eR A I — HI LOVE AND ADVENTURE “Pieces of Eight!” Immedi. ately the imagination begins tts magic work. Thoughta fly te the old pirate days of the West In. dies—the days of the buccaneers, of fighting, adventure and treas. ure. “Pieces of Eight"—S8Spanish dollars bearing the figure 8 mean to the imagination great, dark, steel-bound chests, with their puzzle.locks and mysterious riches of gold and gems. They mean pirate loot buried and lost to their pirate owners—and still waiting through the years a lucky finder. They mean, too, tropic climes where it is always green and “Certainly. Why not? Weren't these Islands for nearly three centu- ries the stamping ground of all the pirates of the Spanish Main? Morgan was here, Blackbeard was here, The very governors themselves were little better than pirates. This room we are sitting In was the den of one of the biggest rogues of them all-—John Tin- ker--the governor when Bruce was here bullding Fort Montague at the east end yonder; bullding it agalnst pirates, and little else but pirates at the Government house all the time, A great old time Tinker gave the poor fellow. You can read all about it in his ‘Memoirs.’ Nassau was the ren- ddégvous for all the cutthroats of the Caribbean sea. Here they came in with thelr loot, their doubloons and pieces of eight ;” and John's eyes twin kled with enjoyment of the rich old frost is a thing unthinkable where fruit is ready to the hand and clething is an ornament and the sun “comes up like thunder” and blue skies and crystal waters run the gamut of all that is love- ly in color. Richard Le Gallienne is a lit. erary craftsman, Poetry and prose come equally to his pen.’ So, in addition to interest of plot, we have in “Pieces of Eight” the charm of the written word, Love, adventure, mystery, buried treasure amid scenes far from the ordinary—what more can the reader ask in entertain. ment? Book 1. CHAPTER I —f ury of Hig Britannic Majesty's Gov- ernment at Nassau, New dence, Bahama Islands. During the summer of 1903 I was paying what must have seemed like an interminable visit to my old friend with becoming dignity the high-sound- lag office of secretary of the treasury “Here they squandered much of it, all, Some of them were thrifty knaves, too, and these, looking around for some place of safety, would naturally think of the bush, The niggers keep their little hoards there to this day.” “It is thelr form of stocking.” put in Charlle Webster. “Precisely. Well, as I was saying, those old fellows would bury their hoards in some cave or other, and then go of—and get hanged. Their ghosts perhaps came back. But their money is still here, lots of it, you bet your “Do they ever make any finds? 1 asked, “Nothing big that I know of. A jug old coins now and then, I found one a year or two age In my garden here—buried down among the roots of that old fig tree” “Then,” put In Charlle, “there was that mysterious stranger over at North He's supposed to have got away with quite a pile.” “Tell me about him,” sald L “Well, there used to be an old ec. centric character In the town here—a halfbreed by the name of Andrews. John will remember him" John nodded, “He used to go around all the time of his majesty's government, in the | quaint Isinnd of New Providence, one of! those Bahama Islands that lie half | lost to the world to the southeast of the Caribbean sea and form a some what neglected portion of the British West Indies. Time was when they had a sounding name for themselves In the world; when the now little harbor gave shelter to rousing freebooters and tarry pirates, tearing in there une der full sail with their loot from the Spanish Main. But those heroic days are gone, and Nassau is given up to a sleepy trade in sponges and tortoise shell, and peace is no name for the drowsy tenor of the days under the palm trees and the scarlet polncianas. Here a handful of clothed in the white the tropics, carry on sleepy Englishmen, linen suits of the government ish colonies from time immemorial, each of them, like my friend, not with- out an English smile at the humor of the thing, supporting the dignity of offices with Impressive names-lord chief justice, attorney general, speak- er of the house, lord high admiral, colonial secretary and so forth, My friend the secretary of they treasury is a man possessing in an un- with a big umbrella, and muttering to himself. We used to think him hal crazy. Gone so brooding over very subject of buried treasure. ter look out, young man M—smiling at “He used to be always grubbing about in the bush. Well, several years ago there came a visitor from New York, and he got thick with the old common degree that rare and most at. fonableness, surrounded by guns, fishing lines and old prints, there are times when we scarcely exchange a dozen words be tween dinner and bedtime, and yet we have all the time a keen and sat- lsfying sense of companionship. John Saunders’ gift. Companionship seems quietly to ooze out of him, without the need of words. And occasionally we have as third in those evening conclaves a big, slow- smiling, broad-faced young merchant of the same kidney. In he drops with a nod and a smile, and takes his place in the smoke cloud of our meditations, radiating without the effort of speech that good thing—humanity: though one must not forget the one subject ou which now and again the good Charlie Webster achieves eloquence In spite of himself—duck shooting. John Saunders’ subject is shark fishing. Duck shooting and shark fishing. It is enough. Here, for sen- sible men, is a sufficient basis for life long friendship, and unwearying, in- exhaustible companionship. It was In this peace of John Saun- ders’ snuggery one July evening In 1003, the three of us being duly met and ensconced in our respective arm: chairs, that we got onto the subject of buried treasure, It was 1 who start el us off by usking John what he knew about buried treasure, At this John laughed his funny little quiet laugh. “Buried treasure!” he sald; “well, I have little doubt that the islands are full of it—if one only knew how to get at it.” “Seriously?” I asked. “Those Oid Fellows Would Bury Their Hoards™ fellow, They used to go about a lot tagether, and were often off on so- called fishing trips for days on end. Actually, it Is believed, they were after something on North Cay. At afl events some months afterward the New Yorker disappeared as he had come and has not been heard from since, Dut since then they have found a sort of brick vault over there which has evidently hoen excavated. I have seen it myself. A sort of walled cham. ber. There, it's supposed the New Yorker found something or other. That's the story for what it's worth.” x As Charlie finished John slapped his nee, “why have I never thought of it be fore?” “What do you mean, John?" we both asked, : “Why down at the office I've got the very thing. A pity I haven't got it here. You must come in and see it tomorrow.” “What on earth 1s 11? Why do you keep us guessing?” ; “Why, it's an old manuscript tha came into my hands a short time ago. Charlie, you remember old Wicks—old Billy Wicks—Wrecker* Wicks, they | called him" “I should say I do. A wonderful old villain—"" “But the document, for heaven's sake,” I sald. *“The document first; the story will keep.” “Well, they were pulling down Wicks’ own house just lately, and out of the rafters there fell a roll of pa- per—npnow I'm coming to it—a roll of paper, purporting to be the account of the burying of a certain treasure, tell ing the place where it Is buried, and giving directions for finding 1t—" Charlie and I exclaimed together: and John continued, with tantalizing deliberation : “It's a statement purporting to be made by some fellow on his death- bed—some fellow dying out in Texas a quondam pirate, anxious to make friends the benefit of his knowledge” “Oh, John!” said I, “1 shan't sleep a wink tonight.” *I don't take muca stock In it" spld John. “I'm inclined to think it's a hoax. Someone trying to fool the old fellow. But, boya, it's bed time, anyhow. Come down to it over.” So our meeting broke time being, and taking my candle I ker, flerce and mustachioed, standing over me, a cutlass between his teeth and a revolver in each hand. CHAPTER IL The Narrative of Henry P. Tobias, his leisurely, at his desk on the worrow when | too entered by one door and Charlie Web- ster by the other. “Now for the document” exclaimed in a breath. “Here it 18.” he sald, taking up a rather grimy-looking roll of fools from in front him, which, pointed out, was evidently the we both of as he and bezan to read as follows: County of Travas, State of Texas, December 189 Feeling my end is pear, 1 make the fol lowing statement of my own free will without solicitation. In fu my faculties, and feel that 1 am duty by so doing I was born in the Jverpoo) land (on the 5th day Devers My father was 8 seaman an young I foliowed the I And it happened, that when, 5 PRssAde from Spain to the West Indies, our ship wha a cked by free-traders called themaolves, We all i exercise of al doing uo city of Liv of : (hie) bul they were rales gid our bast, but w=» powered, and the wh ew, three, were killed I was one they did not kill They ca Pp and kepl us day when they asked us to join them. They tried to get us to Join them willing iy, bul we would not, when they bocam enraged und loaded three cannon lashed each us before the me } of each cannon and told us to take our cholee to join them, as they would touch quick. It is epled everyihing befor of the pirat se ons of to say we a 85 we Came Both of my companions ware killea in less time than six months, but | was with them for more than two years which time we collected a vast quant of money from different ships we ¢ and we buried a great amount in different ots. 1 helped to bury it my own hands. The jocation of which is my purpose to point out, so that be found without trouble in the Ba! islands. After IT had been with thew more than two years we were atiacke ane stitiire wilh be death If we were taken. But the gu of our ship were too small for the war- ship, no our ship soon began to sink when the man-of-war ran alongaide of our vessels and tried to board us, bul we were sinking too fast, again, when our vease] sank with every ming under the stern of the ship far away. And on that I floated next morning the ship was not seen 1 was picked up by a passing vessel the next day as a shipwrecked seaman And let me say here, I know that no one escaped alive from our vessel except myself and those that were taken by the man-of-war. And those were all axecuteq as pirates-so I know that no other man knows of this treasure except myself and it must be and ia where we buried it until today and unless you get it through this statement it will remain there always and do no one any good, Therefore, it 1a your duty to trace it up and get it for your own benefit, as well as Others, so delay not, but act as soon as possible, I will now describe the places, yocations, marks, ete, ete, so plainly that it can be found, without any trouble, The first ia a sum of one million and & half dollars (31,500,000) At this point John paused. We ah took a long breath, and Charlie Web ster gave a soft whistle and smacked his lips, “A million and a half dollars. What ho!” Then I, happening to cast my eye through the open door, caught sight of a face gazing through the (ronwork of the outer office with « fixed and glittering expression, a face anything but prepossessing, the face of a halts breed, deeply pockmarked, with a coarse hook nose and evil-looking eyes, unnaturally close together, It was evident from his expression that he p ihe “There is someone in the outer of fice,” 1 said, and John rose and went out, | o *Good morning, Mr. Saunders,” said an unpleasantly soft and cringing voice, “(ood ’ morning,” sald John, what grumpily, “what is It you want?” It was some detail of account, which, being dispatched, the man shuffled off, with evident reluctance, fn long, Inquisitive look at us seated at the desk, and John, taking up the wan- uscript once more, resumed: Bom e- casting . .» of one million and half dollars-buried at a ¢ay knowfi as Dead Men's Shoes, near Nassau, In the Bahama islands. About fifty (hfe) south of this Dead Men's Shoes {8 a rock, on which we cut the form of a compass And twenty feet (20 ft.) East from the ca iz another rock on which we cut a ¢ (XxX). (4 ft.) deep The other ia a sum of one milli ($1.000,000) it is buried ort Bhrift & sum one fest an 8} wint of this 8ho ¢ cabbage wood stu fL) south ried five found wit is a top to got fresh + ance from Nassau, so it ina ar feet (5 treasure, b ba exsels dist fo + first pod was taken hant and It Is i: + other on Short Bhrift nt Kinds of money, 1a ships of different apart £m, truly your friend ; r TOBIAR ENRY P P. ob said “Never heard of him. “Neyer ™ And then there was an outer olice, gtir In Is That Fellow? | Charlie, Asked the secretary of the treasury. 8o John rose, “1 must get to work now, boys, We can talk it over tonight” And then handing the manuseript: “Take it home with you, if you like, and look It over at your leisure” Ag Charlie Webster out into the street 1 noticed the fel. low of the sinister pockmarked visage standing near the window of the in ner office, The window was open, and anyone standing outside could easily have heard everything that passed inside. As the fellow caught my eye he smiled unpleasantly and siunk off down the street. “Who 1s that fellow?" I asked Char He. “He's a queerdooking specimen.” “Yes! he's no good. Yet he's more haif-witted than bad, perhaps. His face is against him, poor devil” And we went our ways till the eve ning, I to post home to the further study of the narrative. There, seated on the pleasant veranda, I went over it carefully, sentence by sentence. While I was reading, someone called me indoors. I put down the manu geript on the little bamboo table at my side and went In. When I re. turned a few moments afterward the manuscript was gone! me A million and a half dol- lars Buried on Dead Man's Shoes and a million on Short Shrift island—what ho! (TO BE CONTINUED) Wanted Masculine Touch, Bobby was a small boy, but he ob. jected vigorously to a little waist that had a big collar and culls with a nar row ruffle around the edge. “When asked the reasou fie sald he didn like the “girl” on It * HATS MATCHFROCK Successful Costumes Have Head- gear That Harmonizes. Arrangement Brings About More Pleasing Combination and Obvi- ates a Clash, The skirt of the tailored street frock is usually long, When there is an at- tempt to keep to the familinr short length, It is made uneven of line by In- get panels or by an upward slant from {front to back. Or the skirt may be fashioned with panels at the front and back or at the sides which are slightly longer than the malin part of the skirt. The jackets of the 1919 tailored suits are varied. Some of them are stralght seaman's blouse, These are very smart and youthful looking. Sometimes such Jackets are embroidered with tape or soutache in a contrasting color, Many of the long coats are also em- broldered in similar style. These coats are simple of line, made with long They are wear with the silk frocks and may be worn over gowns of linen, organdie or other nmery materials, A wrap sometimes replaces the cont jacket, but are to are new shape and and are naterial or those manteaus They descr! serge Many of the summer frocks to n« ostume, A well-kt sl red , that in desig of the a d4 not be ance shou! id be And overlooked ; harmony ng about a i i # ptherwise perfect, marred by the hat frock of slirt short ywer exceedingly dainty An and tunic lace. The with clany sleeves are also trimmed at the | White Net and Silk Lace Work. part with an inset band of the lace. Accompanying the frock Is a quaint poke bonnet of rose taffeta and straw ~~the hat facing and crown are of the rose taffeta. A small cluster of roses is placed at either side of the hat ors are fastenod. CROWNLESS EVENING HAT Wide Draped Band of Tulle Encircies Head and Is Worn Low Over the Forehead. The very latest thing In evening hats is the wide draped band of tulle which encircles the head, is worn low over the forehead and Is guiltiess of anything resembling a crown, unless perchance a single layer of sheer tulle may be called a crown, As a rule it is the colffure Itself which forms the crown, the high masses of curls and puffs which are now so extensively worn by all women filling the entire space left open by the draped band, Often the bands are adorned at the side with a sweeping osprey, or by a long, curled ostrich plume. In the latter case the plume is attached under a bow of the tulle, and sweeps down over the shoulder to curl around the neck. Bands of tulle, tied in broad Alsatian bows at the back, have also been noted at some of the recent smart first nights at the theaters, These evening hesddresses, with a few models in lingerie hats or garden hats, alone reflect the Alsatian influence, Vests of Ribbon, Gold and silver brocade vests made of ribbons are in good style. They are finished with a little belt across the front of gold or silver cord, knotted into a bucklelike ornament at the cen- ter front. a0 A smart trotteur costume of wool | Jersey and tricolette with white george ette vestee and cuffs. The hat is of braid to match. 'FROCKS FOR SMALL GIRLS | Pink and Blue Chambrays Come in Dainty Models and Popular for Summer. { collars i white green, yell ure giso 1 ing org swisses, Two of ! were made of cha a clear a two-inot belt is emb and neck a green . re piped with frock is i the shes f scalloped The 131 ® al A bodice and af na 3 Pa ind C1 : & re ALE 5 o the ] ng ln 2 of color. Embroidered in height, rise from the hroldered bodice oe line lines to abou The embroider Dotted swiss for weave whi broidered cently noted dotted swiss, made of the with black frills of plaited organdie. length, trimmed with is essentially fidren’s ct wea h 8 ' : » were One of the models was dotted ribhon and dots, me of imported swiss, trimmed velvet narrow CARE FOR THE COSTLY BOOT Footgear Should Be Kept on Trees; Adjust Them to Fit the Shoes; Attention Necessary. Boots and shoes {item of the toilette, look well dressed wears bad er unsuitable footgear. Bot what a price are all the boots and shoes nowa- days. All the more reason to take great care of those which we have. loots and shoes should be kept oa trees, and It is important that they are adjusted to fit the shoe, for if too loose they are useless, and if too tight they strain the sewing and cause it ultimately to tear. If a gir] cannot afford trees for all her footwear she should tree them in turn, keeping the toes well stuffed out with paper in the interval. Boots and shoes, If wet, should be treed and slowly dried, never put very near the fire, or in a too warm cup board, and any leather footwear, in cluding that made of patent leather, and not often worn, should be slightly greased and kept in a cool place. ALL KINDS OF SHOE BUCKLES Shoe buckles of out steel, of silver, gold, gunmetal, bronze and jet are sold for street wear, Silver and gold buckles are elaborately set with rhine stones, Amethysts, sapphires, emeralds and rubies, and shoes thus adorned are worn with afltersoon and evening A pretty fad is the matching of the stones in the shoe buckies and back combs and in the ornaments used on are an for no who important one Can oh!
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