The Miller press. [volume] (Miller, S.D.) 190?-current, 1922-07-13

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manded. Answer me; 1t was the
Martha Corvet?"
The wheelsman struggled he seemed
suddenly terrified with the terror
which, instead of weakening, supplied
Infatuated strength. He threw Alan off
for an instant and started to flee back
toward the ferry and Alan let him go,
only following a few steps to make
sure that the wheelsman returned to
Number %.
Because OF the severe cold. the
watches on the ferry had been short.
time to time to warm himself. and
then he would return to duty again.
Old Burr at the wheel would be re-
lieved and would go on duty at the
same hours as Alan himself. Benjamin.
COrvetl The fancy reiterated itself TO
him. Could he be mistaken? Was that
man. whose eyes turned alternately
from the compass to the bow of the
ferry as II shifted and rose and fell,
the same who had sat In that lonely
chair turned toward the fireplace In
the house on Aston street? Were those
course, the hands which had written
10 Alan In secret from the little room
off his bedroom and which pasted so
carefully the newspaper clippings con
cealed In the library?
Alan faced the wind with mackinaw
buttOned about his throat to make
certain his hearing, his ears were I'M
protected. They numbed frequently,
and he drew a hand out Of the glove
to rub them. The windows to protect
the wheelsman had been dropped, as
the snow had gathered on the glass;
and at intervals, as he glanced back,
he could see old Burr's face as he
switched on a dim light to look at fhe
compass. The strange placidity which
usually characterized the old mans
face had not returned TO it since Alan
had spoken with him on the dock; Its
look was intent and queerly drawn.
Was old Burr beginning to remember
that he was Benjamin Corvet? Alan
did not believe II could be that again
and again he had spoken Corvet's name
to him without effect. Yet there must
have beer times when, If he was actual
ly Corvet, he had remembered who he
was. He must have remembered that
when he had written directions to some
one to send those things to Constance
Sheriff. or, a strange thought had
come to Alan, had he written those in
StructiOns himself? This certainly
would account for the package having
been mailed at Manitowoc and for
Alan's failure to find out by whom II
had been mailed. 1t would account,
too, for the unknown handwriting upon
the wrapper, II some one on the ferry
had addressed the package for the old
man.
What could have brought back that
moment Of recollection to Corvet, Alan
wondered the finding of the things
which he had sent? What might bring
another such moment? Would his see
ing the Sherrills again-or Spearman-
act to restore him?
For half an hour Alan paced steadily
at the bow. The storm IA increasing
n~oticeably In ~ierceness; the wind
driven snOwflakes had changed to hard
pellets which. like little bullets, cut
and stung the face and it was growing
colder. From a cabin window came the
blue flash Of the wireless, which had
been silent after notifying the shore
stations of their departure. 1t had
commenced again this was unusual.
Something still more unusual followed
at once; the direction Of the gale
seemed slowly to shift. and with 1t
the wash of the water; instead of the
wind and the waves coming from dead
ahead now, they moved to the port
beam, and Number 25, still pitching
with the thrust through the seas, also
began to roll. This meant, of course,
that the steamer had changed its
course and was making almost due
north. 1t seemed to Alan to force It's
engines faster; the deck vibrated more
Alan had not heard the orders for this
change and could only speculate as to
what 1t might mean.
His relief came after a few minutes
more.
where are we headingT Alan
asked.
Radio" the relief announced. 1.-The
III. G. Richardson calling; she's up by
the Manitous."
"What sort of trouble?"
She's not In trouble; it's another
ship"
"What shipT
mo word as to that"
Alan, not delaying to question fur
Their, went back to the cabins.
These stretched aft, behind the
bridge, along the upper deck. some
score on each side of the ship they
had accommodations for almost a hun
dred passengers; but on this crossing
only a few were occupied. Alan had
noticed some half-dOZen NERVOUSNESS
men, no doubt. forced TO make the
priest, returning probably to some mis-
sion In the north he had een no WON
en- among them. A little group of
passengers were gathered now In the
door Of or just outside the wireless
cabin, which was one Of the row on the
stanboard side. Stewards stood with
them and the cabin maid within, and
bending Owe the table with b radio
instrument, was the operator with the
second officer beside him. The violet
RI was ~raspipg and the oneratOr