Beverly banner. [volume] (Beverly, N.J.) 1877-1964, 1925-08-07

| DreHa stared AT u1u LII Opch-SyOu
wonderment.
HE was the instrument Of justice
he himself" Peter went on. "a man
who would save his life, lost 1t. The
madness of fear brought all that he
had to fear-and MORE"
He paused
"Brena, 1 will tell you," he said in
a hushed, awed voice. THE man was
mad, irresponsible, without power to
reason. He was in a panic Of fear.
He wanted to hide his crime at any
cost. He had filled his gasoline tank
for the return journey. Look!"
Peter pointed to the hole in the back
Of the car into which the gasoline Is
poured. The screw cap had gone. A
bent copper pipe still dangled out of
that hole.
Gle wanted a hat-full Of gasoline.
That was the fuel, Brena-the fuel to
burn the remains of Jim Hennepin."
He wet his lips.
"He used siphon. This bent cop
per pipe taken from his tool chest
spare length of oil feed pipel And
with that he filled his hat and ran
| back"
Peter looked up into the sky. He
went on quietly. "And the siphon ran
on. He had forgotten it. 1t ran on
| with it's little stream saturating the
sand until the tank was empty and the
heat of the day was evapcrating the
| last drops at the bottom. Parmalee
had condemned himself to death He
had lost the fuel he had put in for
the return journeyl"
Brena pressed her lips tightly to-
gether and for many moments looked
into the great fanlike spread of the
sunset. Then suddenly she turned
toward the car apd took several steps.
NO" said Peter firmly. 'You
mustn't"
II must know, Peter, beyond
shadow Of a doubt"
"He is there-nothing for you to see,
dear. He must have had the delusion
at last that he could drive the car.
He's there-at the wheel-fallen for
ward. And So"
She looked up.
"And soto be sure-I took the
watch--a gold one-this one. Is 1t
his?"
He held 1t out on the palm of his
hand.
Eyes, 1t is-his Peter"
He looked down at it moment;
then tossed 1t into the sand as one
losses aside poisonous fungus.
peter"
| "Yes."
"We mustn't let this go with us
when we go-following us away. We
must leave them both-here."
She took his hand.
'T am sure. For myself 1 can an
swer. l know the desert has served
some great VIII. The book is closed"
y They slept upon one great square
| blanket spread on the open desert
beneath the stars while the pale moon
moved, on its great silver arc across
the heavens. The Pueblo Mescalero
was far behind; from it they had rid
den for miles In awed silence. And
when they had reached stopping
place upon a rise of ground, neither
had dared an expression. Aching with
WEAKNESS they had looked at each
other mutely and flung themselves
down.
Now the second morning, like the
first, came over the deserts edge with
host of golden lances; again the air
of the desert became haze of lumi-
nous violet hanging above the red and
yellow sands and waiting for that
clang when the yellow glare was flung
forward again over the plain.
Brena awoke, sat up, unbraided her
hair and tossed it loose with her fin
gers. Something within her, that had
been growing with the slow growth
of stalwart long life, that had suffered
no blight, that subconsciously she had
protected and nurtured for an unseen
end, that had been made ready to with
stand assaults by tragic winds, that
had lived apart ara immune from
faint, was now free AS she threw cut
har arms toward tae un, so now this
thing within her fof the first time
came forth IRON Xtz lepths to greet
dawn Of Its own.
Il was uor a taIng skiing for dra'
matte CRISES Or Tor 81 mmits of Joy
It only asked for the q innate romance
that ef thu coniiu ty Of full
gtrong. human ilte-rhe adventure Of
adventures into which ne soul throws
mlnd and cody, shought and flesh
nerve md VIII. And eecause she hat
found asr mate g. t0is ultimate 70
nance. 8reaa benS ever and kissed
Peters lips
ns su1iled n his seed, and slowly
his Aody moved aad his eyes opened
where are we going, PeterT she
asked
"Soguewheys With yod, he said, sit
t,ne M. Somewhere with you.
j So ~ - al H.