The Centre reporter. (Centre Hall, Pa.) 1871-1940, September 04, 1919, Image 7

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“JUST A GIRL!"
Synopsis—The man who tells this
story—call him the hero, for short-
is visiting his friend, John Saun-
ders, British official In Nassau,
Bahama islands, Charles Webster,
a local merchant, completes the
trio of friends. Saunders produces
a written document purporting to
be the death-bed statement of Hen-
ry P. Tobias, a successful pirate,
made by him in 1868, It gives two
spots where two millions and a half
of treasure were buried by him and
his companions. The conversation
of the three friends is overheard by
a& pock-marked stranger. The docu-
ment disappears. Saunders, how-
ever, has a copy. The hero, deter.
mined to seek the buried treasure,
charters a schooner, The pock-
marked man is taken on as a pas.
senger, On the voyage somebody
empties the gasoline tank, The hero
and the paslenger clash, the pas-
senger leaving a manifesto bearing
the signature, "Henry P, Toblas,
Jr." The hero lands on Dead Men's
Shores. There is a fight, which is
followed by several funerals. The
} hero finds a cave containing the
skeletons of two pirates and a mas-
sive chest—empty save for a few
pleces of eight scattered on the
bottom. The hero returns to Nas-
sau and by good luck learns the
location of Short Shrift island.
Webster buys the yawl Flamingo,
and he and the hero sail for Short
Shrift and. As the Flamingo
leaves the wharf a young fellow,
“Jack Harkaway,"” jumps aboard
and is allowed to remain. Jack
proves an interesting and mysteri.
ous passenger. The adventurers
hunt ducks on Andros jgland, with
an eye out for Toblas
CHAPTER IV—Continued.
—a
Besides, I had my wonderful young
friend, to whom I grew daily more at-
tached. I found myself feeling drawn
to him as I can imagine a young fa-
ther drawn to a young soni and
sometimes [ seemed to see In his eyes
the suggestion of
on the edge
sical, pondering expression, as though
is
a confidence he was
or not,
“What is it, Js
once when, earl
we had asked
call him, he had answered
laugh: “Oh, call me Jack
away. That is na
on adventures. Tell me
ture names, [I don't
every-day name
plied, enterir
“my friend
and I, well Sir Henry Morgan.”
“What is it, Jack?” I repeated.
But he shook his head.
“No!” he replied, “I
much—and I wish 1 o«
mustn't.”
“Somebody
ventured.
“Yes!” he added:
it's mine, But
haps; who knows?"
in boyish confusion.
“All right, dear Jack,” I said, patting
his shoulder, “take your time,
We're friends anyway.h
“That we responded
with a fine glow.
I mustn't be too hard Char-
lie, for Charlie had another object In
his trip besides duck. As a certain
poet brutally puts it, he had anticipat-
ed also “the hunting of man.” In ad-
dition, though it is against the law of
those Britannic islands, he had prom-
ised me a flamingo or two for decora-
tive purposes. However, flamingoes
and Toblas alike kept out of gunshot
and, as the week grew toward its end,
Charlie began to grow a little restive,
“It looks,” he murmured one eve-
ning, as we had completed our four.
teenth meal of roast duck, and were
musing over our after-duck eligars, “it
looks as if I am not going to have any
use for this.”
He had taken a paper from his pock-
et. It was an warrant with which he
had provided himself, empowering
him to arrest the said Henry P. To-
blag, or the person passing under that
name, on two counts: First, that of se
ditious practices, with intent to spread
treason smong his majesty's subjects,
and, secomd that of willful murder on
the high seas.
Charlie put the warrant back Into
his pocket and gazed disgustedly
across the ereek, where the loveliest of
young moons was rising behind a
frieze of the homeless, barbaric brush,
“There was never such a place In
the world,” he asserted, “to hide In
or get lost in—or to starve In. 1 have
often thought that it would make the
most effective prison in the world.”
The young moon rose and rose,
while Charlie sat in the dusk of our
shanty, like a meditative mountain,
saying nothing, the glowing end of his
cigar occasionally hinting at the cir
cumference of his face.
“I'll get him, all the same,” he sald
presently, coming out of a sort of
trance, in which, as I pnderstood la-
ter, his mind had been making a geo-
graphical survey of our neighborhood,
going up and down every creek and
corner on a radius of fifty miles,
80 we sought our respective cots:
but I had scarcely begun to undress
when a foolish accident for which I
was responsible happened, an accel
dent that might have had serious con-
y in our
him what
acquaintance,
we were 10
with a
my e¢ when 1 go
your
want
“We * I had re-
into the lad’'s humor,
» {8 Sir Franels Drake,
like you
uld ;
“0
else's secret again?” 1
And
100,
“This time
pers
off
some
He
day
broke
own
are,”
the lad,
on
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sequences, and which, as a matter of
fact did have—though not at the mo-
ment.
Neglecting everything a man should
do to his gun when he is finished with
it for the day, 1 had left two cartridges
in it, left the trigger on the hair-brink
of eternity, and other enormities for
which Charlie presently, and quite
rightly, abashed me with profanity;
in short, my big toe tripped over the
beast as it stood carelessly against the
wall of my cabin, and, as it fell, I re
“I'll tell you what we'll do,” he said
presently. “I'm going to leave you
here—and I'm going to charter the
sponger out there, Turner's sound
has two outlets; this and Goose river,
ten miles down the shore, Now, if
Tobias Is tnside here he can only get
out either down here or down Goose
river. I am going down in the sponger
to the mouth of Goose river, to keep
watch there, and you must stay where
you are and keep watch here. Be
tween the two of us an week will starve
celved the contents in the fleshy part
of my shoulder.
The explosion brought the whole]
crew ont of thelr shanty, in a state of |
gesticulating nature and, as Charlie,
growling like a bear, was helping to
bring first ald, suddenly our young
friend Jack—whose romantic youth
preferred sleeping outside in a ham-
mock slung between two palm trees—
put Khim aside.
“T know better how to do this than
you, Sir Francis,” he said, laughing.
“Let's have a look at your medicine
chest, and give me the lint quick.”
So Jack took charge and acted with
such confidence and skill—finally
binding up my wound, which was but
a slight that Charlie by
dumbfounded and with a curious soft
look in his face which I didn’t under-
stand till later,
Then Jack looked up for a
ght Charlie's wondering look;
he changed
One stood
moment
color and looked frightened,
“Sir Francis Is jealous”
“but I've finished now.
sleep all right after that dose I gave
you, night. . . ." And he silp
ped away.
said;
he
I guess you'll
Good
yracticed
surgeon and, as he predicted, 1 slept
well—80 well and so far into next
him out.”
So it was settled, and presently
Charlie went along with two of his
best guns and Sailor, in the rowboat,
and I saw him no more for a week.
At the end of the week the wind
the tides ran high, About noon we
caught sight of triumphant salis mak-
ing up the river, It was Charlie back
again,
“Got
1
him!
rowed ashore.
Saflor was with him in the rowboat,
but 1 thut he was limping,
going on three legs,
“Yes!” sald Charlie. “It's lucky for
he only got Sailor's foot, or,
by the lying God I'd have stood my
trial for manslaughter, or whatever
they call It, It'll soon be all right, old
r ” he
ed paw
right.”
was all he said, as
noticed
Tobias
said, taking Sallor's wound.
hand, be
Sailor wagged his tall vigor
that fn
his legs was
in his “soon
ously, show gunshot
through
to
one of
gothior
the month of
and
and tw
the
Care
A Carian
Jack Looked Up for a Moment and
Caught Charlie’s Wondering Look.
morning that Charlie at last had tc
waken me.
“What do you think?”
words,
“Why, what?” I asked, sitting up
and wincing from my wounded shoul-
der.
“Our young friend has skipped in
the night! Gone off on that little nig-
ger sloop that dropped In here yester.
day afternoon, I guess”
“You don't mean It?
“No doubt of it—I wonder whether
you've had the same thought as I had.
You know I always said there was a
mystery about that boy? Did you no-
tice the way he bound your shoulder
Inst night?”
“What of it?"
“Did you ever see a man bind a
wound like that?]
“What do you mean?”
“I meen simply that the mystery
about our Jack Harkaway was just
this: Jack Harkawany was no boy at
all=but just a girl; a brick of a dare-
devil girl I”
were his first
CHAPTER V.
Better Than Duck.
Charlie Webster's discovery—if dis.
covery it was—of “Jack Harkaway's"
true sex seemed so far plausible In
that It accounted not only for much
that had seemed mysterious about him
and his manner, but also (though this
I did not mention to Charlie) it ac
counted for certain dim feelings of my
own, of which, before, I bad bees:
searcely comscious,
But we were not long left to con
tinue pur speculations, being presently
int pted by the arrival of exciting
news in the form of a note from Fa.
ther Seraplon.
Father Seraplon’s note simply con.
firmed his conjecture that it was To
bins who had bought rum at Behring's
Point and that he was probably some-
where in the network of creeks and
marl lagoons in our neighborhood.
Charlie thought the news over,
ig he'd go afte
in when
ne. But by
mangroves 1
I was
Tobias-—his
her
* WAS
He
Pe
COUIa
in anot
i the
gun at his shoulder.
had & pot at me, but before he
try another I knocked him down with
my fire and— Well, we've got him all
right. And now you can go after your
treasure as soon as you like. I'll take
him over to Nassau and you can fool
around for the next month or so. Of
course we'll need you ag the trial, bat
that won't off for a couple of
months. Meanwhile, you let me
know where you are, in case I should
need to get hold of you”
“All right, old man,” I said, “but 1
wish you were coming along with me.”
“I've got all the treasure I want,”
laughed Charlie, “Send me word
where you are, 88 soon a8 you get a
chance; and good luck to you, old
chap, and yur doubloons and pieces
of eight 1”
Then he walked down to his row-
boat nnd was ahoard the
sponger. Her sails ran up and they
were off down stream-—poor Tobias,
manacled, somewhere between decks.
“See you in Nassau!” I shouted.
“Righto 1”
Book Hl
CHAPTER |.
minute
ooine
onan
soon he
in Which We Gather Shelis—and
Other Matters,
With Charlle gone and duck-shoot-
ing not being one of my passions,
there wns nothing to detain me in An-
dros. So we were soon under way, out
of the river, and heading north up the
western shore of the big monotonous
island. We had some fifty miles to
make before we reached its northern
extremity—and, all the way, we sel-
dom had more than two fathoms of
water, and the const was the same in-
terminable line of mangroves and
thatch palms, with occasional clumps
of pine trees, and here and there the
mouth of a creek, leading into duck-
haunted swamps,
At Inst we came to a little foam
fringed cay, where it wns ¢oncelvable
that the shyest and rarest shell
would choose to make its hotne--a tiny
aristocrat, driven out of the broad
tideways by the coarser ambitions and
the ruder strength of great molluscs
that feed and grow fat and house
-
oma
themselves In ernde eonvolutions of
uncouthly striving horn.
It was impossible to Imagine a cay
better answering to my conchologist's
description of Short Shrift island, Its
situation and general character, too,
bore out the surmise, On landing, also,
we found that It answered In two lm-
portant particulars to Tobias’ narra-
tive, We found, as he had declared,
that there was good water there for
passing ships. Also, we found, in ad.
dition to the usual scrub, that cab.
bage-wood trees grew there very plene
tifully, particularly, as he sald, on the
highest part of the island. Bo, having
talked it all over with Tom, I decided
that here we would stay for a the
and try our luck.
But, first, having heard from the
sponging captain that he wns en route
for Nassau, I gave him a letter to
Charlie Webster, telling him of our
whereabouts, In case he should have
sudden need of me with regard to To-
bins,
The reader may recall that Tobias’
narrative in reference to his second
“pod” of one million dollars had ron;
“On the highest point of this
Shrift island is a large cabbage-wood
stump, and twenty feet south of that
stump Is the treasure, buried five feet
deep and can found
culty. But which the
point? There were several hl
| that might claim to be that—all
equal in height,
be
highest
Hocks
was
a
islapd were only seven In all,
no difficult
f one hy om 735 y hind plenty
and plenty
of it idle
attempt any Tid
from the crew,
from their sl
duly measured out
from pron
stump, set them
Course,
8 4}
yr ob je ot
£ them
ench
with
thing of
LE
to
business principle
gelling his motley merhandis
wor natives, on wi old
of supplying goods
of the poorest possibie quality
the the go
the
highest possible
While he
group of cu
ward the back
examin
modities
price
attending a little
pners I lu
of the
ing the thousand and one come
which sup i
needs of humnanity
corner of the world: and,
pied, I was diverted by a
was
gt
the
here in this k
thus
voice like
laughing snd confident for such
and sinister surroundings. It
too, which 1 seemed to have beard be
fore, and not so very long Wiien
I turned in its direction I was immedi
ately arrested, as ong always by
any splendor of vitality; for a start!
contrast indeed--to the spiritless, far
tive figures that had been coming and
going hitherto—was this superb young
creature, tall and lithe, with proudly
carried head on glorions shoulders,
Her skin was a golden and it
| had been bard to say which was the
more intensely black<-her hair, or the
proud eyes which, turning presently in
, my direction, seemed to strike upon
me as with an actual impact of
fire.
was one,
AEG,
is
ng
olis ©
soft
wane
An entrancing gir! and an
ancient gold piece.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
National Anthems.
“The Star-Spangled Banner” is now
regarded as our nations nnthem ; that
of England, “God Bave the King"
France, “The Marseiliaise,” The other
allies apparently have no distinguish.
ing title for their national airs. The
simply as the “Italian National Hymn"
and that of Portugal as the “National
Air of Portugal,” ete.
Road to Wealth,
We've often thought what a pity It
is that a man can’t dispose of his ex«
perience for as much as it cost hime
| Hskridge Independent,
Information That May Lead to
Prospective Buyer Making
a Wise Decision,
Smt —————————
TAM KEEPS ITS POPULARITY
Sam——".
Feather Trimming Is Employed on
Model That Almost Every Woman
Can Wear With Good Effect
Some Effective Turbans.
What ean stimulate interest In
fashion at this season of the year like
a little glimpse at new hats? For hats
are always interesting and hats are the
first new thing a woman buys at the
beginning of a new season,
in fact, we buy new hats regardless
{| of seasons and wear them, too, without
consideration for thelr fitness for a
| particular season; straw hats in Jan-
| unary, velvet in July.
And there are velvet hats and others,
advanced models to excite your curios
{ you to decide your first new
i style,
¥
And my!
material of a pleas-
and
{ from the
appearance
aspect
| ing the
but
i tal
| life
i Lis
stimulus, of renewed Interest In
in the Philadelphia Ledge
Sometimes, !
{ path more gayly
but more
| hat that helps over a perl
as case
children, a woman
when
shoes, gens ral new
weariness, of dis
t hurt
pity.
1 the
long
| depression, of world
| Interest, for hats
mores
and
ghoi
Let
| hand,
do,
me depart Ie suhiect In
new ha enough
und satisfactory one, especially if one
takes advantage of the modern process
of shower proofing that insures the
beauty of the feather against all mois
ture whether a fog or rain.
If you are not femiliar with this
very commendable Innovation in Appar.
el insurance ask your milliner about it
st the shop where you buy feathers
for the hat you trim yourself,
And here let me digress once more
for a moment to register the sugges
tion that a technical knowledge of mil
linery is well worth the time and the
srunll price it will cost a girl or woman
to acquire this knowledge,
Very smart and modish is a trim,
close-fitting shape of velvet effective.
ly trunmed with uncurled ostrich, and
this hat is another evidence at
testing to the fashion value of ostrich
as an autumn trimming of smart hats,
Model for Autumn,
Lnother new autumn hat, like most
of the new models, is of velvet, turned
up sharply in the front and trimmed
only with a rich cluster of silk flowers
and foliage, It Is an excellent model
for first cholce In the development of
your w be
whnt
still
autum ardrobe, for it cz
n
§erbs db xr 1 a §
right now-—and tha
x
us wan
~-put them on
rst of t to do with n«
nga
and enjoy them mmeds-
A
mired Is
costume h ad-
dinner
gown of cha skirt of
contrasti
» sort
upon
its accept-
the xind of gown that can
vorn out, and this
y wom-
int of
of us must
our clothes
ig
» worn until it
n feature
s iy
economy, but bes
be well acquaint
ask why do so many girls foolishly buy
| shoes just a little too tight?
Many ills From Tight Shoes.
This practice does not improve the
| appearance of the feet; rather is the
effect deteriorating and the discomfort
one suffers often distorts the face, al-
ways mars the polse and the walk and
conversation of a companion, the giv
ing of the entire interest to the pleas.
ure at hand that makes folks say:
“There is an ‘attractive and likable
girl.” the opinion of friends and ac-
qualntances that establishes a girl as a
favorite.
There is never a season when some
form of the graceful and generally be-
coming tam is not in vogue and this
will be the case this season as in all
others. There {8 one style especially
attractive, a between-segsons tam on
new lines and interestingly developed,
of taffeta and soutuche braid in two
colors, to say nothing of an effective
feature trimming that lends the last
note of smart fashion to this time-
established model. .
One excellent quality of the tam
ghapes is that almost every woman can
wear one, all young girls can and most
women of more mature years, provided
thoy select the right model.
Strikingly unusual is a hat of vel
vert with trimming of glycerin ostrich
in a sort of showereffect ovlr the up-
turned brim. This may seem an ex.
treme model, not so much in shape as
in this arrangement of a popular trim-
ming. And while not every woman
can wear thiz hat or want to, never
theless it portrays a certain new and
interesting feature of autumn millinery
that you should be glad to note,
Ostrich Tip Trimming.
Quite the reverse from the extreme
fashion standpoint, yet nevertheless
gmart, despite its conservative tone, Is
the becoming turban of rich brocadh,
velvet and tiny ostrich tips, artistically
, combined. This hat iluotrates still
another use of ostrich, the regulation
small curled tips. Not so new a treat:
vient of ostrich but always a plrasing
before we are quite comfortable with
them. Like old acquaintances, we
must feel that our clothes wear well,
and not from the standpoint of actual
wearing service, but from that of pre-
senting us in the best possible light,
of helping us appear at our best.
BLOUSES IN WIDE VARIETY
Wash Fabrics Figure Prominently
Among Materials Employed-—Pend.
ant Decorations Highly Favored.
The shops are really alluring In their
display of overblouses in fabrics and
styles suitable for summer wear. It
is perhaps an interesting thing that
wash fabrics have been made to serve
so admirably for these blouses—for
there was a time when it seemed that
only chiffon and georgette and soft
crepe would do for them.
But now linen, organdie, batiste, ra-
tine—lots of ratine, too, which is an
other of those interesting evidences
of a return to favor of a fabric or style
that has seemingly gone by-—all these
and other summer fabrics, heavy,
homespun, crashlikeJooking things, are
used for the overblouse,
One thing that marks many of the
blouses is little tassels and hanging
buttons and fringe. There are all sorts
of these pendant decorations, from
sleeve ends and hems and just hang
ing down from any other part of the
blouse itself.
Frocks for Morning.
Lovely little frocks for morning wear
at a summer hotel, or afternoon wear
st home are of tinted dotted Swiss
with cuffs, collars and hemmed sash of
white lawn or Swiss embroidery. One
of these dainty frocks in lavender has
an tucked skirt, elbow sleeves and sun
plice bodice. The white embroidery
collar is in shawl shape, crossing with
the surplice fronts, and the deep cuffs
are tled with coquettish bows of law.
ender ribbon. \