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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Times, 1909-08-12, Page 7THt'j W11Y1rtLAM. TIMES, AUGUST 12 Mat 7 THE MYSTERY Bg STEWART EDWARD WHITE And SAMUEL HOPKINS ADAMS COPYRIGHT. 1907 BY McCLURE. PHILLIPS & CO. was a byproduct, a utilization of what life offered me. I had set sail pos- sessed by the sole idea of ferreting ,out Dr. Schermerhorn's investigations, but the gradual development of affairs 'had ended by absorbing my every fac- ulty. Now, cast into an eddy by my change of fortunes, the original idea regained its force. I was out of the active government of affairs, with leisure on my hands, and my thoughts naturally turned with curiosity again to the laboratory in the valley. Darrow's "devil fires" were again pal"' Ing the sky. I had noticed them Yr, a time to time, always with in- ce :ng wonder. The men accepted 'tleasily as only one of the unex- p: r tl phenomena of a sailor's experi- •et' e, but I had not as yet hit on a h3l�,.„thesis that suited me. They were nt�kt allied to the aurora. They differed radically from the ordinary volcanic ,emanations and scarcely resembled :any electrical displays I had ever seen. The night was cool. The stars bright. I resolved to investigate. Without further delay I arose to my feet and set off into the darkness. Im- mediately one of the group detached 'himself from the fire and joined me. "Going for a little walk, sir?” asked Handy Solomon sweetly. "That's quite right and proper. Nothin' like a little walk to get you fit and right for your bunk." He held close to my elbow. We got just as far as the stockade in the bed -of the arroyo. The lights we could make out now across the zenith, but owing to the precipitance of the cliffs and the rise of the arroyo bed it was impossible to see more. Handy Solo- mon felt the defenses carefully. ' "A man would think, sir, It was a cannibal island," he observed. "All so tight and tidylike here. It would take l a ship's guns to batter her down. A . - man might dig under these here two 'gate logs If no one was against him. Like to try it, sir?" "No," I answered gruffly. From that time on I was virtually a prisoner, yet so carefully was my sur- veillance accomplished that I could ;place my finger on nothing definite. Some one always accompanied me on my walks, and in the evening I was 'herded as closely as any cattle. Handy Solomon took the direction of 'affairs off my hands. You may be sure be set no very heavy tasks. The men .cut a little silood, carried up a few pails of water. That was all. Lacking incentive to stir about, they Name to spend most of their time lying on their backs watching the sky. This in turn bred a languor which is the sickest, most soul and temper deStroy- 'ing affair invented by the devil. They .could not' muster up energy enough to walk down the beach and back, and yet they were wearied to death of the inaction. After a little they became irritable toward one another. Each :suspected the other of doing less than he should. You who know men will realize what this meant. The atmosphere of our camp became :surly. I'recognized the precursor of its becoming dangerous. One day on a walk in the hills I came on Thrackles and Pulz lying on their stomachs gaz- ing down fixedly at Dr. Schermer - horn's camp. This was nothing ex- traordinary, but they started guiltily to their feet when they saw me and made off, growling under their breaths. All this that I have told you so brief- ly took time. It was the eating -through of men's spirits by that worst of corrosives, idleness. I conceive it unnecessary to weary you with the de- tails. r The situation was as yet uneasy, but not alarming. One evening I overheard the beginning of an absurd plot to gala entrance to the valley. That vas es far as detail went. I be- came convinced at last that I should lh some way warn Percy Darrow. That seems a simple enough propo- sition, doeS it not? But if you will 'Operating as r a Cure for Piles stop to think one moment of the dif- ficulties of my position you will see that it was not as easy as at first it appears. Darrow still visited us in the evening. The men never allowed me even the chance of private com- munication while he was with us. One or two took pains to stretch out be- tween us. Twice I arose when the as- sistant did, resolved to accompany him Part way back. Both times men reso- lutely escorted us and as resolutely separated us from the opportunity of a single word apart, The crew never threatened me by word or look. But we understood each other. I was not permitted to row out to the Laughing Lass without escort. Therefore I never attempted to visit her again. The men were not anxious to do so. Their awe of the captain made them only too glad to escape his notice. That empty shell of a past reputation was my only hope. It shielded the arms and ammunition, As I look back on it now the period seems to me to be one of merely po- tential trouble. The men had not tak- en the pains to crystallize their ideas. I really think their compelling emo• tion was that of curiosity. They want ed to see. It needed a definite im, pulse to change that desire to one of greed. Vie impulse carne from Percy Dar row and his idle talk of voodoos. At usual he was directing his remarks to the sullen nigger. "Voodoos?" he said. "Of course there are. Don't fool yourself for a minute on that. There are good ones and bad ones. You can tame them if you know how, and they will do anything you want them to." Pulz chuckled in his throat. "You don't 13e - Have, it?" drawled the assistant, turn- ing to him. "Well, It's so. You know that heavy box we are so careful of? Well, that's got a tame voodoo in it." The others laughed. "What he like?" asked the nigger gravely. "Ire's a fine voodoo, with wavery arms and green eyes and red glows." Watching narrowly its effect he swung off into one of the genuine old croon- ing voodoo songs, once ski common down south, now so rarely heard. No one knows what the words mean—they are generally held to be charm words only—a magic gibberish. But the nig- ger sprang across the fire like light- ning, his face altered by terror, to seize Darrow by the shoulders. "Doan you! Doan you!" he gasped, shaking the assistant ,violently back and forth. "Dat he King Voodoo song! Dat call him all de voodoo—all!" He stared wildly about In the dark- ness as though expecting to see the night thronged. There was a moment of confusion. Eager for any chance I hissed under my breath: "Danger! Look out!" I could not tell whether or not Dar- row heard me. He left soon after. The mention of the chest bad focused the men's interest. "Well," Pulz began, "we've been here on this spot for a long time." "A year and five months," reckoned Thrackles. "A man can do a lot in that time." "If he's busy." "They've been busy." Often a fad—always risky—The Mod- ern Cure is DR. CHASE'S OINT- MENT—Hero's the Proof. Many a sufferer from piles has been cured by the use of Dr. Chase's Oint- ment, after operations have failed. 1Tundrods of thousands have escaped operations by using this treatment first and thereby obtaining cure. Mr. Arthur Lepine, school teacher, Grhnite Hill, Muskoka, Ont., writes: "For two years I suffered from bleed- ing piles and lost each day about half a cup of blood. 1 :vent to the OttaWa General Hospital to be operated Ott, and was under the influence of chloro- form for one hour. For about two mentis I was better, but niy Old trouble returned, and again I lost inuch blood. One of my doctors told me I would have to undergo another operation, but T would not consent. "My father, proprietor of the Riche- lieu Hotel, Ottawa, advised "He to use Di', Chase'sOintment, and Hee boxes ruled me. I did not lose any blood after beginning the treatment, and believe the cute iR a permanent one." 60 cts, a box at all dealers, or Edman- iilan, Batey k Co.,Toronto. kles voiced approximately the general attitude. "Philosopher's stone or not, some- thing's up. The old boy took too good care of that box, and he's spending too much money to be doing it for his health." "You know w'at I t'ink?" smiled Per - dopa. "Ile mak' di'mon's. He say dat." The nigger had entered one of his black, brooding moods from which these men expected oracles. "Get him ches'," he muttered. "I see hint full—full of di'mon's." They listened to him with vast re- spect and were visibly impressed. So deep was the sense of awe that IIandy Solomon uubent enough to whisper to me: "I don't take any stock in the nig- ger's talk ordinarily. He's a fool nig- ger. But when his eye looks like that then you want to listen close. lie sees things then. Lots of times he's seen things. Even last year—the Oyama-- he told about her three days ahead. That's why we were so ready for her," lee chuckled. Nothing more developed for a long time except a savage fight between Pulz and Perdosa. I hunted sheep, fished, wandered about, always with an escort tired to death before he started. The thought came to the to kill this man and so to escape and stake cause with the scientists. My common sense forbade me. I begin to think that common sense is a very foolish faculty indeed. It taught me the obvious—that all this idle, vaporing talk was common enough among then of this class, so common that it would hardly justify a murder, would hardly explain an un- warranted intrusion on those who em- ployed me. How would It look for me to go to them with these words in my mouth: "The captain has taken to drinking to dull the monotony. The crew think you are an alchemist and are making diamonds. Their interest in this fact seemed to me excessive, so I killed oue of them, and here I am." And who are you?" they could ask. "I am a reporter," would be my only truthful reply. You can see the false difficulties of my position. I do not defend my at- titude. Undoubtedly a born leader of men, like Captain Selover at his best, would have known how to act with the proper decision both now and in the inception of the first mutiny. At heart I never doubted the reality of the crisis. Even Percy Darrow saw the sur- liness of the men's attitudes and with his usual good sense divined the cause: "You chaps are getting lazy," said he. "Why don't you do something? Where's the captain?" "Wonder what they've done?" There was no answer to this, and the sea lawyer took a new trek. "I suppose we're all getting double wages?" "That's so." "And that's say four hunder' for us and Mr. Eagen here. I suppose the old man don't let the schooner go for noth- ing." "Two hundred and fifty a month," said I and then would have had the words back. They cried out in prolonged aston- ishment. "Seventeen months," pursued the lo- gician after a few moments. He scratch- ed with a stub of lead. "That makes over $11,000 since we've been out. How much do you suppose his outfit stands him?" he appealed to me. "I'm sure I can't tell you," I replied shortly. "Well, it's a pile of money anyway." Nobody said anything for some time. "Wonder What they've done?" Pule asked again. "Something that pays big." Thrac- kles supplied the desired answer. "Dat chis' "— suggested Perdosa. "Voodoo"— muttered the nigger. "That's to scare us out" said Handy Solomon, with vast contempt. "That's what makes me sure it is the chest" Pulz Muttered some of the jargon of alchemy. "That's it," approved Handy Solo- mon. "If etre could get"-- "\r4e wouldn't know how to use it," interrupted Puts. "The book"— said Thrackles. "Well, the book"-- asserted Pule pugnaciously. "How do you know What it Will be? It may be the philos- opher's stone and it may be one of these other things. And then Where'd we be?" It was astounding to hear thls non- sense bandied about so seriously. And yet they more than half believed, for they were deep sea oxen of the old They growled something about there being nothing to do and explained that the captain preferred to live aboard. "Don't blame him," said Darrow. "but he might give us a little of his squeaky company occasionally. Boys, I'll tell you something about seals. The old bull seals have long, stiff whiskers—a foot long. Do you know there's a market for those whiskers? Well, there is. The Chinese mount them in gold and use them for clean- ers for their long pipes. Each whisker is worth from six bits to a dollar and a quarter. Why don't you Lill a few bull seals for the 'trimmings'?" "Nothiu' to do with a voodoo?" grunted Handy Solomon. Darrow laughed amusedly. "No, this is the truth," he assured. "I'll tell you what: I'll give you boys six bits apiece for the whisker hairs and four bits for the galls. I expect to sell them at a profit." Next morning they shook off their lethargy and went seal hunting. I was practically commanded to at- tend. This attitude had been growing of late. Now it began to take a defi- nite form. "Mr. Eagen, don't you want to go hunting?" or "Mr. Eagen, I guess I'll The Dangers of Summer. Rheumatism I have found a tried and tested euro for Eben. matism 1 Not a remedy that will straighten the distorted limbs of chronic cripples, nor turn bony growths back to flesh again. That is impossible. But I can now surely kill the pains and pangs of this deplorable disease. In Germany—with a Chemist in the City of Darmstadt—I found the last ingredient with which Dr. Shoop's Rheumatic Remedy was rude a perfected, dependable prescription. without that last ingredient, I successfully treated many, many eases of Rheumatism; but now, at last, it 'mi. (orally cures all curable cases of this heretofore much dreaded disease. 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Milburn Co,, Limited, Toronto, Dr. Shoop's Rheumatic fleetly WALLEY'S DRUG STORE. just go along with you to stretch my legs" had given way to, "We're going • fishing. 'You'd better come along." I had known for a long time that I had lost any real control of them, and that perhaps humiliated me a lit- tle. However, my inexperience at handling such men and the anomalous character of my position to some ex- tent consoled me. In the filaments brushed across the face of my under- standing I could discover none so strong as to support an overt act on my part. I cannot doubt that had the affair come to a focus I should have warned the scientists even at the risk of my life. In fact, as I shall have oc- casion to show you, I did my best. But at the moment in all policy I could see my way to little besides acquies- cence. We killed seals by sequestrating the bulls, surrounding them and clubbing them at a certain point of the fore- head. It was surprising to see how hard they fought and how quickly they succumbed to a blow properly di- rected. Then we stripped the mask with its bristle of long whiskers, took the gall and dragged the carcass into the surf, where it was devoured by fish. At first the men, pleased by the novelty, stripped the skins. The blub- ber, often two or three inches in thick- ness, had then to be cut away from the pelt, cube by cube. It was a long, an oily and odoriferous job. We stunk mightily of seal ell. Our garments were shiny with it. The very pores of our skins seemed to ooze it. And even after the pelt was fairly well cleared it had still to be tanned. Percy Darrow suggested the method, but the process was long and generally unsat- isfactory. With the acquisition of the fifth greasy, heavy and ill smelling piece 'of fur the men's Interest in pelt - dos waned. They confined themselves in all strictness to the "trimmings." Percy Darrow showed us how to clean the whiskers. The process was evil. The masks were quite simply to be advanced so far in the way of pu- trefaction that the bristles would part readily from their sockets. The first school, anti this wild in print. Mbrtic- pat., Price 3s conte. arm of his shirt. Suddenly he looked up at me with a humorous twinkle. "You're afraid of us!" he accused. I was silent, not knowing just hoW to meet so direct an attack. "No need to be," he continued. I said nothing. He looked at me shrewdly, then stood off on another tack, "Well, sir, I didn't mean just that. I didn't mean you was really scared of us, But we're gettin' to know each other, livin' here on this old island, brothers -like. There ain't no officers and men ashore—is there, now, sir? When we gets back to the old Laugh- ing Lass, then we drops back into our dooty again all right and proper. You can kiss the book on that. Old Scrubs, he knows that. He don't want no shore in his. Ile knows enough to stay aboard, where we'd all rather be." He stopped abruptly, spat and look- ed at me. I wondered whither this devious diplomacy led us. "Still, in one way, an officer's an officer, and a) seaman's a seaman, thinks you, and discipline must be held up among mates ashore or afloat, thinks you. Quite proper, sir. And I can see you think that the arms is for the afterguard except in case of trouble. Quite proper. You can do the shooting, and you can keep the cartridges always by you. Just for discipline, sir." The man's boldness in so fully arm- ing me was astonishing, and his care- lessness in allowing me aboard with Captain Selover astonished me still more. Nevertheless I promised to go for the desired cartridges, fully re- solved to make an appeal. A further consideration of the ele- ments of the game convinced me, how- ever, of the fellow's shrewdness. It was no more dangerous to allow me a rifle—under direct surveillance—for the purposes of hunting than to leave me my sawed off revolver, which I still retained. The arguments he had used against my shooting Perdosa were quite as cogent now. As to the sec- ond point, I, finding the sun unex- pectedly strong, returned from the cove for my hat and so overheard the following between Thrackles and his leader: "What's to keep him from staying aboard?" cried Thrackles, protesting. "Well, he might," acknowledged Handy Solomon, "and then are we the worse off? You ain't going to make a boat attack against Old Scrubs, are you?" Thrackles hesitated. "You can kiss the book on it you ain't," went on Handy Solomon easily. "Nor me nor Pulz nor the greaser nor the nigger nor none of us all together. We've had our dose of that. Well, if he goes aboard and stays where are we the worse oft? I asks you that. But be won't. This is w'at's goin' to happen. Says he to Old Scrubs, 'Sir, the men needs you to bash in their heads.' 'Bash 'em in yourself,' says be; 'that's w'at you're for.' And if he should come ashore w'at could he do? I asks you that. We ain't disobeyed no orders dooly delivered. We're ready to pull halliards at the word. No, let him go aboard, and if he peaches to the old man, why, all the better, for it just gets the old man down on him. "How about Old Scrubs"— "Don't you believe none in luck?" asked Handy Solomon. "Aye." "Well, so do I, with w'at that law crimp used to call joodicious assist- ance." I rowed out to the Laughing Lass very thoughtful and a little shaken by the plausible argument. Captain Sel- over was lying dead drunk across the cabin table. I did my best to waken him, but failed, took a score of car- tridges—no more—and departed sadly. Nothing could be gained by staying aboard. Every chance might be lost. Besides, an opening to escape in the direction of the laboratory might of- fer. I as well as they believed in luck judiciously assisted. In the ensuing days I learned much of the habits of seals. We sneaked along the cliff tops until over the rook- eries; then lay flat on our stomachs and peered cautiously down on our quarry. The seals had become very wary. A slight jar, the fall of a peb- ble, sometimes even sounds unnoticed by ourselves, were enough to send them into the water. There they lined up just outside the surf, their sleek heads glossy with the wet, their calm, soft eyes fixed unblinkingly on us. It was useless to shoot them in the water. They sank at once. When, however, we succeeded in gaining an advantageous position it was necessary to shoot with extreme accuracy. A bullet directly through the back of the head would kill clean- ly. A chit anywhere else was practical- ly useless, for even in death the ani- mals seemed to retain enough blind, instinctive vitality to flop them into the water. There they were lost. Each rookery consisted of one tre- mendous bull who officiated apparent- ly as the standing army, a number of smaller bulls, his direct descendants; the cows and pups. The big bull held his position by force of amts. Occa- sioually other unattached bulls would come swlntming by. On arriving op- posite the rookery the stranger would titter a peculiar challenge. It was never refused by the resident cham- pion, who promptly slid into the sea and engaged battle. If he conquered, the stranger went on his way. If, however, the stranger won, the big bull immediately struck out to sea, abandoning his rookery, while the newcomer swam in and attempted to make his title good with all the young- er bulls. 1 have seen some fleree com- bats out there in the blue Water. They gashed each other deep. You tan see by this hon' our hunt- ing was ()ever et an end. On Tuesday we would kill the boss bull of a cel'- (To be tlontineed,), We killed seals by clubbing them on the forehead& batch the sten hung out on a line. A few moments later we heard a mighty squawking and rushed dat to find the Island ravens snaking oft with the en- tire catch. Protection of netting had to be rigged. We caught seals far a month or so. There was novelty in it, and it satisfied the lust for killing. As tithe Went on the bulls grew warier. 'then we made expeditions to outlying rocks. Later Handy Solosnon approached me on another diplomatic errand. "The seals is getting shy. sit," said he. "They are," said 1. "The only way to do them," said be. "Quite like," 1 agreed. A pause ensued. "We've got no cartridges," be insinu- ated. ".fall you've taken charge of nig rt• tie." 1 pointed out. "OIs, not n bit. sir," be cried. - Thrac- kles, lie Just tool: it to ('lean it. Von can have it whenever you want It. sir." "I have no cartridges, as you have observed," said 1. 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But it was insisted in every case that he be a man who was capable of real love. The word "love" was undersoored in most of the letters. The feminine candidates for matri- monial honors also practically agreed. that their future better "helves" must he "good-hearted. kind and affeotionate." Business or professional men were not preferred by most of the young women, but "olean, honest men who make clean money" were desired,—Ex. GRAND TRUNK RAILWAY SYSTEM I.O.O.F. EXCURSION ON Saturday, Aug. 14 \1inerva Encampment, No. 47, I. 0. 0. F., \Vingham, have completed. arrangements with the Grand Trunk Railway System to run t) big Excursion to auudunb*>d,*+abnbo&nboh'dneiln**MOMrIUrmomoA omtacheNal'rlmb*** SARNI A AoR)muwwwwwwwww'LA w/4 Y"W vAnw.msAstpum.v v.v. m R amq tANtR1 c - Via HYDE PARK From the following places, on Saturday, August 14th, 1909. returning Monday, Aug. 10, at the following. low fares : Kincardine 5.40 a.m. Ripley... ........ 5.55 Lucknow . 6,10 Whiterhurelt 6.23 Wingham 6.4(1 $2.311 lielgrave 6.54 a.m. $1.65 2.20 Myth 7.08 1.00 Londesboro 7.16 100 2,(4; Clinton 7.50 1 (10 2.011 Brucefteld 8.12 1.335 190 Ripper' .8.1).3 135 Children over 5 and under 12 years - Half Fare. Returning. Special train will leave Sarnia Monday, Aug. 3(3. at 10 p.m. .Arrangements have also been grade with the White Star Steamship Line to convey passengers from DETROIT SARNIA to per )naguifieent Steamer "Taslunoo; Ott Saturday, leaving Sarnia at 4.50 p.m., at the low return fare of 75c. Tickets good returning on any White Star Line bot up to and including 2.30 p.m., Monday, August 10. This will afford an excellent opting and an oppor- tunity for excursionists to spend Sunday in Detroit. Everyone Come and Enjoy a Pleasant Outing I c'OM r1ITT13E 1I, I3, ELLIOPD, T. W. DODI.).