Evening Republican, Volume 16, Number 166, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 12 July 1912 — THE TIDE OF TERROR. [ARTICLE]

THE TIDE OF TERROR.

'Continued from Page One. were repulsed; the captain turned upon him with added fervor.'. A word, a phrase too much, and in short order Sandy himself lost his temper. In a moment the quarrel was on in good earnest; one, slow, caustic, his accent and his drawl broadened to exaggeration; the other, bristling like a game-cock, his hot blue eyes flashing, his weather-beaten, face flushed to a furious and apopletic scarlet For various moments the boat house rang with the chorus of mutual defiance. Sandy criticised luridly the captain’s forebears unto the' third and fourth generation back; the captain gave as good as he got. ;. Suddenly Sandy caught up his hat and started doorward. “It’s the last time I'll ever darken door of your’s again, Bill Glenney!” he said, husky with rage. “Friends we’ve been these forty years and niair, but noo ye can go down to the pit before I’d lift a finger, ye guzzling good-for-naught! Fit for nothing ye are but to drink yourself into the workuß, and I wish ye no mair than ye deserve!” He started up the gangplank leading to the landing. The captain ran to the door after him for a parting shot. “Then keep away—and the farther the better to suit me!” he shouted after the retreating figure. “Ye moneygrabbing skinflint! I hope to God those cursed docks you’re so fond of will slide into the sea and bring you evil luck instead of the fortune you’re figuring on!” - He slammed the boat house door between them. Thus their friendship was severed in anger. Two days later Sandy sailed away, according to- scheduler—back to his work and his beloved dockyards. He went without a word or sign to. Captain Glenney, and the latter—who in fancy had seen himself extending lordly and magnanimous forgiveness, at the dramatic last moment, for what he considered Sandy’s beastly temper —heaped fresh fuel on the dying coals of his wrath. Again he became eloquent in invective; again he consigned Sandy, his business and his belongings, to the outermost limits of perdition; and by the time he stopped for breath, he had fairly worked himself into believing that he meant it. The days went by, as all the other days had come and gone, peaceful and uneventful jintil a week had passed. Probably Captain Glenney, least of all mortals, suspected that their even tranquility was to be disturbed. But one week after the day on which Sandy sailed the captain looked out acrosß the ocean and into the hard and brilliant sky, and, weatherwise, saw trouble. That night a blood-red, sullen moon burned the edges of vast driving clouds that piled themselves above the ocean’s rim and hung lowering above a gloomy coast and a shadowed, muttering sea. Although the clouds drove fast, little wind was to be felt; rather there was a calm, ominous and sinister, a tension in the air such as is felt before an earthquake. But no earthquake followed. . jStorm signals were flashed from station to station along the coasts, and skippers eyed their steadily falling barometers and shook their heads. Some predicted a hurricane, others a seismatic shock; none dreamed. of what in truth was to come to pass. In the harbors shipping .prepared for heavy weather, more especially in the north, where the signals were most urgent. It was a strange night. No rain fell, the wind did not rise, but always the glass went down. Great flocks of seabirds flying inshore, dashed themselves to eath against the lanters of lighthouses; Mother Carey’s Chickens, heralds of trouble at sea, were seen farther ’ inshore than they had . ever before been known to come. Two hours before midnight, nothing had happened, yet the glass was still going down. (To Be Continued.)

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