The Snowflake herald., 1922-09-08

Gongs doomed below; through the
new confusion and the cries Of men,
orders began to become audible. Alan,
scrambling to his knees, put an arm
under old Burr, half raising him; the
form encircled by his arm struggled
up. The skipper, who had knocked
Burr away from the wheel, ignored him
now. The old man, dragging himself
up and holding to Alan, was staring
with terror at the snow screen behind
which the vessel had disappeared. His
lips moved.
cit was a shipl' he said he seemed
| speaking more to himself than to Alan.
EYES," Alan said. cit was a ship !;
| and you thought"
/ ut wasn't therew the wheelsman
| cried. "It's-it's been there all the
time all night, and Td-Pd steered
| through 1t ten times, twenty times,
every few minutes; and then-that
time 1t was shipw
Alan's excitement grew greater; he
seized the old man again. "You thought
1t was the Miwaka" Alan exclaimed.
1.-THE Miwaka And you tried to steer
through it again."
"The Miwakal" old Burr's lips reit-
Grated the word. Eyes; yes-the MI
| waka !"
He struggled, writing with some
| agony not physical. Alan tried to hold
him, but now the old man was beside
himself with dismay. He broke away
and started aft. The captains voice
! recalled Alan to himself, as he was
about to follow, and he turned back to
| the wheelhouse.
The second officer, who had gone be-
| low TO ascertain the damage done to
the ferry, came up to report. Two Of
the compartments, those which had
taken the crush of the collision, had
| flooded instantly; the bulkheads were
| hOlding-Only leaking little, the Off
Ger declared. Water was coming into
a third compartment, that at the stern !:
the pumps were fighting this water.
The shock had sprung seams else
where; but If the after compartment
did not fill, the pumps might handle
the rest.
Alan was at the bow again on look
| out duty, ordered to listen and to look
for the little boats. He gave to that
duty all his conscious attention; but
through his thought, whether he willed
it or not, ran riotous exultation. AS
| he paced from side to side and hailed
and answered halls from the bridge,
and while he strained for sight and
hearing through the gale-swept snow,
I've found himl I've found him p
Alan held no longer possibility of
doubt of old Burr's identity with Ben
jamin COrvet, since the old man had
made plain to him that he was haunt
ed by the Miwaka. Since that night
i'll the house on Aston street, when
| Spearman shouted to Alan that NAME
everything having to do with the Sc
cret Of Benjamin COrvet's life had led,
so far as Alan could follow 1t, to the
Miwaka; all the change, which Sher-
| rill described but could not account
for, Alan had laid to that. Corvet
only could have been so haunted by
that ghostly ship, and there had been
guilt Of some awful sort In the old
| mans cry. Alan had found the man
who had sent him away to Kansas
when he was child, who had support
ed him there and then, at last, sent
for him; who had disappeared at his
coming and left him all his posses
sions and his heritage of disgrace, who
had paid blackmail to Luke, and who
had sent, last, Captain Staffords
watch and the ring which came with
1.-THE wedding ring.
Alan pulled his hand from his glove
and felt In his pocket for the little
band Of gold. What would that mean
to him now; what of that was he to
learn? And, as he thought Of that,
Constance Sheriff. came more insist
emily before him. What was he to
learn for her, for his friend and Ben
jamin Corvet's friend, whom he, Uncle
Benny, had warned not to care for
Henry Spearman, and then had gone
away to leave her to marry him7 For
she was to marry him, Alan had read
More serious damage than first re-
ported! The pumps certainly must be
losing their fight with the water in the
port compartment aft; for the bow
steadily was lifting, the stern sinking.
The starboard rail too was raised, End
the list had become SO sharp that wa
ter washed the deck abaft the fore
castle to port. And the ferry was
pointed straight into the gale now;
long ago she had ceased to circle and
steam slowly In search for boats; she
struggled with all her power against
the wind and the seas, desperate In
sistence throbbing in the thrusts Of
the engines; for Number Is was flee
ing-feeing for the western Shore She
dared not turn to the nearer eastern
shore to expose that shattered stern
to the seas.
Four bells beat behind Alan; 1t was
two o'clock. Relief should have come
long before; but no one came. He