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About The west shore. (Portland, Or.) 1875-1891 | View Entire Issue (June 1, 1887)
IV, THE WKST SHOKE. hi bill, he went acroM the treet, gave certain tangible fact, which his dream th monkey an apple and watched him foreshadowed, that brought it home to munch it; then turning auddenly, mount- him in its minutest details, with terri ed (ho ti and entered the office. It tie distinctness. In ton minut, be . n impnU Urn of the moment A had dressed himself and swallowed a cup vgu r1 of an ida had cmnc tn him, of coffee; and jumped into a Lack, drawn that thii wa hi chance to find some by a long, lean span of grays, rlo to lb man who waa shadowing " IU a nilo to the wharf. If you get him. TV juKti. iu at bin dek. me there innide of ten minutes, that is - Did you roarr- the couple that came yours," he said to the driver, tossing in here in that can. ") a while ago?" he to his hand two silver dollars, abruptly akL " Begorra! an' I'll mak it," quoth " I did, air," baling auspiciously at Tat, springing to his seat with a crack the intruder. of his whip. M IK you know the man? " " The grays shot away like an arrow. No, air!" with dignity. M My official Houses and trees along the street gn w rapacity dn not require that I shall indistinct and seemed to be running af liate jK-riN.ijal know llgf of parties mak- ter them. People flew to windows and ing application to le married, only that doors. They whirled into the main 0y ahall prew-nt a certificate, duly cer- thoroughfare with the ofT wheels spin tifird and signed by the projer author- ning in the air. Hepworth leaned for itir. This they have done." ward to the opening back of the driver's " May I xn it? I have private rea- seat, and shouted: aoiia for wuhiug to know who the man "Hold, there! Hold, there! No need to a" drive like this." " Presume it in no secret, as the doc- " I'll mak it," roared Pat, with an urnrnt will have to lo recorded," said other crack of his whip, the ju.tice, banding the pajr to him. The accelerated motion took off the A Heportb Uk it, a strange, unac- Irishman's hat and landed it on an awn d.untable filing of intending ill - ing across the street. He was standing -n him. He dropped into a chair up now, gesticulating wildly and shout and blcd at the pgt Uforo him; ing at the top of his voice: ruhl-M hiaeye and hled again. What " Howly Mary and the s'ints pre wm the matter? The letters were all serve yer sowls, if yees don't clear the blurred together in a confused tniutu; the track!" then, juat a they turned to t growing Hepworth was quite convinced, now, more distinct, and to U taking the pro. that he was at the mercy of a madman, l-rr outline, be suddenly awoke to find A feeling of utter helplessness crept hitnlf sitting up in Ul, with the cold over him. This wild ride, through a Uad. of rpiration ataoding on hi crowded thoroughfare, with flying hors brow. while a voice touted at hi door: e and a mad driver, was full of sicken- " lkt Ut in half an hour! " ing horror. Some dreadful calamity must inevitably happen. He leaned The fear of being UUt chafed every back and closed his eyes. On they flew, "I of tie the night completely and the surging stream, of pedestrians, out of bi. . mini Nor would he proU- carriage. fcnd market wagons betook bly baetimgltof .tagam.badbenot, themselve. to cn. .treets, or packed ..It,-,! ar, ..ng, Mumbled up, Umlve. in . dens milM &lOBg thf