty Mary. There
amt no law forcing girl to marry a
man she don't like. And / hate you,
see? Huh?"
Brown II didn't! But / do know, my
little Tony-girl, that you'll say very
meek yes when get through with
you"
Tonnibel suddenly shuddered and a
hopeless, helpless feeling went in
waves over her. Oh, to be anywhere
in Gods clear, clean world! Away
from those cleaning lustful eyes But
she saw no opportunity to escape.
Reginald Brown was blocking the
small space through which she must
fly if she were to be saved at all. She
knew very well if she could hide for
a little while the two men would drink
until they slept. Then she could come
back and help her mother. Plainly
she had heard the woman weeping be-
low in the cabin, and even more plain
ly to her suffering ears came Devon's
blows, and after that silence.
Her heart thumped like a hammer
against her side. Behind her lay the
shining lake. And one hasty glance
over her shoulder only added to her
fear. There was not a sign of a boat
| anywhere. She was frantic enough to
scream If it would have done her any
| good.
II think I'll kiss you, my little bird y
said Reggie, suddenly, narrowing his
eyes. you're pretty enough for any.
one to want to kiss. BY Jove, never
realized until today just how much ]
| liked you. III kissed you, well-per.
haps you'd change your mind about
about things"
Tonnibel slid backward to the boat
rail: When she touched 1t, she whirled
about and dove headlong into the lake
When Reginald Brown saw the girls
leet disappear under the water, he ut
tered an oath and cried out He hadn't
expected such an action on her part
He ran to the cabin steps ano
screamed to Devon.
"She's in the lake, Ry," he shivereG
as the other man sprang to the deck.
When Tonnibel felt the water ovel
her, she swept to the lakes bottom
with one long stroke. Then deftly she
rid herself Of her dress skirt and be
gan to swim swiftly under the water
They were tense minutes that the
two men stood waiting until suddenly
beyond them to the south curly heat
came above the waters edge. Their
they leapt to the shore and raced to
ward the place she must land. II
the painting girl it was a race for life
Suddenly, like a. flashing glimpse
from Heaven, the words, "Stand Still
and See the Salvation of the Lord,
floated before her eyes like fame o.
gold. Philip MacCauley's deep voice
seemed to speak them in her ringing
ears Immediately after. "Goddy," SHE
| groaned, Salvation of the Lord, oh
| farlin' Salvation"