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"You Sneak! You Snam^Gent!"
SYNOPSIS.
The story opens with the shipwreck of
the steamer on which Miss (Jenevicve
L®slie, an American heiress, Lord Win
thrope, .in Knglishman, and Tom Blake,
a brusque AUK rican. were passengers.
The three were tossed upon an uninhab
ited island and were the only ones not
frowned. 131ak< recover <| froni a drunk
en stupor. Blake, shunned on the boat,
pecause of his roughness, became a hero
•s preserver of the helpless pair. The
Englishman was suing for the hand of
Miss I.eslie. J {hike started to swim hack
to the ship to recover what was left.
Blake returned safely. Winthrope wasted
fl» lust match on a cigarette, for which
/je was score.l l»y Blake. Their first meal
JLV a . , ,rio started a ten
jnlle hike for higher land. Thirst at
tacked them. Blake was compelled to
parry Miss Leslie on account of weari
ness He taunted Winthrope. They en
tered the Jungle. That night was passed
roosting high in a tree. The next morn
iii ,! v aesconded to the open again.
All thDee constructed hats to shield them
selves from the sun. They then feasted
on cocoanuts, the only procurable food.
Miss Leslie showed a liking for Blake,
put detested his roughness. Led by Blake
tney established a home in some cliffs.
Blake found a fresh water spring. Miss
(rC«V. e t , an unpleasant situation.
Tne> planned their campaign, Blake re
covered his surveyor's magnifving glass.
yl 1 ' 3 1 i "« uiln « Are. He started a jungle
nre, killing a large leopard and smoth
ering several cubs. In the leopard's cav
?i rn r «' 1 small home. They gained
ine cliffs by burning the bottom of a
tree until it fell against the heights. The
trio secured eggs from the cliffs.
Miss Leslies white skirt was decided
upon as a signal. Miss Leslie made a
dress from the leopard skin. Blake's ef
forts to kill antelopes failed. Overhear-
IT.V -V ' >o nv< rsution I • tween Blake and
v\ int hrope. M'ss Leslie became fright-
STj , infljrofu became ill with fever.
Blake was poisoned by a fish. Jackals
attacked the camp that night, but were
driven olf by Genevieve. Blake r» turned,
arter nearly dying. Blake constructed an
anin.;.! trap I! killed a hyena. On a tour
the trio discovered honey and oysters.
Miss Leslie wa> attacked by a poisonous
snake. Blake killed it and saved its poi
eoi: to kill game.
CHAPTER XVll.—Continued.
When ho came (o the ant-hill, he
found companions and honey alike
gone. He went onto the cocoanuts.
There he came upon Winthrope
stretched flat beside the skin of hon
•y. Miss Leslie was seated a little
way beyond, nervously bending a
palm-leaf into shape for a hat.
I say. Wake," drawled Winthrope,
"you ve been a deuced long time in
coming. It was no end of a task to
lug the honey—"
Blake brushed past without reply
ing. and went on until he stood before
the sirl. As she glanced up at him,
he held out llie crimson blossom.
I bought you might like posies," he
•aid, in a hesitating voice.
it:stead oi taking the flower, she
drew back with a gesture of repul
sion.
Oh. take It away!" she exclaimed.
Hlake flung lh<> rejected gift on the
ground, and crushed it beneath his
heel.
Catch me making a fool of myself
f;ain!" he growled.
"I—l did not mean it that way—
really 1 didn't, Mr. Make. It was the
thought of that awful snake."
Bui I Make, cut to the quick, had
turned away far too angry to heed
what she said. He stopped short be
side the Englishman; but only to sling
the skin of honey upon his back. The
load was by no means a light one,
even for his strength. Yet he caught
up the heavy pot as well, and made
off across Ihe plain at a pace which
the others could not hope to equal.
As Winthrope rose and came for
ward to join Miss Leslie, he looked
about closely for the bruised flower.
It was nowhere in sight.
"E -beg pardon, Miss Genevieve,
but did not Make drop the bloom—
er -blossom somewhere about here?"
"Perhaps he did." replied Miss Les
lie. She spoke with studied indiffer
ence.
"1 ah—saw the fellow exhibit his
Impudence."
"Yc-es?"
"You know, ! think it high time the
boi;r.:i< : is taken down a peg."
"Ah. indeed! Then why do you not
tr. it?"
"Miss Genevieve! you know that at
pu.-ent I am physically so much his
Inferior—"
"How about mentally?"
Though the girl's eyes were veiled
by I heir lashes, she saw Winthrope
cast after Make a look that seemed
to her almost fiercely vindictive.
"Well?" she said, smiling, but watch
ing him closely.
Aft, indeed. However, this Is now
quite another matter. Has it not oc
curred to you, my dear, that this entire
experience of ours since that beastly
storm is rather—er— compromising?"
You—you dare say such a thing!
I'll go this instant and tell Mr. Blake'
I'll—"
Begging your pardon, madam—but
are you prepared to marry that bar
barous clodhopper?"
"Marry? What, do you mean, sir?"
"Precisely that. It is a question of
marriage, if you'll pardon me. And,
you see, I flatter myself, that when it
comes to the point, it will not be
Blake, but myself—"
"Ah, indeed! And if I should pre
fer neither of you?"
"Begging your pardon—l fancy you
will honor me with your hand, my
dear. For one thing, you admit that
I am a gentleman."
"Oh, indeed!"
"One moment, please! lam trying
to intimate to you, as delicately as pos
sible, how —er —embarrassing you
• ouJd snd it to have these little oc
currences—above all, to-day's—noised
abroad to the vulgar crowd, or even
among your friends —"
"What do you mean? What do you
want?" cried the girl, staring at him
with a deepening fear in her bewil
dered eyes.
"Believe me, my dear, it grieves me
to so perturb you; but—er—love must
have its way, you know."
"You forget. There is Mr. Blake."
"Ah, to be sure! But really now,
you would not ask, or even permit him
to murder me; and one is not legally
bound, you know, to observe prom
ises—a pledge of silence, for example
—when extorted under duress, under
violence, you know."
Miss Leslie looked the Englishman
up and down, her brown eyes spar
kling with quick-returning anger. He
met her scorn with a smile of smug
complacency.
"Cad!" she cried, and turning her
back upon him, she set out across the
plain after Blake.
CHAPTER XVIII.
The Eavesdropper Caught.
kx.. ,j~- —«w
"l"*-" Safe:
N0 » YEN had it not been for her
n— —'doubts of Blake, the girl's
H 112 modesty would have caused
her to think twice before repeating to
him the Englishman's insulting pro
posal. While she yet hesitated and
delayed, Winthrope came down with
a second attack of fever. Blake, who
until then had held himself sullenly
apart from him as well as from Miss
Leslie, at once softened to a gentler,
or, at least, to a more considerate
mood. Though his speech and bearing
continued morose, he took upon him
self all the duties of night nurse, be
sides working and foraging several
hours each day.
Much to Miss Leslie's surprise, she
found herself tending the invalid
through the daytime almost as though
nothing had happened. But everything
about this wild and perilous life was
so strange and unnatural to her that
she found herself accepting the most
unconventional relations as a regular
consequence of the situation. She
was feverishly eager for anything that
might occupy her mind; for she felt
that to brood over the future might
mean madness. The mere thought of
the possibilities was far too terrifying
to be calmly dwelt upon. Though
slight, there had been some little com
fort in the belief that she could rely
on Winthrope. But now she was left
alone with her doubt and dread. Even
if she had nothing to fear from Blake,
there were all the savage dangers of
the coast, and behind those, far worse,
the fever.
A little before daw* he dipped two
of his new arrow-heads in the sticky
Contents of the cigarette case, fitted
them carefully to their shafts and stole
away down the cleft. Dawn found him
crouched low In the grass where the
overflow from the pool ran out Into
the plain along Its little channel. He
CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, JANUARY 27, 1910
could see large forms moving away
from lilin; then came the flood of crim
son light, and he made out that the
figures were a drove oi ! huge eland.
His eyes flashed with eagerness. It
was a long shot; hut he knew that no
more was required than to pierce the
skin on any part of his quarry's bod 3*.
He put his fingers between his teeth
and sent out a piercing whistle. It
was a trick he had tried more than
once on deer and pronghorn antelope.
As he expected, the eland halted and
swung half around. Their ox-like sides
presented a mark hard to miss.
He rose and shot as they were
wheeling to fly. Before he could fit. his
second arrow to the string the whole
herd were running off at a lumbering
gallop. He lowered his bow and walked
after the animals, smiling with grim
anticipation. He had seen his arrow
strike against the side of the young
bull at which he had aimed.
So great was the abundance of meat
that Blake worked all the remainder
of the day and all night, stringing the
flesh on the curing racks, and Miss
Leslie tried out pot after pot of fat
and tallow, until every spare vessel
was filled and she had to resort to a
hollow in the rock beside the spring.
Blake promised to make more pots
as soon as he could fetch the clay, but
he had first to dress the eland hide
and prepare a new stock of thread and
cord from parts of the animal which
lie was careful not to let her see.
Whatever their concern for the fu
ture —and even Blake's was keen and
bitter—the party, as a party, for the
time being might have been considered
extremely fortunate. They had a shel
ter secure alike from the weather
and from wild beasts; an abundance
of nutritious food, and, as material for
clothing, the bushbuck, hyena and
eland hides. To obtain more skins and
more meat Blake now knew would be
a simple matter so long as he had
enough poison left in the cigarette
case to moisten the tips of his ar
rows.
Even Winthrope's relapse proved far
less serious than might reasonably
have been expected. The fever soon
left him and within a few days he re
gained strength enough to care for
himself. Here, however, much to
Blake's perplexity and concern, his
progress seemed to stop, and all
Blake's urging could do no more than
cause him to move languidly from one
shady spot to another. He would re
ceive Blake's orders with a smile and
a drawling "Ya-as, to be sure!"—and
then absolutely ignore the matter.
Only m two ways did the invalid ex
hibit any signs of energy. He could
and did eat with a heartiness little short
of that shown by Blake, and lie would
insist upon seeking opportunities to
press his attentions upon Miss Leslie.
He was careful to avoid all offensive
remarks; yet the veriest commonplace
from his lips was now an ofTense to
the girl. While he needed her as
nurse she had endured his talk as i»rt
of her duty. But now she felt that she
could no longer do so. Taking ad
vantage of a time when the English
man was, as she supposed, enjoying
a noonday siesta down towards the
barricade, she went to meet Blake,
who had been up on the cliff for eggs.
"Hello!" he sang out, as he swung
down the tree, one hand gripping the
clay pot in which he had gathered the
eggs. "What you doing out in the
sun? Get into the shade."
She stepped into the shad© and
waited until he had climbed down the
pile of stones which he had built for
steps at. the foot of the tree.
"Mr. Blake," she began, "could not
1 do this work —gather the eggs?"
"You could, if I'd let you, Miss
Jenny. But it strikes me you've got
quite enough to do. Tell you the
truth, I'd liko to make Win take it In
hand again. But all my cussing won't
budge him an inch, and, you know,
when it comes to the rub, I couldn't
wallop a fellow who can hardly
stand up."
"Is he really so weak?" she mur
mured.
"Well, you know how— Say, you
don't mean that you think he's sham
ming?"
"I did not say that I thought so, Mr.
Blake. I do not care to talk about
him. What I wish is that you will let
me attend to this work."
"Couldn't think of it, Miss Jenny!
You're already doing your share."
"Mr. Blake—if you must knew —I
wish to have a place where I can go
and be apart—alone."
Blake scowled. "Aicno with that
dude! He'd soon find enough strength
to climb up with you on the cliff."
"I —ah—Mr. Blake, would he be apt
to follow me, if I told you distinctly I
should rather be alone?"
"Would he? Well, I should rather
guess not!" cried Blake, making no
attempt to conceal his delight. "I'll
give him a hint that'll make his lialr
curl. From now on, nobody climbs
up this tree but you, without first ask
ing your permission."
"Thank you, Mr. Blake! You are
very kind."
"Kind to let you do more work! But
say, I'll help out all I can on the other
work. You know, Miss Jenny—a
rough fellow like me don't know how
to say it, but he can think it just the
same—l'd do anything in the world
for you!"
As he spoke, he held out his rough,
powerful hand. She shrank back a
little and caught her breath in sud
den fright. But when she met his
steady gaze, her fear left her as quick
ly as it had come. She impulsively
thrust out her hand and he seized it in
a grip that brought the tears to her
eyes.
"Miss Jenny! Miss Jenny!" he mur
mured, utterly unconscious that he
was hurting her, "you know now that
I'm your friend, Miss Jenny!"
"Yes, Mr. Blake," she answered,
blushing and drawing her hand free. "I
believe you are a friend —I believe I
can trust you."
"You can, by—Jimlny! But sny,"
he continued, blundering with dense
stupidity, "do you really mean that?
Can you forgive me for being so con
founded meddlesome the other day
after the snake —"
He stopped short, for upon the in
stant she was facing him, as on that
eventful day, scarlet with shame and
anger.
"How dare you speak of it?" she
cried. "You're—you're not a gentle
man!"
Before he could reply she turned and
left him, walking rapidly and with her
head held high. Blake stared after
her in bewilderment.
"Well, what in—what in thunder
have I done now?" he exclaimed. "La
dies are certainly mighty funny! To
go off at a touch —and just when I
thought we were going to be chums!
But then, of course, I've the whole
thing to learn about nice girls—like
her!"
"I —ah—must certainly agree with
you there, Wake," drawled Winthrope,
from beside the nearest bush.
Blake turned upon him with savage
fury: "You dirty sneak! —you gentle
man! You've been eavesdropping!"
The Englishman's yellow face paled
to a sallow mottled gray. He had
seen the same look in Blake's eyes
twice before, and this time Blake was
far more angry.
"You sneak! —you sham gent!" re
pealed the American, his voico sink
ing ominously.
Winthrope dropped In an abject
heap, as though Blake had struck him
with his club.
"No, no!" he protested, shrilly. "I
am a real —I am—l'm a not —"
"That's it —you're a not! That's
true!" broke in Blake, with sudden
grim humor. "You're a nothing. A
W!low can't even wipe his shoes on
nothing!"
The change to sarcasm came as an
immense relief to Winthrope.
"Ah. I say now, Blake," he drawled
pulling together his assurance the in
stant the dangerous light left Blake'i
eyes, "I say, now, do you think it fair
to pick on a man who is so much youi
—er —who is ill and weak?"
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
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