![]() Trying to catch even one small movement, Libby peered into the night. All during that March day in 1857 it had rained, and a large puddle lay between the tall building and the steamboat. This time they slipped into the deep shadows next to the warehouse. As silently as they came, the men crept around the building and disappeared.Ī few minutes later the three men returned. Without making a sound, three men crept toward the river.Īt a warehouse near the Christina they stopped. ![]() Then as Libby’s eyes grew used to the darkness, a shadow separated from a building off to the right. ![]() Dark now except for a lantern near the gangplank, the Christina seemed to be asleep. In the river below, her father’s steamboat lay next to the landing. Aslender moon hung in the night sky as Libby Norstad gazed down from the hotel. ![]()
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