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! THE OMAHA (Copyright, 11, by 8, R. Crockett.) CHAPTER XIX.—Continued. ! Mis face looked sterner than ever, for | the fatigues of the night had caused it o take on an ashen, corpse-like hue, out of which his small gray eyes looked with the courious nobility of living eyes from behind a mask. But he raised his hat as politely as be | fore. For in nothing did Gregory Glendon- | wyn fail, save in humanity. And I could not but admire the Intrepidity of the man who at his age had undertaken a task so| exhausting as this. “We must leave as soon as the water Bas advanced a stage higher at the little pler,” he sald, “Our destivation is yonder!™ He lifted his hand and polnted to a faint | blue cloud which stretched itself against the brightening horizon. “The istand be- | 0, donwyn carrying our slender effects. For, as I say, in the smaller courtesies he left nothing to be desired. There was a boathouse nearby, as I was at first glad to notice, but the fron door was locked and in addition eecured with a stout padlock and chain. We took our way among sea holly and starwort, thrift and water plantin, skirting heathery hillocks and benty warrens over which the rabbits scurried and where the sea birds were be- ginning to nest, in the direction of the an- clent and rulnous building which we had observed from the sea. At first I thought the place wholly de- serted, for nothing was to be seen but & plain ridge of ancient etone and lime broken at the time and above it the jackdaw's tower or keep. But Mr. Glendonwyn went on steadily, following a path which every “SOMETIMES BEVEN VENTURING TO STEAL IN AND CLOSE THE SHUTTERS FACE SHOULD AWAKE LEST THE LIGHT IN HER HER.” longs to me, and there are good and kind people upon it. I have used is as a refuge myselt for many years and have always found it an isle of peace. So, I trust, say I told him that I would like to write to my father, that I might set his mind 8t rest. Mr. Glendonwyn took a while to consider, and at last gave his consent, but only upon condition that he should and approve what I wrote. * he said, “the whole advan- rrangement might be thrown ecrecy in your retreat 1 had, in fact, to write the note which finally went to my father from Drumfern no less than three times before I could find & form of words which was acceptable to our guide, Kate never opened her mouth once during these negotiations, save to ask ‘when Rupert would be well enough to co: to her. The reply which Mr. Glendonwyn gave was reassuring but somewhat evasive. ‘The young man would follow as soon as his ‘The letter was written In the comfortless shelter of the hut, in which were only a rude @ for a table and some packing boxes for seats. But I had been able to light a fire with the new invented phos- phorus matches which Mr. Glendonwyn car- ried with bim, and which I struck upon & plece of glass paper. He also brought so: provisions from t! all together. Rupert's father sitting oppos! 0 us, in thick blue pllot-cloth coat, wide trousers, like a sailor's, and a huge knitted comforter about his neck. In an hour he announced that the time of our departure had arrived. It was now clear day, and we could look about us upon the bleak, unkindly landscape. I, for my part, thought it dreary enough. But Kate, on the other band, saw only Rupert and his coming in all, and stepped with a g deal of courage assurance into e satling boat which was to convey us to our destination. Mr. Glendonwyn rowed with ease and vigor till we came to the mouth of the| Mttle winding river, which somewhat gin- | gerly telt its way down through these sul- | len marshes to the sea. As soon, however, &8 we began to feel the life of the salt water, be shipped his oars and began to set & small lugsall, which, having been well taught in water lore by my brobher Will, I was giad 1o be able to help him to raise. And nothing shows more clearly the great change which bhad come over my poor Kate than this, that she who before had never been & moment idle and who had ever been the most eager to handle oar or sall, should now be content to sit ldly by, looking out | over the water without any apparent in- terest in what we were doing, or whither | We were going. And the reason of that I| knew not “then, though afterward it was plentifully and ‘pitifully plain to me. It was & matter of three hours before we landed on the island, which all the while bad been gradually rising before us across the water—a long, low, desolate, sand-duny place, with a fringe of sand and pebbles all found 1t, a plantation or two cowering und haggy heathery helghts of roek snd boulder, and & vast clamor of sea birds tireling and screaming about it everywhers. As we drew round a spit of sand, over which the waves ware breaking white, we ght of & long, low building, gray, and weather-beaten of aspect, from an anclent square tower rose, backed trees and overgrown with ivy. But sea it appeared to be roofiess and and the jackdaws rose in a cloud agalnst our intrusion as we . 1 tried o valo to recall the map of Scotland at this point. i it g ep grew plainer till we turned an arch- way and found ourselves, by one of those quick surprises which always affect my spirits with pleasure, in a small, well-kept plot of the greenest gr aflame with lent lilles and eslender nodding daffodils. And whereas without we had seen only the gray crumbling of the wall, rude as a stone dyke, the lime moldered away by the eager damp of the sea air, behold! within was a little whitewashed house with its back to the ruined keep, white blinds to all the windows—three above and two below, with a door painted green, like the houses you see on shores of Highland lochs. And fu the doorway stood a good, sonsy, well-put-on Scottish dame, smiling and nodding her head as if well pleased to wel- come us. This surely could be no prisom, but a refuge indeed. Atter shaking hands Mr. Glendonwyn made eome signal and the woman pointed out over her shoulder in the direction of the dark, heathery crest of the fsle. I understood him to inquire as to the where- abouts of some third person. “Old Jonet is deat and dumb,” he sald, turning about to us, “but you will find her both kind and attentive. I brought her and her husband, Hamish McColl, from the Highlands many years ago, to keep the d for me. You will not want for any- thing, I trust. I have made every prepara- tlon for a somewhat lengthened stay. In- deed, I habitually keep most things here, as my own visits are made at uncertain inter- vals and generally without warning. The old woman shook hands with us, putting Kate's arm affectionately, and re- peatedly touching her own lips with her finger tips, as if to say that she was sorry she could not talk to us. “She understands something of the fin Mr. Glendonwyn went ‘but neither she nor her husband have such English beyond that which will enable them to understand what you want. Hamish is my shepherd, a man in whom I trust and find altogether dependable. He will convey any message to me that you may think it necessary that I should have. But I must warn you that he has his orders and will neither permit you to leave the feland without communicating with me ner forward any letter ur message except through my hands. For the rest, I think you will have no reason to complain.” Without entering the house or king for any refreshments he held out his hand in farewell. “I will now take my leav he sald. “For it is essentlal that this letter should be sent to your father immediately. My service to you, Iadtes. I think you will find your retirement not wholly disagree- abl And the next moment we were watching his long, active legs carry him down again toward the pler, where, presently, from the outer gateway of the anclent abbey, we saw a figure join him, i CHAPTER XX. An ldol And, indeed, Mr. Glendonwyn had some right to his opinion. For within the house was admirably equipped, and to me at least its outeide disrepair and quaint antiquity ratber heightened the bien sense of com- fort within Indeed, but for the fear that we were distressing our friends, th was Bo suffering of any kind conpected with island. Jomet McColl rooms with housewifely pride. First, there on the ground floor was & good-sized sitting room, with a win- daw opening upon the garden or courtyard. On ©f the narrow passage wae & dining room, with guns and fishing rods in racks. To these Kate ins turned her eyes, and, ejé i . Gl presently brought us up & rude pler similar in copstruction to which we bad left on the mainland. made fast, the sall was taken Here down end we stepped ashore. Mr. Glea- woman in hand, tried to spell out the letters of Rupert's name, with hopefulness gleaming in her eyes. But either Jomet did pot understand or she bad her orders. Not trom ber would we fad out whether BLUE “55-SR .Crocl:efl_"_? / or not Rupert had ever been upon the isle. Nor did we find her husband, when he came in, any more communicative. Hamish McColl proved not to be a man to waste words on any subject—a yellow- faced, scrub-bearded, middie-aged Celt, the ruddy hue of whose hair was invaded and modified \by a certaln grizzled gray, which gave v.n§ effect of Imperfectly applled whitewash. I asked Hamish the name of the pla He appeared to experience a difficulty in understanding the bearing of the query. But at last he answel “It is the maister’'s island—no mine “Well, then, Hamish,” I your ‘maister’ call it? ““He never called it ocht that I mind on,” ‘was the answer. “But what is the name on the letters that d, “what does 1 persisted. “There’'s nae letters ever comes to—this feland,” he spoke the words slowly, as if ch had to find its way unassisted through nonplussed and for the moment could contrive no other leading question. I rallied, however, sufficiently to ask, “What shall T call it when I speak of {t?* ' it ‘The Island he sald. alls ye at that?” 1 thought I caught a eaving gleam of humor in Hamish's and I cried, el plog my hands, “I have it—we will call It Inch Jomet!" 8o Inch Jonet it was as long as we abode there. But the incoming of Hamish and our dis- cussion (together with my acknowledged defeat) on the question of the name of the island, have Interrupted my description of the rest of the house. The kitchen prem- ises were to the back—carved out of the rul of the anclent Priory, or ‘“Holy Hoose,” as Jonet called it upon her fingers. A new “Carron” stove looked curfously out of place among the half-effaced slabs of an- clent tombs and low, rounded arches of the abbey chapel. Above there were three bedrooms re- served for our use, two of which opened out of h other and looked upon the court, while the other had a little window looking over the sea, and a door which led out upon the top of the tower, whe! from a wide stone gallery, there was a marvelous view of the distant coasts and the sweeping miles of blue wave Now, at this point I must give a day out of our lives, while we lived so peacefully upon Inch Jomet. Our minds were pretty easy—or at least mine was. For every fortnight Hamish crossed to the mainland for supplies and took over the letter to ““What my father, which Mr. Glendonwyn had pnnmhod to forward. I know now that thes ever got further than the study fire at Castle Gower. But I did not know that then and so rested fairly comfortable in my mind. I knew that I was doing the best 1 oould for Kate—who in so strange & ner had been committed to me. As for myself, it any thought the worse of me for what I was dolng they were entirely wel- [ 1 had good reasons for knowing that there were some who would not. But I cannot 80 speak of those occasions when Mr. Rupert came to disturb our peaceful occupation of Inch Jomet. For @8 1 shall have hereafter to tell, he came at first pretty frequently, though as the months drew on his visits waxed rarer and rarer, and, at last, as I shall have to tell, ceased altogether. Yet even when he was most pleasant and Kate bapplest, it was always an in- finite pleasure to me to see him off from the pler—Hammish pulling & great round fisherman's stroke like the hoop of a basket, and Mr. Rupert sitting in the stern, beautiful as a god, kissing his hand to and waving easy adieux to “‘made- to call me. But there were long days and high days and happy days for all that on Inch Jonet. I set myself as I had never set myself before, to study for examination—(no. not even to that of the Latin grammar, most superior, sir!) to the task of making Kate Bappy. And to this extent I succeeded; that i did not think less about Rupert Glendonwyn, she began at least to take a Ereater interest in preparing for the future. Her eyes were nat forever fixed on the lne of the distant shopes, and she could pass the boat house without turning aside to see if, by any unlooked-for chance, ft had been left unlocked. It was my study also to ke Kate so in open alr that she should sleep soundly at nights and rest possible in the morning. Often I was out by four-of-the- clock. For in Jun July it searcely ever got dark there, and even if I chanced to awaken early, it was no hardship to wilk on the hard, close-felted turf of Inch Jonet, the rabbits all safe in thelr holes, and nothing but the sheep moving restiessly about or lying down with & sigh ke rise again in five minutes and fall to their champ-champing and crop-croppiug again. It was the pleasure of my life (or at least one of them) to teach Kate as much of birds and flowers as I knew myself DAILY BEE: SUNDAY, APRIL 20, 1902. great del But by & pecullar mercy there was in the dining room, under the t sideboard three tall volumes of urtls' Flora Londonenis,” the more anclent edition, with all the colored plates. This 1 studied diligently: and was soon | able to identify all the plants which we | found during our daytime ramblings Generally I managed matters so that Kate should find the flower or herb, and it was to bring this about naturally that I first took these morning strolls which in time grew #0 dear to me. Then also I could think un- disturbed about my father and John. and all the things which were to be or might be. And, oh, above all, the freshness of the time! I used to steal to the door of her bedroom after I had dressed me. and listen to Kate's quiet breathing, sometimes even venturing to steal in and close the shuttcrs | lest the light in her face should awake her. For we slept with the windows open In that fine far-carried alr and genial summer weather. Then with a bounding heart I would slip out (Hamish and his deat wife being with- drawn to thelr den in the mysterious batk parts in rear of the kitchen) and. shutting in the collies lest thelr bounding should scare the seabirds, would set myself to spy out the abounding richness of the land. | ‘There, above me, were the gannets al- ready hard at it all the way from Allsa, which they must have left betimes indeed— turning on thelr backs at sight of eome ferlle in the water, falling plump like a stone, and sending a great et of water straight up, then leaping out again, bolting their prey, and then anon heavily taking wing for yet another plunge. Seamews, gulls and terns mingled thelr screams, and truth to tell, I never heard a concert that I liked bet Sweeter was the nolse to me than any nightingales that I bave since heard singing on the vine ter- races of France or among the gardens of Como. All this eased my mind and made me glad. For I cannot say that I was un- happy on the isle of Inch Jomet. I knew that I was doing my duty. Until the fulness of the time I could do no more. Kate was my charge as surely as if she had been committed to me by our father. Also I had time to think, which, in the press of study and work I never scemed to have had in all my life before. Day by day, therefore, we went to and tro searching for plants, rock plants, sea kale, whorled caraway, pale butterwort, green seaspleenwort and filmy fern, nested in soft mossy places hard to find and harder to reach when found. These and other treasure troves were a continual delight to Kate, and I never re- vealed the fact that in the earliest morn- ing I had marked down most of the covies. It was, besides, the greatest of pleasures to me to see her palé cheek glow as we came upon some treasure hitherto undiscovered. We left the root to bloom again another year, carrying away for our portfollo only the flower and stem, with perhaps a seed or two. It is impossible to tell the distrac- tion and occupation all this made for my dear sister, and how the constant change and open-alr exercise kept her from brood- ing upon her troubl ‘We had always breakfast together in the kitchen, with sometimes not a little laugh- ter in trying to make old Jonet understand our meaning by dint of finger play and choosing such scant words of English as she understood. Then out again to the copses or along the shore with baskets and canisters. Some- times we would bathe in the clear green water to the westward of the bar, at a place where the fine gravel ram far down. Coming back we ate purple dulse from the walls of a lttle cavern and the clean astringent taste of it comes back to me still unblunted aeross the years. Ia the afternoons I read, mostly in some sheltered nook, while Kate worked or with the most exquisite neatness lald down on eardboard the plants which had been com- pletely pressed and dried. I felt more hope that her old self would revive, from the interest she took In this diversion than from anything else, hen swift, dellcate bandicraft and natural taste belping her to make little pictures out of many of our treasures. In the evening we walked in by the shore, often till the sun went down and the stars came out, for I would force my- selt to tire my sister out, that she might eep naturally and so pass the night which 1 dreaded most for her, Thus it was when we were alone. And bow much sweeter to me than when Mr. Rupert came! Somehow I eould not accept the fact that he was indeed Kate's hus- band and that she loved him. For me, I er trusted him from the moment I set eyes upon him. He was forever sneering &t John and making compliments, often double-edged, to me. But this is neither time mor place to be bitter. The months were drifting to the culmination, the bright days running all too swiftly through the sandglass. Mr. Rupert's visits grew fewer and shorter. Yet, stra Kate appeared not to miss him so great'y, nor to yearn for him so overpoweringly as at first. Another love was beginning to stir in her heart. And so—and so—till the empty hourglass turned of its own accord, and one stormy night in late autumn there was heard on Inch Jonet, mingling with the crash of the waves on the beach and the trumpet clang of the wild swans going southward In their ordered files, that most unmistakable and thrilling of buman sounds, the crying of & man child just born into the world, (To Be Continued.) The Nam “Black Diamond Express”’ has become with those who travel a synonym for comfort, elegance and speed. 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