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CHAPTER 1
theRand Kirkby leaped from
schooner's shore boat and evaded
through the shallow water to the
beach. He stumbled across the suck
ing sand, a tall angry, young and
goodly-Iooking man with swinging
shoulders and clenched fists.
He made for the foliage wall of
jungle that grew down to the shore,
found a narrow foot path that wound
among the boles of tall and slanting
coconut palms. He began running
through t-he underbrush, his , lean
strong face set in grim lines
The sun was obscured now by the
dense black smoke he had sighted
long before his schooner had put in
to the island. Its acrid odor, that
of burning nipa and bamboo was in
his nostrils,
Rand’s eyes glittered in blazing
rage as he broke from the brush into
a clearing. He halted, pushed his
ship's officer cap oft his moist fore
head, then stood fists on sides look
ing upon the burning native village.
A mournful hullabaloo of native
drums, like a dirge, rose in swelling
crescendo upon the humid tropic air.
Wails rose from the score of natives
huddled dumbly about the drums.
Across the clearing, squatting de
jectedly by the bole of a palm, was
Pete Barker, Rand’s makeshift’right-
hand man. Rand spose to Pete and
then he saw the inert dusky form
on the ground.
Rand knelt beside the native, mak
ing a hasty examination which re
vealed that the brown-skinned man
was merely badly beaten.
“Who did this?” nand demanded
of his man.
Barker said hollowly, “Durand.”
“Durand!” Rand exclaimed. Then;
“Durand always was a rascal, but
why did he do this?”
“Nurim there stole a batch of
tobacco from Durand’s place,” Bark
ed said. He was a little man with
a pinched face and
eyes were watery
He was a weakling,
“Stole tobacco,”
arising. “Bah! That was merely a
way to take a below-the-belt punch
at me.”
“And Maya Jack Cannaghan, too,”
said Barker.
“Maya Jack, too?” Raid said, ‘Why
Maya Jack?”
“Thjis boy, Nurim, works tor Maya
Jack.”
“Where is Maya Jacs now?”
Barker shrugged his shoulders,
“Don’t know. Maybe over at
aud’s place. He
up.”
Rand swung
back toward the
Pete Barker shuffling after
bald head. His
blue, frightened
Rand knew.
Hand snapped,
Rand could see that she was slender
and long-limbed.
She had a fine bronzed skin and
none of the washed-vut look of many
white women in the tropics. She sat
up and looked questioningly at Rand
as he bounded up the steps.
“I want to see Mi’. Duraud,” Rand
announced.
“Mr. Duraud is having his siesta,”
said the girl, in low, husky tones.
“If you will wait—”
“I don't care to wait on Mr. 'Dur
aud,” Rand snapped, almost vicious
ly. "Will you tell him Rand Kirk
by is here. I’think he will want to
see me."
The girl arose, languorously, gave
Rand a long appraising glance, then
crossed the veranda to the door.
“Henri,” she called, softly.
There came a gruff answering
voice, then heavy sound of footsteps
that suggested a big man. A bulky
'figure filled the doorway.
“What is it, Sonya?” asked the
man. Then; “Oh, hello, Kirby. Did
you want to see me?”
“Yes,” said Rand, coldly. I want
to see you.’
Henri Duraud stepped out onto
the verandah. He was tall, as tall as
Rand, heavier, a broad man of 52
or 53. His face was florid, flabby.
His eyes, were black, beady, shrewd.
His mouth was thin and long, sug
gesting cruelty. His manner was
domineering, always.
“Well, what’s on your mind?” Dur
aud said. “Sit down. I’ll have the
drinks brought—”
“No", said Rand, “All I want is
an explanation.’
“An explanation?”
“Yes. I return from Lulanna and
find the huts of the natives in flames
and one of the natives beaten into
unconsciousness. Why?”
“I don’t need to explain that to
you”, said Duraud.
“You do, indeed. Those natives
work for me. That’s my business.
The boy your men beat up works for
Maya Jack Cannaghan. That’s -his
business; he should be here demand
ing an explanation, too.”
Duraud’s black eyes blazed
ly, but he stood calmly before
“Maya Jack Cannaghan was
"I told him what I
You and Maya Jack are
Maglaya. Through, un-
angri-
Rand.
here,”
intend
you figure? You’re not
was plenty
Dur-
worked
about and
beach. He
Kirby. Youre getting off
Or I will burn you out!”
you—” Rand took a step
Duraud's place!”
little man grabbed his arm,
to it. “You can’t go there!
the
He
he
the
It overlooked the
a boat landing.
started
heard
him.
“Where you going?” Barker ask
ed.
“To
The
clung
Duraud will shoot you down like a
dog!”
Rand looked at Pete in disgust.
He shook off the man’s grasp.
“You take care of Nurim. I’ll be
back—'Whole."
“■Better take a gun,” Pete called
after him.
Time nor a long trek along
shore did not cool Rands rage,
was in a white-hot temper as
glimpsed the big hacienda with
red-and-green tile roof. Duraud’s
•house was a mansion, lately built
It had terraced lawns, artistically
planted palms,
sea and boasted
There was a trim yacht anchored off
shore.
Rand strode unhesitantingly thro’
the gatewaj in the high -wall and
over the flagged stone walk that led
to the veranda of the hacienda. .Rand
looked about for a glimpse of Maya
Jack Cannaghan and Duraud. He saw
neither. There was, however, some
one on the veranda. A woman.
Rand had never seen Mrs. Duraud
yet he had heard gossip of the man’s
lovely young wife. He had not ex
pected her to be as strikingly beauti
ful as the woman he now saw as he
approached the veranda.
She was dark eyed and -had hair
that seemed almost blue-black. Her
face was a perfect oval, with fine yet
delightfully irregular feature. She
reclined in a low-backed chair, but
’io said,
telling you.
hrough on
derstand?”
“How do
going to burn me out!”
“Listen, Kirby I hold old Span
ish grants to Maglaya. These grants
have been in my family for several
generations. I came here a year ago
to find you and Maya Jack moved in.
All you’ve got is squatter’s rights,
and I refuse to consider them. You’re
through,
Maglaya.
“Why,
forward.
Duraud stepped back, calling out,
“Okay, boys!”
Two men, white men and Duraud’s
lieutenants came from the house.
They were armed with rifles.
Rand stood still, his hands work
ing.
Duraud said, “I’m giving you and
Maya Jack forty-eight hours to clear
out of Maglaya. That’s final. After
forty-eight hours my men will burn
your warehouse and wharf and Maya
Jack’s plantation.”
Rand gave Henri Duraur one long
look of disguest, then turned and
strode from -the veranda. As hie
crossed the lawn toward the gateway
he heard quick footsteps behind him.
“Mr. Kirby—” he heard a femi
nine voice call.
He halted, turned. He had
gotten Duraud’s wife. She came
stood before him, slim and dank
incredibly lovely.
“I’m sorry about the boy who
beaten.
do?
she asked.
Duraud shouted. “Sonya! Sonya,
. nine here—”
Rand looked down at Sonya Dur
aud, his face hard. “I think,” he said
oldly, “the boy would not care to
I.'.ive you do anything for him.” He
... ..led and walked away.
Maya Jack ■Cannaghan showed up
at Rnrid’s house at dusk that day
He w.ts a big man, Maya Jack, a very
handsome, blond, r:<
He exuded strength,
ha.s but covered by
--♦tire acquired during brief
lit Manilla and San Francisco.
He had been in the Pacific
f his thirty-two years. He and
-Prey were Lar from friends,
they respected each other.
Maya Jack dropped into a
and reached, for Rand’s
holding his pipe. ‘Well, Kirby,'
said flatly, “it looks as though
■plans for Maglaya are doomed.’
Rand nodded gloomily. “I
the opportunities Maglaya offered as
a trading centre,” he said. “Then you
came nosing in-—not that I minded
you a whole lot. I can handle you.
But this Duraud! He loses some oE
his millione in the States, then comes
out here seeing an easy way to re
for-
and
and
was
Is there anything I could
Have you medical supplies?”
oly-faced man,
primitive per-
.« veneering of
stays
coup his losses. He, never thought
of promoting Maglaya until 1 came
here.” v
' “We’re got forty-eight hours to
clear out,” Maya Jack said, smoking
vigorously. “That means the $li8,-
000 1 sank in the rubber here is lost.
your
Worry Saps the Nervous System
Worry over business or household
duties, sudden shock, the insane
quest for pleasure, the foolish at*
tempt to put a, week of normal life
into twenty-four hours, feverish over
activity, the demand for sensational
literature are all conductive to the
aggravation of wear and tear on the
nervous system.
If yon ate tired, listless, nervous,
worried and distressed yott will find
in Milburn’s Health and Nerve Pills
« a body building and nerve strength
ening tonic that will help to put you
On your feet again,
The T, Milburn Go., Lid., Toronto, Ont
most
Rand
but
chair
tobacco,
he
our
saw
And—and your thousands in
warehouse and wharf.”
“Sure,’ said Rand. “I am
financially. I'll have only
, schooner left. Well, that’s
where I started eight-—nine
ago.”
Maya Jack was lonk silent. Final
lie said, “What say we fight Duraud?
“Fight? How?”
Maya Jack was long silent. Final
smoke ceilingward, where a lizard
clung. “How?” he repeated. “There
is one way. Ann our natives.’
Rand looked his horror. “No!
Ihat would be slaughter, Duraud
has a dozen or more white men along
with his natives who hate our tribe.
He can arm his men with machine
guns and wipe us out in a day. It
won’t work.”
The rubber planter nodded, as if
he had known the futility of the
thing he suggested, After a long last,
he said. “There’s one way out for us.
That is to bargain with Duraud. Sell
out, I mean,”
Rand laughed without mirth. “No
man like Duraud could pay for the
potential worth of Maglaya—such as
I planned to build it. In ten yeairs,
Maya, I would have been worth mil
lions.”
“What do you propose doing?”
“Loading my schooner with as
much stuff as my schooner will hold.
“And then let the rest for Duraud?
“No,” said Rand, grimly. “I’ll
burn the warehouse rather than let
him have it.’
“You’re a fool, Kirby!” Maya Jack
said. “You’d better sell.”
There was logic in that, and only
madness in Rands plan. Rand saw
that. He considered that as he fill
ed .his pipe. Then Maya Jack's right
hand man came in.
Kelly Burk was a bit of human
flotsam, not worth much and that
was all Maya Jack paid him. He was
a short, paunchy man with a bulbous
red nose of the heavy drinker.
Kelly Burk said “Howdy.” And
Maya Jack said, “Hello, Bottles,’ and
grinned. But Kelly Burk hadn’t
been drinking that evening. He was
under the influence of another stim
ulant, that of a perverse curiosity
.hat made him pry into othei’ peoples
affairs. He looked at Rand's radio.
“Mind
“There’s
to every
“Hel-p
watched
and set himself at the
man put on the earphones and be
gan tuning in on the short-wave set
with which Rand communicated with
the other islands.
“Kelly tunes in on Duraud’s wave
length,” Maya Jack said, grinning.
“Why?” asked Rand.
“He listens to Sonya Duraud talk
ing to Philip. Burnell over on Lulan-
na.”
“What!” Duraud’s wife carrying
on an.—an affair with Burnell?”
Maya Jack looked at him
1 ly. Then; “Yes,” he said,
body knows that. Thought
Phil Burnell is quite the
man. Should be. He‘s handsome,
and making plenty of money out of
oil . . .”
“Quiet!” hissed Kelly Bury, press
ing the earphones to his ears. Then:
“Get a load of this! Sonya Duraur
asked Burnell to pick .her up at Bar
Point tonight at 9. She says she’s
leaving Maglaya—tor good!”
, Kelly Burk switched off the radio,
took off the earphones, chuckling to
himself. Maya Jack was strangely
quiet, his ruddy face thoughtful.
Hand smoked his -pipe without talk
ing, A heavy silence fell.
Suddenly Maya Jack said in a low
yet startling ’tones, “Are you two
thinking the same thing I’m think
ing?”
Rand looked at him questioningly.
Keddy Burk said, “Eh?”
Maya Jack’s steely blue eyes were
narrow,
tersely,
ya D
We ■
and bee
Rand looked at Maya
amaze inent. Kelly
founded.
“Kidnap Sonya
exploded.
“Sure,
suavely,
idea and
do it,”
sunk
the
about
years
if I tune in Kirby?” he said
something screwy I listen
evening at this time.”
yourself,’ Rand invited. He
Kelly Burk cross the room
radio. The
curlous-
“Every-
you did.
ladies’
“I was thinking,” he said,
that if we—kidnapped S‘oit-
"r d and held her for hostage
Id bring Duraud to terms—
p Maglaya for ourselves.”
Jack in
•Burk was dumb-
Duraud!” Rand
crazy, Maya!”
said the big
“You’re
I am
“Still it’s a darned
the only out for us.
CHA1WR II
man
good
Let’s
Maya
out the
went onto the grass rug
Kirby’s house did not seem to mat
ter. There was something of grim
finality in the man’s gesture, as if
when his mind reached a decision
it was decision enough for them.
Rand Kirby marveled at Maya
jack Cannaghan knocked
aches of his pipe. That they
in Rand
Jack's nerve. It was as brassy as
the big bell that summoned the na
tive workers from the rice fields to
dinner.
Rand had long suspected that Maya
Jack had no, conscience nor any
scruples. He knew it now for a
fact/' Only a man devoid of prin
ciples would suggest such a thing
as Maya Jack had voiced, even tho'
the man he planned to harm w
equally without principles.
“You can’t kidnap a man’s wife
even out here in these lonely Pacific
islands,” Rand said. “You’re
mad!”
“It’s not madness,” Maya
said. “It’s self-preservation,
know, dog eat dog.
Duraud he’ll get us.
And so Will you.
of us going to get a new start, times
being what they are?”
“But you'll be harming the wo
man more than Duraud,”
“I don’t care a hoot about the wo
man or about Duraud. All I want
is to keep my plantation here, I
have as much right here as Durand.
What if he has old Spanish land
grants;—”
“A court would probably uphold
them. Besides we can’t afford to
fight him in court.”
“That’s why I say we’ve got to
bargain with him. And the only way
to bargain "with such a man is to
gain the upper hand,”
“We won’t hurt the woman," Kelly
Burk said. “We’ll merely hold her
until Duraud comes across,”
“Sure,” said Maya Jack. “We’ll
send her home once Duraud signs the
land grants over to us.”
“I won't have anything to do with
it,” Rand said, “I haven’t anything
against Duraud’s wife. Even if I did
like your scheme, I’d not have any
hand in it.
yet be any
the islands,
has plenty
he’ll have navy boats out searching
the islands for us just as quick as
■he can radio Guam and Manila.”
“Kirby,” said Maya Jack. “I .know
the islands better than all the men
in Uncle Sain's navy, better than any
man alive. If I wanted .to hide my
self and a woman nobody would ever
find me.”
(To he continued)
Jack
You
If we don’t get
I’ll be broke.
Where is either
Henri Duraud may not
great shakes out here in
but back in the States he
of influence. Why, man,
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Temperance Act
-The Reason for its Revival
Provisions
option, which had become a part of
the Municipal Act, but had somehow
been dropped, were in the early nine
ties revived and incorporated into
the Liquor License Act of Ontario.
They provided for prohibition of re
tail sale in taverns and shops in vil
lages, towns, cities and townships.
Being part of the License Act, there
was no question as to responsibility
for enforcement. The law which be
came operative on a simple majority
was popular and was widely utilized
in Ontario.
Sir James Whitney, whose enforce
ment of the law was particularly
vigorous, early in his regime intro
duced the requirement of a sixty
per cent, majority vote which great
ly retarded the progress of the local
option movement.
In the years 1914 and 1915, sev
eral counties in Ontario, having car
ried restriction of sale by municipal
local option as far as seemed pos
sible with the sixty per cent, handi
cap, found the persistant sale in
municipalities remaining under lic
ense a nuisance and such a menace
to the success of the local option
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perance Act Up till the time of the
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REPORT EXCELLENT CROPS
crops were harvested
of Huron County
Aged, at Clinton, this
the beans remain iin-
County Council com-
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institution, which has
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mittee, paying
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life he spent in London. Surviving
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An eminent scientist has recently
said that the universe never began
and never will end. Well, It’s nice
to have the word of an eye witness
—and we’ll have to let it go at that
because we can't think of anything
W-e could do about it anyway",
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