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CHAPTER VIill—Continued.,
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I turned my eyes over the sea—I
could move them, at all events; how
gloriously it was shining out there!
And here was I, helpless, with arms
extended, as one ‘crucified. I closed
my eyes in anguish, and let my body
relax; perhaps I dozed, or perhaps I
fainted—but, suddenly, what was that
that aroused me, summoned me back
to life? It seemed a short, sharp
sound of firing! I opened my eyes and
looked out to sea, and then I gave a
great cry:
“Calypso! Calypso!” I cried. “Calyp-
so!” and it seemed as though a giant's
strength were In me-—that I could
rend the rocks apart. I made a mighty
effort, and, whether or not my relax-
ing had made a readjustment of my
position, I found that for some reason
I could move forward again, and,
with one desperate wriggle, I had my
head through the narrow space. To
wrench my shoulders and legs after it
was comparatively easy, and, In 8 mo-
ment, I was safe on the outer side,
where, as I had surmised, the aperture
did widen out again. Within a
few moments, I was on the edge of the
sea, had dived, and was swimming
madly toward-——
But let me tell what I had seen, as
ice in the rocks.
CHAPTER IX.
Action.
I had seen, close in shore, a two-
masted schooner under full sall sweep-
ing by, as if pursued, and three ne-
groes kneeling on deck, with leveled
rifles. As I looked, a shot rang out,
from my right, where I could not see,
and one of the negroes rolled over.
Another shot, and the negro next him
fell sprawling with his arms over the
bulwark.
At that moment, two other negroes
emerged from the cabin
half dragging and half
woman. She was
but in vain.
carrying
bravely,
The negroes—ev ge ntly
acting under orders of a white man,
who stood over them with a revolver
were dragging her toward the main
mast. Her heat was bare, her hair
in disorder, a2? one shoulder from
which her dress had been torn in the
struggle, gleamed white in the sun
light. Yet her were flashing
splendid scornful fires at her captors;
and her laughter of deflance same
ringing to over the sea. It was
then that “Calypso!” and
wrenched
sorority
struggling
eyes
oe
I had eried
myself free.
The next moment there came dash-
ing in sight a sloop also under full
canvas, and at its bow, a huge white
man, with a leveled rifle that still
smoked. At a glance, I knew him for
Charlle Webster. He had been about
to fire again, but, as the man dragged
Calypso for'ard, he paused, calm as a
rock, waiting, with his keen sports
i
:
it was he,
“You—coward!” I heard his voice
distance between the two boats, for |
the sloop was running with power as |
well as sails,
Meanwhile, the men had lashed |
Calypso to the mast, and even In my |
agony my eyes recorded the glory of
her beauty as she stood proudly there
~the great sails spread above her, and
the sea for her background.
“Now, do your worst,” eried Toblas,
his evil face white as wax in the sun-
light,
“Fire, fire~~don't be
out Calypso's voide,
At the same instant, as she called To-
bias sprang toward her with raised re-
volver,
“Another word, and I fire,
the voice of the brute,
Jut the rifle that never missed its
mark spoke again. Tobias’ arm fell
shattered, and he staggered
screaming. Still once more, Charli
Webster's gun spoke, and the stagger
ing figure fell with a crash on the
deck.
“Now, boys, ready,” I heard Charlie's
voice roar out again, as the sloop
tore alongside the schooner-—where
the rest of the negro crew with raised
arms had fallen on their knees, crying
for mercy.
afraid,”
”
shouted
swam wildly toward the two boats,
which now had closed on each other, a
mass of thundering canvas, and
screaming and cursing men—and
Calypso there, like a beautiful statue,
still lashed to the mast, a proud smile
on her lovely lips,
Another moment, and Charlie had
sprung aboard, and, seizing a knife
from med screaming negroes, he
cut her f
His deep calm volce eame to me
over the water,
“That's what I eall courage,”
sald, “I could never have done it.”
The “king” had been right. He knew
his daughter.
By this I was nearing the boats
though as yet no one had seen mé.
They were all too busy with the con-
fusion on deck, where four men lay
dead, and three others still kept ny
thelr gibberish of fear,
«
he
i
‘TI saw Calypso and Charlle Webster
stand a moment looking down at the
figure of Tobias, prostrate at their
feet,
“lI am sorry I had to kill him” I
heard Charlie's deep growl. “I meant
to keep him for the hangman.”
But suddenly I saw him start for
ward and stamp heavily on something.
“No, you don't,” I heard him roar
and I learned afterward that Tobias,
though mortally wounded, was not yet
dead, and that, as the two had stood
looking down on him, they had seen
his hand furtively moving toward the
fallen revolver that lay a few inches
from him on the deck. Just as he had
grasped it, Charlie's heavy boot had
come down on his wrist. But Tobias
was still game,
“Not alive, you English brute!” he
was heard to groan out, and, snatch-
ing free his, wrist too swiftly to be
prevented, he had gathered up all his
remaining strength, and hurled him- |
self over the side into the sea,
I was but a dozen yards away from
him, as he fells and, as he rose again, |
it was for his dying eyes to fix with a
glare upon me. They dilated
terror, as though he had seen a ghost, |
Then he gave one strange scream, and
fell back Into the sea, and we saw him |
no more,
* .
It will be easier for the reader to
imagine, than for me to describe, the
look on the faces of Calypso and
Charlie Wehster when they saw me
appear at almost the same spot where
poor Toblas had just gone bubbling
with |
had been the eloquent witness, need-
ed no further telling. He had done
his brave best-—poor fellow—but To-
bias had had six men with him, and it
was soon over, Her they had gagged
and bound and carried In a sort of im-
provised sedan chair; Tobias had done
the thing with a certain style and—
she had to admit—with absolute cour
tesy.
When they had gone a mile or two
from the house, he had had the gag
taken from her mouth, and, on her
promise not to attempt to escape
(which was, of course, quite impos-
sible) he had also had her unbound,
80 that her hurried journey through
the woods was made as comfortable as
possible,
They were making, she had gathered
—and as we had surmised—for the
northern shore, and, after about a
three hours’ march, she heard the
sound of the sea. On the schooner she
had found a cabin all nicely prepared
on some quite pretty china, to her
Poor Tobias had seemed bent |
After dinner, Tobias had respectful
her. He had apologized for his action,
but explained that it was necessary— |
the only way he had left, he sald, of
protecting his own Interests, and safe
guarding a treasure which belonged to
him and no one else, If it belonged to
any living man. It had seemed to her
that it was a monomania with him.
While he had been talking, she had
She would tell him the plain truth
about her doubloons, and offer him
what remained of them as a ransom.
This she did, and was able at last halt®
so far as any-
one knew, that was all treasure
there was, and then the digging among
the ruins of the old house was a mere
fancy of her father's. There might be
something there or not—and she went
w0) far ns to give her word of ho
, if anything was found, he should
his share of it.
had ned
promised his answer
the
nor
have
Tobias a4 impressed, and
the morning
ith 8 sentry
in
{ Ke at
her cabin door. She had slept soundly,
dawn. As soon
was up. Tobias had come to
her, saying that he had sccepted her
offer, and asking her to direct him to
her treasure.
This she had done, and, to avold pass
ing the settlement, they had taken the
eastern end of the
island. As they had approached the
cave (and here Calrpso turned a quiz |
gical smile on me, which no one, of
course, understood but ourselves), a
“Now, Do Your Worst!” Cried Tobias.
Words I had none, for I was at
the end of my strength, and I broke
down and sobbed Me a child
“Thank God you are safe—my treas
| ure, my treasure !” was all I could say, |
after they had lifted me aboard, and I!
| Iny face down on the deck, at her feet. |
Swiftly she kpelt by my side, and
caressed my shoulder with her dear
hand.
All of which-—-particularly my refer |
ence to “my treasure”-—must have
been much to the bewilderment of the
good simple-hearted Charlle, towering,
above us. 1 believe I
stayed a little longer at her feet than
I really had need to, for the comfort
of her being so near and kind; but,
presently, we were all aroused by a |
volee from the cliffs above, It was the |
“king,” with hi§ bodyguard, Erebus |
and the crew of the Flamingo—no |
The sound of the firing |
{
they had come hurrying to discover |
its cause, :
So we deferred asking our ques-|
tions, and telling our several stories,
till we were pulled ashore,
As Calypso was folded in her fa-
ther's arms, he turred to me:
“Didn't I tell you that I knew my
daughter?” he said,
“And I told yon something too, O
king,” 1 replied-—my eyes daring nt
last to rest on Calypso with the love
and pride of my heart.
“And where on earth have you been,
young man?’ he asked, laughing. “Did
Tobias kidnap you too?”
It was very hard, as you will have
seen, to astoalsh the “king”
But, though It was hard to astonish
and almost impossible to alarm him,
his sense of wonder was quite another
matter, and the boyish delight with
which he listened to our several
stories would have made It worth |
had faced. Our stories, sald the |
“king,” were quite in the manner of |
“The Arabian Nights," dovetalling one
into the other. .
“And now,” he added, “we will be
gin with the 'Story of the Murdered
Slave nnd the Stolen Lady!”
Calypso told her story simply and
in a few words. The first part of It, i
of which the poor murdered Samson’|
and here she |
“Now.” sald the “king.” “we shall!
hear the story of Apollo—or, let us
say, rather Ajax-—the Far-Darter—he
of the arrow that Lever missed Its
mark.”
And Charlie Webster, more at home
with deeds than words, blushed and |
blushed through his part of the story, |
telling how-—~having called gt the set. |
tiement—he had got our message from
far the hidden ereek. He had spled |
schoon- |
er~had called on him “in the king's
name” to surrender— (“1 had in my |
pocket the warrant for his arrest”!
with Innocent pride
answered with bullets. He had been |
terribly frightened, he owned, when |
Calypso had been brought on deck, but |
she had given him courage-—he paused |
to beam on her, a broad-faced admira- |
tion, for which he could find no words
—and, as he had never yet missed a
flying duck at-—I forget how many |
And so his story came to an end, |
amid reassuring applause,
“Now,” sald the “king.” "for the |
Story of the Disappearing Gentleman |
and the Lighted Lantern.” {
And then I told my story as it is le]
ready known to the reader, and I have
A
perhaps he oughtn't to have risked it. i
chestful of doublaons and pleces of |
eight, I had a very attentive audience.
The “king” was for starting off that!
very night. But, reminded of the dif-
ficult seclusion In which the treasure
still lay, he was persuaded to walt till
the morrow, ‘
“At dawn then,” he said, “tomorrow
‘what time, the Josy-footed dawn’
#0 be It. And now I am going
to talk to Ajax the Far-Darter of
duck shooting.”
“But wait!” I cried.
“ew
“Why did “Jack
Calypso blushed. The
chuckled,
“1 prefer not to be known In Nassau,
yet some of my businessghas to he
done there, Nor is it safe for beauty
like Calypso's to go unprotected. So
from .time to time, ‘Jack Harkaway'
goes for us both! And now énough of
explanations I” and he launched into
talk of game and sport In various |
“king”
CIR RRR RRR RRR Re
of the great simple-hearted Charlie.
But, after a time, other matters
claimed the attention of his other
auditors,
course night had fallen. Calypso and
I perceived that we were forgotten—
80, by an impulse that seemed to he
one, we rose and left them there, and
stole out into the
little fountain was lke
dancing a
night breeze,
walked softly out into the moonlight,
in the little pool. And then we took
courage to look Into each other's eyes.
“Calypso,” I sald, “when are you go-
Ing to show me where you keep your
doubloons "and I added,
per, “Jack-—-when am 1
you In boy's clothes again?”
And, with that, was in my arms,
and I felt beating against
my side,
“Oh! my treasure”
softiy—"Calypso, my
she
her heart
treasure.”
POSTSCRIPT.
Now,
gentle”
my
such readers as have been
“"
story, may possibly
what lay behind those
locked doors In the underground
lery where 1 so nearly
Those caverns,
covered, did
with Bin
the “king.”
mansion in semifeudal
state with Calypso and me, Is able to
pass from one to the other by under-
ground passages which are an unfail-
desire
other
gal-
d my bones,
aftprwarg
ial
we
pctunily
and lives In it
ing source of romantic sa
his dear,
AR to
nnd the treasure +
absurd soul.
whether or not
the mans
Bis
vach's
» metnally
bheard's is
are
yt
nect them at all wit
whose BOOONS
regson
covered
As for
Henry
fen ree
. ¥RAeNg
him by
guerre knew
color to his claim
that he was
all, though It seemed to
that I saw gle % in him of
better, and I sl
of kindness toward him
grace
the name we
give
therefore,
drel, after
fies
something
ill always feel a sort
for the
lant courtesy
of ga with which
Calypso
sometimes
store, and, when she
purchases, the draws
basom a little bag. and,
nt me, lays down on the counter—a
golden doubloon; and Sweeney-—
doubtless,
smiles
Heve.
She
drop
and I,
into
has
up
just Yor
made
from her
wha,
indulgently on our makebe
Sometimes, on ogr
come upon Tom
perintending a
janissaries—among
still the blackest-
lord high steward of our estate.
way, and 1
hand significantly on my left
Hight, He flashes
and his
with inarticulate en
allusion, For
he right. In so mys-
way home,
gang of the “king's”
whom Erebus is
He
lay my
gide-to his huge de
his white
from side to side
jovment of the
knows? He mv
terious a"world the small
lead up to the most nugn
there is nothing too wonderful to hap
pen.
teeth wags
(THE END)
————— nsm—
Key of Happiness,
It 1s very difficult to realize
iit, but it 1s a fact
us, and stay with us-—that the joy
and happiness and satisfaction of our
lives depend very much more upon
ourselves and the kind of people we
{are than upon the kind of things that
| happen to us. It is the kind of will
our spirit and decides whether our
lives shall be happy and hopeful, and
not the things that come to us
Given the right kind of will, the same
attiude and the wBolesome temper. of
soul, we shall be able to adjust our
selves to life with some comfort
and satisfaction, no matter what its
accidents and Incidents, until they be
come quite satisfying. We carry the
key of our own heppiness ourselves
it away.
Only Worth. \Vhile Boss,
"De good boss,” sald Uncle Eben,
Job, but de one dat shows you how
you kin take pleasure an’ Pride in de
work.”
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The sun was pouring streams of
Hght on the little gray cottage on the
highlands, the sunshine of golden Au
gust, Through the elms sifted
yeliow beams, making dapeing
ther-beaten roof
In unswer toa familiar whistle,
which echoed through the valley, the
sole occupant of the suddenly
the doorway. The gin
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hair that wisped from under
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