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“YOU YOUNG FOOL!”
Synopsis—The man who tells this
story—call him the hero, for short-—
{a visiting his friend, John Saun-
ders, British official in Nassau,
Bahama islands. Charles Webfler,
a local merchant, completes the
trio of friends. Baunders produces
a written document purporting to
be the death-bed sts went of Hen-
ry P. Tobias a 4 pirate,
made by him In It gives two
spots where two ins and a hall
of treasure wore buried by him and
his companions. The converaation
of the three friends is overheard by
a pock-marked stranger. The docu.
ment disappears. Saunders, how-
ever, has a copy. hero, deter-
mined to seek the burled treasure,
charters a schooner. The pock-
marked man is taken oh as a pas-
the voyage somebody
oline tank, The hero
senger clash, the pas-
vaving a manifesto bearing
the = re, “Henry FP. Tobias,
he hero lands on Dead Men's
Shoes. There is a fight, which is
followed by several funerals. The
hero finds a cave containing the
i f two pirates and a mas-
chest-—emig save a few
f el; scattered on the
The hero returns to Nas-
by the
~
of
senger, On
empties tl
and
senger 1
Lo
the 3
r
skeletons
n
I
vy for
sive
pleces o
bottom.
and
cation
Vebster buys
MOH learns
yi
hero sa
island. Asa the
aves the wharf «
ack Harkaway,
and is allowed to remain,
fellow
aboar a
CHAPTER lil—Continued.
— —
“Fire away,” answered the youth,
blowing a cloud of smoke In |
a delicate spiral up into the mor: ing |
sky; “but I've really told you all I]
have to tell”
“No: you haven't
came to know
were ed
we were starting,
“That's true!”
meniaril
partly
answer that
“Absolut
ng to look really ri
“Because, if you don't mi
well, I'd just oon not.”
“For rensom I want to
know. We are out on a more
business than j
cigarette
how
what
and when
us
you
we
old
ir trip,
to be after,
SU DN0S
Supp
ad,
Then,
it: “Is it necessary to
mo-
mposure,
ous,
nd . . .
very
10US
. ati
ApS you rean
your
ni
answer iy 1
“I'm sure it cannot
than you th
tance to you.
for me to tell.
away a friend.”
“I'm but I
- Charlie,
shall 1
gist, looking very
grim.
“All
youth, look
“put me
answered
the
him straight in the eyes,
won't do that
“No; 1
declared
now, either,”
sternly
1 you in
Charlie, setting his |
ii put irons, rather |
ep you on bread and water-—till |
answer my questions.”
“You
flashing fire
he spol
JAW,
. 1
ANG Ke
1
ot
will, eh?" retorted the youth, |
his And |
fron
as
fifty yards without one of them get-
ting you."
“Sharks!” gasped out the boy, con.
temptuously, “I know more about
sharks than you do.”
“You seem to know a good many
things I don't,” said Charlie, whose
Mean-
my temper was beginning to
“I tell you what, Charlie,” I inter-
trip and set us both ashore at West
End. You're making a fool of your-
self. The lad's all right.”
The boy shot me a warm glance of
gratitude,
“All right,” agreed Charlie, begin-
ning to his temper, “I'm
damned if I don't.” And, hid hand on
the tiller, he if to turn
boat about and tack for the shore.
lose too.
made as
between us and appealingly laying one
hand on Charlie's shoulder, the
mine, “You mustn't let me
your trip. I'll compromise. And,
on spoil
will leave It to his judgment.’
“Right-o!" reed Charlie
nger
pass and I
for our conference.
at
thereupon
withdrew
It was
laughing aloud at t
iil
“Just as I told you, Charlie,” 1
claimed ; “it's Innocence itself.”
ing to the Iad, I said:
there is really no need to keep sud
us that
You'll really have to let me
soon over and I cou
of
ex-
“Dear
ha
small from the skipper
1
nere.
secret
teil
The boy nodded acquiescence.
fi 3 rad *
All the ord,
same, I gave my w
settlements on the else-de
Behring's point.
Here we dropped snchor and Char-
who had some ashore,
but
business
Heaven
ig to remain aboard
“Please let me off,”
though knows |
he requested in
I'd rather smoke and wait for
in and, taking out his
and Heghting a clgarette, he
waved it gaily to us as we rowed off.
He had right about
Charlie was absurdly
that he had it
and had some reason for pot landing— |
and poverty-
humanity could
much
peace ;
certainly been
(nown before, |
more
forlorn
stricken foothold of
of negro cabins, indeed, scram
no
but i
among
But it
Ye
that,
treets craggy pathways |
the gray clink
n
er-like cors
find
whole
wns touching to
the
even
though worldly
ald scarce |
tye souls |
rth «
ly have fetched
al mm were stil
aring |
presently
near by, while from
build
ant
jacent
pleas
whed as I had
humor
done,
instantly
gstubborn!y held cret
this: Our lad was
r conch t, and
8
mounted to
ologis
vim a visit the ve
, had in fact seen
Answering to the b
f buried treas:
enth
ry
‘aw
TRY"
y's
ire
had
of our
11 him
yd wit
slight tt
momentarily
ispicions of
fi once
to
our
ung companio more,
3 in the far southwe
» a row of pins
faintly to range
sky-line, They
were palm
to be such,
or anything in particular,
ine
after. 1 darker
than the res
There's igh Cay!” rang
of our pa
iif forgotte
i
till long
seemed closer
: out
£
d fn in our
har
rept hoe
sELATY
of the horizon.
turned to him t
his face
onfusion of ¢
something slip involuntarily.
¥
“Ho! ho!
young man,
his fac
pris
trayed
* erie Charlie,
ng again, “what do
ligh Cay? 1 theught
this was your first trip.”
it is," answered the boy, “on
© darken
“So
“You Young Fooll” Exclaimed Charlie.
leaped up on to the gunwale and, with.
out hesitation, dived into the great
glassy rollers.
But Charlie was quick, too. Like a
flash he grabbed one of the boy's an-
kles, so that the beautiful dive was
#polled ; and there was the boy, hang
ing by an imprisoned leg over the
ghip's side, a helpless eaptive—his
arms in the water and his leg strug.
xling to get free. But he might as well
have stroggled against the grip of
Hercules, In another moment Charlie
had him hauled aboard again, his eyes
full of tears of boyish rage and hu
miliation,
“You young fool!” exclaimed Char
lle. “The water round here ls thick
with sharks; you wouldn't have gone
“What do you mean: ‘on the geal”
“lI mean that I've done many a
time—on the chart. 1 know
bluff and roof and shoal and
around Andros from
to Washington's Cut—"
“You do, eh?”
“On the chart. Why, I've studied
charts since I was a kid,
it
cay
or discovering the north pole,
kid does that.”
“They do, eh?" sald Charlie, evi
dently quite unimpressed. “I never
did.”
“That's because you've about as
much Imagination as a turnip in that
head of yours,” I broke In, in defense
of my young Apollo,
“Maybe, If you're so smart,” contin-
ued Charlie, paying no attention to
me, “you can navigate us through the
North Bight?”
“Maybe!” answered our youngster
pertly, with an odd little smile. He
had evidently recovered his nerve, and
seemed to take pleasure in piquing
Charlie's suspicions,
avery
CHAPTER IV,
In Which We Enter the Wilderness.
Andros, as no other of the islands,
is surrounded by a ring of reefs
stretching all around its coasts, We
were inside the breakwater of the
reefs and the rolling swell of ocean
gave way at once to a milipond calm
ness. We were at the entrance of
North bight, one of the three bights
which, dotted with numerous low-ly-
ing cays, breaks up Andros Island in
the middle and allows a passage
through a mazedike archipelago direct
to the northwest end of Cuba. Here
on the northwest shore 1s a small and
we anlles
gue
west
Morn!
shape of
"wm o f
lonesome and LOTS
8
tle Wood cay™-
all were asleep except
I lay awake for a long t
—till morning
Ny
SOON
and me, ime
Sig He
smsedhor
rocky ground,” under the
shade of something like a stretch of
woodland, Charlie, severa
had built a rough
years ago,
log shanty for his
i
had thus scattered for himself up
the “out islands.” whi
all the land is no man's,
The i
which we now arrl
ited for a long
Here Tom
and the dark
upon us, thrillingly
strange, desolate
tures from the mangrove gn
our for mii
Sallor lay at our feet, dreaming of
morrow's duck.
town re nearly
ind so
gular camp at
ved he had not vis.
time,
brougat us our
every
Artie
began to settle down
lonely, and
rv}
cries of ni
surrounded Httle
onsis
game dire
were evidently in the
“How are you with
asked, turning to the boy.
“Oh, I won't brag. 1 had better
: $
Mit. of cont yi
ion
Af puny’
have to lend me a
“I have 8 beauty
we
rulation
chair in front
kiffe, with our gu
1
nd a negro belhin
cabin ceiling like a little window look-
ing into eternity, while the waters lap-
ped and lapped outside, and the night
talked strangely to itself. Next morn-
ing Charlie and the captain were
covered to the day, was not Little
Wood cay. No humiliation goes deep
er with a sailing man than having to
ask his way. Besides, who was there
to ask In that solitude? Doubtless a
cormorant flying overhead knew it,
but no one thought to ask him. i
However, we were in luck, for, after |
aalling about a bit, we came upon (wo |
lonely negroes standing up in their
boats and thrusting long poles into the
water. They were sponging--most
melancholy of occupntiofis~and they
looked forlorn enough in the still
dawn. But they had g smile for our
plight. It was evidently a good Joke
to have mistaken Sapodilla eay for
Little Wood cay. Of course we should
have gone—"go0.” And “so” we pres
ently went, not without rewarding
them for their information with two
generous drinks of old Jamaica ram.
One of our reasons for seoking Lit. |
tle Wood cay, which it proved had |
been close all the time, was that it is |
one of the few cays where one can get |
fresh water. “Good water here,” says |
the chart. We wanted to refill zome
of our jars, and so we landed there,
glad to streteh our legs, while old Tom
cooked our breakfast on the beach, un.
der a sapodilla tree.
Now that we knew where we were,
it was clear, but by no means careless
sailing to our camp. We were making
for what is known as the Wide Open
ing, a sort of estuary into which a
listless stream or two crawl through
mangrove bushes from the interior
swamps.
Here, a short distance from the
bank, on some slightly ascending
‘harlle went ahead,
standing In the bow quives
citem The
rilence, of course, hat
Becessity i
i heen
upon us all by the mest
sportemen, Tom (who was po
and 1 understood that our
that of my compani
steal behind one Mangrove «
another till we had got
of a8 quacking flock of
which might then be expected
flight in Charlie's
by him in a terrified whirl
Rigo
On
gide
and
wind
feat of steiking
thereby
approval
1 spniv tS Ary
Garet i
we
able
to accomplish, ina
Charlie's immense and put
ting him in a splencCid temper for the
rest of the day; for, as the wild cloud
swept over him, he was able to bring
down no less than seven,
sportsman, In
ward in John Saunders’ snuggery, he
averred that the number was nine!
w
The days that now followed for a
week might be sald to be accurate
copies of that first day. But they were
none the less delightful for that-for
there {8 a sameness that Is far indeed
{from monotony-though I will confess
that, for my own tastes, toward the
week-end the carnage of duck began
to partake a little of that latter qual-
ity. Still, Charlie and Sallor were so
happy that I wouldn't have let them
suspect that for the world,
Jack Harkaway disap-
pears, without telling his
BS ————————————— i
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
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