6 THE FOREST STREAM. The fairest scenes are ever those that lie Deep hid within the lap of Nature; there, Unsought by careless eyes and unrevealed To such, abides her rarest loveliness; The Joyous mood, the spirits light and gay, Shall miss, perchance, or fail to all im bibe The something that inevitably breathes In such a spot; but when in pensive thought Thy mind is cast, or when. In question plunged. Thy spirit wrestles with some baffling doubt. Then Nature shall unto thy quickened sense Speak her serenest language; tenderly. And with caressing whispers, lure thee on, Till In her secret shrines thou read'st her heart And see'st the boundless love that rules the world. Come where, amid the sylvan shades, the brook Leaps down in music o'er the moss-clad stones— Far through the wood. In murmuring ca dences. Thine ear shall catch the silvery strain, and straight Thy steps shall quicken, and with light ened heart Thou shalt press on, unmindful, midst these sounds. Of strife or discord, or the world's unrest. Thrust back the leaves through which a radiant glimpse Of rippling waters caught thy watchful glance; Before thee what a scene! Now clothed in light, Now gliding into shadow, dancing on With many a whirl and plash, the brook gleams down Along Its course. The mossy rocks. Among the darker eddies thickly strewed, Afford the fancy many a portal dim To fair, enchanted regions, vaguely guessed, Like those where Sella roamed. The winding banks The shadowy verdure lies; far o'er the stream The eager branches reach, high over arched, Or dipping 'neath the surface, and the leaves From time to time mysteriously stir, As though the all-pervading melody That rises from the waters' ceaseless tide Had breathed amime their shades some finer note, To which they thrill with nameless ec stacy. Here linger on until, too deep for words, Thy soul has quaffed of that perennial spring; Till in thy heart a voice of larger hope Has answered to the brook's undying song, Which ere thou hadst a being rose the same. And, still unchanged, shall murmur down the years That on the earth behold thy form no more; And in that future day shall others come. Like thee, in soul perplexity, and gaze Upon these waters and be comforted. —Harry W. Bugbee, in Springfield, (Mass.) Republican. j x The KIDNAPPED MILLIONAIRES A Tale of Wall Street and the Tropics ** By FREDERICK U. ADAMS A C Copyright, 1901, by Lothrop Publishing Company. All right* reserved. CHAPTER XVI.—CONTINUED. Mr. Kent pointed at the rocks. Stretched out at full length on a flat slab of sandstone was a lean, lithe, dun-colored beast. He looked and acted like a big cat. When Sid ney approached the large round head was towered over the edge of the rock, and the animal was intently ■watching Mr. Kent and the deer. A moment later he rose to his feet, stretched out his neck, and emitted ■a half-yawn and half-growl. Sidney brought the rifle to his shoulder. The beast snarled nnd poised for a leap to the ground below. The shot rang out. The big cat turned his head like a flash and bit at his shoulder as if a bee had stung him. He gave a roar, leaped into the air and fell in a heap at the bottom of the rocks. Sidney advanced toward him slowly, but no caution was nec essary. The mountain lion was dead. "It seemed a shame to kill him," said Sidney, as lie lifted one of his big paws. "He looked line on that rock." "lie didn't look so blamed fine to me," said Mr. Kent. It was noon, and although the sun was warm, Sidney was reluctant to return to the bungalow without mnking one more attempt to pene trate the jungle to the west, and if possible reach the crest of the hills which could be seen beyond. He im agined that from that point of van tage it would be possible to deter mine the approximate shape of the island, and hoped to identify it by a comparison with those islands shown on the maps wliieli he had found in the books of the bungalow library. They therefore decided to satisfy their hunger with baminas und pawpaws. They found the lat ter very refreshing. Sidney knocked two from a tree. They were the si/e of a small pumpkin, nnd the flavor was nnieh the same as that of a nut meg iiiuskmelon. The. e, with fresh water from a spring, were itußlcieat to stay their hunger. "This i* the tirt Itoltiiison Crtmow meal we have had." said Mr. Kent. "There is not much of the romantic In my disposition, hut 1 rather tike this sort of thin;? for a change. Hut only for u change. I would rather he en»t Hway in u htuu' ilow with elec trie fan* and u iMMikini' range, thun on II <lf«ert reef with a shotgun and « u.a a .. _To >i) iu .i i, uu Robinson Crusoe was in mighty hard luck." It would not do to leave the deer behind; there being no place to hide it where wild could not reach the carcass, and it was agreed that Mr. Kent should guard his trophy and attempt to shoot some grouse, quail or other game, while Sidney completed the search for an outlet through the jungle. Mr. Kent said he would take chances with a shot gun, and agreed to fire twice in rapid succession if he needed assistance. Sidney started for the cliffs and promised to return within two or three hours. He scaled the rocks and again stood on the height overlooking the valley. The bluff extended far as he could see, but as Sidney continued south he found that it gradually de creased in height until it finally came to the level of the "park." The edge of the jungle was irregular, but at no place was he able to pene trate it a distance exceeding 200 yards from the edge of the cliffs. Gradually he worked to the east. Here the jungle was not so thick, but yet it was impossible to force a way through it. Thus Sidney toiled along. At times he saw deer, and could easily have shot them, for they were absolutely fearless, and seemed devoured by curiosity. He was startled once by the sound of a snapping twig be hind him, and turned only to see a splendid spotted deer not two rods distant. Sidney threw up his hands and "shooed" him away. The buck ran a few yards and stopped, but did not follow up his study of human species. Suddenly Sidney came upon the reservoir. He had made the circuit of all that part of the park south of the brook. It did not take long to complete the survey of the re maining portion. The "park" was an island in a jungle, which would yield a passage only to an ax. He rejoined Mr. Kent, who proudly ex hibited an assortment of game, which spoke well for his marksman ship. He had several grouse and three splendid pheasants. Sidney told what he had learned, and they started for the bungalow. The birds were strung across the back of the deer. It was a heavy load and they took frequent rests. With faces and hands scratched, and necks and cheeks sunburned, they reached the bungalow about five o'clock in the afternoon. The colony was in a furor of ex citement. Mr. Pence was in great peril! In fact, he might be dead! Mr. Rockwell hurriedly explained what had happened as he ran with Sidney and Mr. Kent to the stone pier, where Mr. Carmody and others were launching a raft which had been constructed in great haste. Mr. Pence announced, when he reluctant ly started along the beach, that he would not remain away later than noon. He said he might be back sooner, since the chances were that the tide would rise so high as to render his later return difficult and dangerous. He did not appear in camp at noon, and half an hour later Mr. Carmody took the marine glasses and went to the beach. Out near the gate to the bay he saw Mr. Pence standing on a rock, seemingly looking into the water. He saw Mr Pence go ashore and disappear for a time in a thicket. Then he returned to the rock and remained for nearly an hour. Mr. Carmody thought from his motions that he was fishing, but it was learned he had taken no tackle with him. Mr. Rockwell, Mr. Haven and THEY FOUND A CROUCHING FIG URE ON THE LEDGE. others came down to the beach and watched the figure across the bay. They were equally mystified. At last Mr. Pence again disappeared. In a few moments he reappeared, and frantically waved a handker chief on the end of a stick, as an evident signal of distress. During this time, those on the ! stone pier noted with alarm that the tide had risen, so that it was impos | silde to walk along the beach at the I base of the cliff's. It was at once de cided to huild a raft and rescue Mr. ; Pence. For some time he had not | been seen, neither had the flag of ■ distress been waved from the rock. Hough paddles were chopped from ; pieces of lumber, and the raft was < launched with Sidney Hammond, i Vincent, Mr. Carmody and Mr. Mor ton as the life-saving crew. The tide was strong against them, and it was I half an hour before they approached | tin- place where Mr. Pence was last ■pen. They called his name, and ' were delighted to hear a faint re sponse from behind the rocks. The rescuers paddled around and found a crouching figure on a narrow ledge jut above the steadily rising tide. Simon I'eiiee was speechless with terror. The li-cl|»f on which he stood was now an inland, but Bidney ob served that at low tide it must l.n*e been coll lire ted with the shore. Tliey placed the third member of the com mittee on exploration on the raft, and aided by the tide made a quick voynif* Inn k to the cump. Ity this time Mr Pence had partially recov d, ttl» ! _ ' the 'lm.il.it of * CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, APRIL 2, 1903. plnss of brandy told the story of his adventure. "I went alonp the shore and kept a sharp lookout for alligators and things like that," said Mr. Pence. "Nothing happened, however, and I went clear out to those big rocks by the ocean. There the sea comes right in and you cannot get past. The rocks drop down into deep water, and there is no sign of a beach. I started back and decided togo out on that rock where you found me." Mr. Pence paused and shuddered at the thought. "It ran out from the shore like a pier," he continued. "I went out at the end and sat down to watch the fishes. The water was clear as crystal, and the bottom was white sand. It was cool in the shade of the rock and I enjoyed it. I noticed a funny piece of quartz in the rock, and took out my knife to see if I could pry it out. In doing so I pulled out a coin and it struck the rock and bounded into the water. I couW sec it as it zigzagged through the water. A fish chased after it, and for a moment I thought he was going to swallow it, but he didn't." Mr. Pence took another small taste of brandy to steady his nerves. "I could see where the nickel lay on the white sand," he said. "I knew it was a nickel, as I had but 11 cents and a bridge ticket when I left New York, and when I counted my money out on that rock I had only six cents. That proved it was a nickel; and besides, it looked like a nickel. I went—" "You know what a nickel looks like all right," said Mr. Kent. "Goon with your story. It grows interest ing." "I did not propose to lose that money," said Mr. Pence, regarding Mr. Kent with suspicion. "I could see it as plain as I see you. It was in about ten feet of water. I went ashore and cut a pole about 16 feet long, trimmed it up nicely, and went back. I reached down into the wa ter and started to poke the nickel along towards the other end of the rock where the water was shallow and I could reach it. It was slow work. Sometimes 112 would poke it into the sand, and one time I was sure it was lost, but I dug it up again. At last I got it around to the other side of the rock, but was astonished to find that the water was five feet deep there. Then I thought of the tide! I jumped to the other side. To my horror I saw that the water was three feet over the place I had crossed, and was running like a millvace!" "Did you get the nickel?" asked Mr. Kent. "No," said Mr. Pence sadly. "An eddy of water whirled the sand over it while I was away. I put my hand kerchief on the pole and waved for help. In my excitement I dropped the pole and it floated away with my handkerchief. The tide kept on ris ing until I could not stay on that side of the rock, so I went to the place where you found me. I ex pected every minute that an alligator, or a crocodile, or a shark would come along and get me. It was awful." "You should be more careful with your money, Simon," said Mr. Kent. "You let me keep that bridge ticket for you. With your careless, reckless disposition in money matters you will be so reduced in circumstances when you reach New York that you will have to walk home." Mr. Pence looked at the millionaire operator doubtfully but said nothing. He reached into his pocket, produced the six pennies and the red bridge ticket, and went to his room where he placed them in the inner recesses of a drawer. » During the absence of the relief committee Mr. Kent dressed the deer with much deftness, and Mr. Haven had, after some trouble, prepared three of the birds for the roasting pan. The range glowed with heat, and Sidney aided in the preparation of a dinner which had much of prom ise. The explorers had brought back two dozen bananas, and these graced the table. Pawpaws were picked from a tree near the bungalow. In about two hours the table was set, with a huge joint of roast venison and browned potatoes as the piece de resistance. This was flanked by a prouse and the gold-breasted trum peter, which had fallen before the prowess o4 Mr. Kent. Sidney had essayed some "baking powder bis cuits," anil had attained n culinary triumph. These served with jellies, some fine claret, and topped off with bananas, pawpaws and coffee com pleted a dinner which will not be forpotten by those who patliered around the board in that tropical bungalow. CHAPTER XVII. TIIE HURRICANE. "What does the exploration com mittee do to-day?" asked Mr. Kent, next morning as he pushed his chair back from the breakfast table and bit the end from a cigar. "Morton," he said, as he finished the last of his coffee, "those venison chops were tine. Nature must have hesi tated a long while before she de cided whether to muke you a finan cier or a cook. I am not sure that she did not make a mistake. Come on, Hammond, you cannot find out where we are bj studying that map. J.i-t'i pi-t busy," "I do not care to be otticloiiH," said Sidney, "but I wish sonie of you pentlcmeii would pive our committee your uvMistmiee for u day or two. Ihe work I have hi iiiiud properly belongs to th(* housekeeping com* mlttee anyway. The 'jairk,' as we call It, is our game and fruit pre ki-rve. In mi hour any out. ran shoot grou*e, quail, pheaauuts, or deer, and enii pick all thtt bananas He need. Ihe trouble is to pet there, uiid to l»tti a ' i „ t h these labie luxuries, 'lhe trail along the brook Is almost Im passable. Two men with axes can put it in pood shape in a day. I would like to explore the east shore of the island with Mr. Kent. Mr. Rockwell, you are President of the Social Island Colony. I suggest that you detail members to do this work on the trail." "Certainly," answered the mag nate. "Mr. Morton and I will put the trail in pood shape. Mr. Car inody is working on his plans for a boat, and will not need assistance for a day or two. How far is it from here to the 'park?'" "About a mile, I should say," said Sidney. "Follow the brook until you come to the reservoir. I would take a gun along. You may meet one of Mr. Kent's 'painter' friends." This being settled, Sidney prepared to start across the bay. Mr. Vin cent expressed a wish to help on the work of exploration, and it was decided that matte,rs could be ex pedited by forming two parties— one to explore the coast north of the gateway of the bay, and the other to work along the south shore. It was therefore agreed that Mr. Pence and Mr. Vincent should take the south shore and Mr. Hammond and Mr. Kent the north shore. Mr. Pence protested vigorously against doing any more exploring, but Mr. Kent cut him short and reminded bim that he was under military dis cipline. "In cases like this,"he said, "it is always customary to shoot those who disobey orders. I have always been your friend, Pence, as you know, but if the chairman of the committee on exploration ordered me to shoot you I would do it with cheerful promptness." Mr. Kent examined his rifle criti cally and looked serious. Mr. Pence said he was only joking, and would be glad to go. Each member of the expedition provided himself with a luncheon, and at eight o'clock they got on board the raft and paddled across the bay. The sun was not warm and shone through a peculiar saffron haze. The air was motion less. It was decided that Pence and Vincent should be landed first, and that Hammond and Kent should re turn for them with the raft not later than five o'clock in the after noon. All were provided with ri fles and ammunition. They soon reached the shore at a point where it was possible to scale the rocks overlooking the ocean. Mr. Pence and Mr. Vincent left the raft and it was agreed that they should return at about five o'clock. They climbed the rocks and disap. peared in the forest. Sidney and Mr. Kent pushed away from shore and headed the rnft for the inlet. There were no clouds in the sky, but the sun was almost obscured in a golden haze. They noted an un usual number of birds flying past, seemingly coming in from the ocean. There was not a breath of air stir ring. "I believe a storm Is brewing," said Sidney. "It is not in sight yet," replied his companion, as he speared ineffect ually at a passing fish. "I am going to come out here to-morrow and catch some of these fellows. I won der what we can use for bait?" "The brook is full of minnows," said Sidney. "I noticed a dip net among the things in the storeroom. Grubs, worms, or almost anything will do for bait." "We might try mosquitoes," said Mr. Kent. "Some of them are large enough." [To Be Continued.] Sunflower Rhetoric. A brief for the state in an early Nebraska case indulges la the follow ing prairie flowers of fancy: "Plaintiffs in error are afraid that the honor and dignity of the state will suffer, and they invoke for the claimants broad principles of natural equity, and the claim that neither the laws governing courts nor con stitution apply to them. The log ical sequence is this—that persons who hold claims against the state are a favored class, who can alone make wings of 'justice and right' to fly to that mystic region above and beyond the trammels of law, and where such unjust things as con tracts and written constitutions do not exist; but where for them a straight and narrow pathway leads to the treasury, whose doors, with out stint or delay, turn softly on golden hinges to admit them. Yet, if I do not very much mistake this court, 'these wings' will unfeather in their flight, and claimants against the state must fall to a common level with all other litigants, and stand up to the rack where is fed that pood old fodder of 'justice and right,' as administered by our courts." IIIM Explanation. The editor of the Stafford, Kan., Republican, was married recently, and realized that some explanation was due to his subscribers, so he wrote: "About the swiftest poem that ever came clattering down the pike contained this line: 'She cast the pike that tomahawked my soul.' Tolerable tierce, you will say, anil yet that expresses it to a dot. We didn't think anything like that could lit- done to lis, but who could guard against a stroke of paralysis? We know where the poet pot the insplni tion. He'd leen there. Ah, the re slstless eloquence of that glance! And the poet might have taken up the Kansas pirl's smile, ami used it as u warp for hi* poem. It's a ih*ad »,ure 'feteher.' 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