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Home My WebLink AboutThe Wingham Times, 1912-03-07, Page 7THE W1.NGI1AN TIES, MARCH 7, 1912 By LOUIS TRACY Copyright. 1903, by Edweitt J. Clods many dramatic incidents that, they railed to assume due proportion. But quickly there came memories of Captain Ross, of Sir John and Lady, Tozer, of the doctor, her maid, the hundred and one individualities of her pleasant life aboard ship. Could it be that they were all dead? The notion was monstrous. But its ghastly siguif- icanco was instantly borne in upon her by the plight in which she stood, Her /lips quivered; the tears trembled in her ,eyes, "Is it really true that all the ship's (,company except ourselves are lost?" she brokenly demanded. The sailor's gravely earnest glance fell before hers, "Unhappily there is rano room for doubt," he said. "Are you quite, quite sure?" "I am sure—of some." Involuntarily he turued seaward. She understood him. She sank to her knees, covered her face with her hands and broke into a passion of weeping. With a look of infinite pity he stooped and would have touched her shoulder, but he suddenly restrained the im- pulse. Something had hardened this -ratan. It cost him an effort to be cal- lous, but ne succeeded. His mouth lightened, and his expression lost its :tenderness. "Come, come, my dear lady," he ex- claimed, and there was a tinge of stud- ied roughness in his voice, "you must calm yourself. It is the fortune of shipwreck as well as of war, you num. We are allye and must look after ourselves. Those who have gone are beyond our help." "But not beyond our sympathy," wailed Iris, uncovering her swimming .eyes for a fleeting look at him. Even in the utter desolation of the moment ,she could not help marveling that this .queer manneredmanneredsailor A like spoke ik s a gentleman and tried to pose as her inferior, who had rescued her with the i ,.utmost gallantry, who carried his uis- A g Y, q .]otic zeal to the point of first supplying her needs when he was in far worse .case himself, should be so utterly in- --different to the fate of others. He waited silently until her soba -ceased. "Now, madam," he said, "it is essen- tiai that we should obtain some food. I don't wish to leave you alone until we are better acquainted with our whereabouts. Can you walk • a little way toward the trees, or shall I assist you?" Iris immediately stood up. She press- ed ler hair back defiantly. "Certainly I can walk," she answer- ed. "'What do you propose to do?" "Well, madam"— "What is your name?" she interrupt- ed imperiously. "Jenks, madam. Robert Jenks." "Thank you. Now listen, Mr., Robert Jenks. My naute is Miss Iris Deane. On board ship I was a passenger and you were a steward—that is, until you became a seaman, Here we are equals • in misfortune, but in all else you are the leader. I am quite useless. I can only help in matters by your direction, , ' Plodditzg together through the :sand. .10 I do not wish to be addressed as 'madam' in every breath. Do you un- derstand me?" "As you wish, Miss Deane," he said. "The fact remains that I hate many things to attend to, and we realty must eat sotnething." "What can we eat?" "Let us find out,!' he replied scan• !deg the nearest trees with keen ecru. tiny. They plodded together through the sand in silence. Physically they Were a superb couple, but in rgidient`the, c resembled scnreer'otvs. both, of aurae, Were bareheaded. The sailor's jersey :, and tromsers were old and torn, and the tea water still soughed loudly fa "Isis heavy bents With each Step. 1 But Iris wee in a deplorable plight ger heirfell in It great ware of gold*. en brown strands over her neck and shoulders. Every hairpin had vanish, ed, but with a few dexterous twists she coiled the flying tresses into a loose knot, Her beautiful muslin dress was rent auil draggled. It was drying rapidly under the ever increasing pow- er of the sun, and she surreptitiously endeavored to complete the fastening of the open portion about her neck, Suddenly he gave a glad shout. "By Jove, Miss Deane, we are in luck's way: There is a fine plantain tree." The pangs of hunger could not be re- sisted. Although the fruit was hardly ripe, they tore at the great bunches and ate ravenously. Iris made no pre- tense in the Matter, and the sailor was in worse plight, for he had been on duty continuously since 4 o'clock the "previous afternoon. At last their appetite was somewhat appeased, though plantalus might not appeal to a gourmand as the solitary joint. "Now," decided Jenks, "you must rest here a little while, Miss Deane. I'm going back to the bench. You need not be afraid. There are no animals to harm you, and I will not be far away." "What are you going to do on the beach?" she demanded. "To rescue stores, for the most part." "May I not come with you. I can be of some little service surely?" He answered slowly: "Please oblige me by remaining here at present. In less than an hour I will return, and then perhaps you will find plenty to do." She read his meaning intuitively and shivered. "I could not do that," she murmured. "I would faint. While you are away I will pray for them, my un- fortunate friends." As he passed from her side he heard her sobbing quietly. When he reached the lagoon he halt- ed suddenly. Something startled hire, He was quite certain that he had counted fourteen corpses. Now there were only twelve. The two Lascars' bodies which rested on the small group of rocks on the verge of the lagoon had vanished. Where had they gone? CHAPTER III. I1E sailor wasted no time in idle bewilderment. 110 searched carefully for traces of the miss- ing La cars. I.e dune to the conclusion that the bodies had been dragged from.off the sun dried rocks into the lagoon by some agency the na- ture of which he could not even con- jecture... They were lying many feet above the sea level when he last saw them, lit- tle more than half an :tour earlier. At that point the beach shelved rapidly. He could look far into the depths of• the rapidly clearing water. Nothing was visible there save several varie- ties of small fish. The incident puzzled and annoyed him. Still thinking about It, he sat down on the •highest rock and pulled off his heavy boots to empty the wa- ter out. He also divested himself of his stockings and spread them out to dry. The action reminded him of Miss Deane's necessities. He hurried to a point whence he could call out to her and recommend her to dry some of her clothing during his absence. He retired even more quickly, fearing lest he, should. be seen, Iris bad already SEVERE COLD DEVELOPED INTO PNEUMONIA DOCTOR SAiD HE WOULD NOT LIVE. Next to consumption there are more deaths from pneumonia than from any other lung trouble. There Is only one way to prevent pneumonia, and that is to cure the cold just as soon as it appears. Dr. Wood's Norway Pine Syrup will do this quickly and effectively. Mr. Hugh McLeod, Esterhazy, Saber., writes t—"My little boy took a very severe cold, and it developed into pneumonia. 'Phe doctor said he would not live. I got some of your Dr. Wood's Norway Pine Syrup and he began to improve right 'sway. He is now it strong, healthy child, and shows no signs of it coming back." Do not be talked into buying tidy oth Norway Pith Syrup, but itisist en getting the original "Dr. Wood's." It is put up g g in a '.yellow wrapper; three pine trees the Evade mark; price, 25 cents. Manufactured only by The T, Milburn Co., Unused, Toronto, Ont. disp4170d to the sunlight a large per. tion of her costume.. Without further delay he Set about. a disagreeable but necessary task, i+'rotq the pockets of the asst oMcer and doctor be secured two revolvers and, a supply of cartridges, evidently intended.. to nettle any dispute which. Might have arisen between the ship', offices and the native members of the. crew. Fie hoped the cartridges were uninjured, but be could toot test them at tl,e moment for fear of alarming Miss Deane. Both officers carried pocketbooks and pencils. In one of these, containing dry leaves, the sailor made a careful inventory of the money and other val- uable effects he found upon the dead, besides noting names and document! where possible. Curiously enough, the capitalist of this island morgue was a Lascar, who in a belt around his waist hoarded more than a 'hundred pounde. in gold. The sailor tied in a handker: chief all the money be collected and ranged pocketbooks, letters and jew- elry in separate little heaps. Then he stripped the men of their boots and outer clothing. He could not tell how long the girl and he might be detained on the island before help came, and fresh garments were essential. It Would be foolish sentimentality to trust to stores thrown ashore from the ship. Nevert ter. ss when it became neces• nary to search and disrobe the women he almost broke down. For an instant he softened. Gulping back his erno• tions with a savage imprecation, he doggedly persevered. At last be pause ed to consider what should be done with the bodies. His first intent was to scoop a large hole in the sand with a piece of timber, but when he took intc consideration the magnitude of the la- bor involved; requiring many hours o1 hard work and a waste of precious time which might be of infinite value to his helpless companion and himself, he was forced to abandon the project It was not only impracticable, but Ilan• gerous. Again he had to set his teeth with grim resolution. One by one the bode les were shot into the lagoon from the little quay of rock, He knew they would not be seen again. He arose and shook himself like s dog. There was much to be done. HE gathered the clothes and other articles into a heap and placed portions of shat t red packing cases near to mislead Isis. While thus engaged he kicked up out of the send a rusty creese, or Malay sword. The presence of this imp element startled him. He examined it slowly and thrust it out of sight. Then he went back to her, after don- ning his stockings and boots, now thor- oughly dry. "Are you -reedy now, Miss Deane?" he sang out cheerily. •' "Ready? I have been waiting for you." Jenks chuckled quietly. "I must guard my tongue. It betrays me," he said to himself. Iris joined him. By some mysterious means she had effected great improve- ment in her appearance. Yet there were manifest gaps. "If only 1 had a needle and thread"— she began. "If that is all," said the sailor, fum- bling in his pockets. He produced a shabby little husslf containing a thim- ble, scissors, needles and some skeins of unbleached thread. Case and con- tents were sodden or rusted with salt water, but the girl fastened upon this treasure with a sigh of deep content. "Now, please," she cried, "I want a telegraph office and a ship." When they reached the sands she caught sight of the pile of clothes and the broken woodwork, with the small heaps of valuables methodically ar- ranged. The harmless subterfuge did not deceive her. She darted a quick look of gratitude at her companion. How thoughtful he was! After a fear- ful glance around alto was reassured, though she wondered what had become of—them. "I see you have been busy" she said, nodding toward the clothes and boots. "Yes," he replied simply. "Lucky find, wasn't it?" "Most fortunate. When they are quite dry .I will replenish my wardrobe. What is the first thing to be done?" "Well, Miss-Deane,'I think our pro- gramme is, in the first place, to ex- amine the articles thrown ashore and see if any of the cases contain food. Secondly, we should haul high and dry everything that may be of use to us, lest the weather should bieak again and the next tide sweep away the spoil. Thirdly, the should eat and rest, and, finally, we must explore the island be- fore the light fails. I am convinced we are alone hese. It is a small place at the best, and if any Chinamen were ashore they would have put in an ap- pearance long since." "Do you think, then, that we may re- main here long?" "It is impossible to form an opinion on that point. Help may come in a 'day. On the other hand"— "Yes?" "It is a wise thing, Miss. Deane, to prepare for other Contingencies." "Do you meati," she said 'slowly, "that we may be imprisoned here for weeks, 'perhaps months?" "If yeti east .your mind back a ew hours you will perhaps admit that we are very fortunate to be here at all." She whisked round upon him. "Do not fence with my question, Mr. Jenks. Answer mel He bowed. ''There Inas a perceptible return of hid stubborn eynlclsm whets he spoke. "The facts are obvious, Miss Deane. The toss of the Sistine will not .be definitely known 'for many days. It wilt be assumed that She hag broken down, The agents in "Singapore will await cabled tidings of her where - Abbas. She might have drifted any- where inthat typhoon, 'tlltimately •• • k.•••••, - they will send out a vessel to search, impelled to that course a little earlier by your father's anxiety. X'ardon ane. I did not intend to pain you, I gin speaking my Minsk" '`Ga on,'said Iris bravely. "The relief ship mut search the en- tire China Sea, TLC _gale might have. (riven a disabled steamer north, south, east or west, A. typhoon travels in a whirling spiral! you see, and the direc- tion of a ,drifting ship depends wholly upon the locality whore site sustained damage. The coasts or. China, Java, Borneo and the Philippines are not equip:': •1 with lighthouses on every headland and cordoned with telegraph wires. There are river pirates and say- age races to be reckoued wait, Castiug aside all other possibilities anci assum- ing that a prompt search is made to the smith of our course, this part of the ocean is full of reefs and small islands, some inhabited permaneutly, others visited occasionally by fishermen." IIe was about to add something, but check- ed himself, "To sum up," he continued hurriedly. "we may have to remain here for many days, even months, There is always lai chance of speedy help. We must act,: however, on the basis of detention for' an indefinite period. I am discussing, appearances es they are. ,A survey of, the island may change all these views," "In what way?" He turned and pointed to the sum mit of the tree covered hill behind teem. "From that point," he said, "we may see other and larger islands. If so, they will certainly be inhabited, I am surprised this one is not." He ended abruptly.' They were los- ing time. Before Iris could join him he- was already hauling a large un. damaged case out of the water. He laughed unmirthfully. "Cham- pagne!" he said. "A good brand toot" This man was certainly an, enigma. Iris wrinkled her pretty forehead in the effort to place him in a fitting Cate• gory. His words and accent were those of an educated gentleman, yet, his actions and manners were studious- ly uncouth when he thought she was observing him, The veneer of rough - nese puzzled her. That he was nah urally of refined temperament she knew' Otte „well, not alone by percep- tion, but by the plain evidence of his earlier dealings with her. To the best of her ability she silently helped in the work of salvage. They made an ueer collection. A case of champagne and another of brandy, a box of books, a pair of night •glasses, a compass, several boxes of ship's bits :nits coated with salt,saved but b t by their hardness, having been immersed but a few seconds; two large cases of aunts in equally good condition, some auge dish covers, a bit of twisted iron- work and a great quantity of cordage and timber. There was one very heavy package, which their united strength could not lift. The sailor searched around until he found an iron bar that could be wrenched from its socket. With this he pried open the strong outer cover Ind revealed the contents—regulation boxes of ammunition, each containing WO rounds. "Alt!" he cried. "Now we want some rifles." "What good would they be?" inquir- ed Iris. ' He softly denounced himself as a Fool, but he answered at once: "To shoot birds, of course, Miss Deane. 'There are plenty here, and many of them are edible." They worked in silence for another hour. The sun was nearing the zenith. They were distressed with the increas- ing heat of the day. Jenks secured a ham and some biscuits, some pieces of thrifty; ood and the binoculars and invit- ed Miss Deane to accompany hint to the grove. Sl:e obeyed without a word, though she wondered how be proposed to light a lire. To contribute some- thing toward the ,expected feast she picked up a dish cover and a bottle of champagne. The sailor eyed the concluding item With disfavor. "Not while the sun is up," be said. "In the evening, yes," "It was for you," explained Iris cold- ly, "I do not drink wine." "You must break the pledge while you are here, Mlss Deane. it is often Tire bodies were shot into the lagoon. very Cold at night itt thin latitude. A. ehill would mean fever end perhaps death." She covertly watched his prepara- tions, Ha tore a dry leaf front a note - bolt Atka broke the ballet kilt of 4 • cartridge, damping the powder with. water ;from a pitcher plant, Smearing the composition on the paper, he placed it in the sun, where it dried at onee. He gathered n small bundle of with - end spines from the palms and arrang- ed the driftwood or; top, choosing a place for his bonfire just within the slulde, Then inserting the touch pa- Per among tbe spines he unscrewed one of the leases of the binoeulars, converted it into a burning glass and had a line blaze roaring merrily in a few minutes. With the aid of pointed sticks he grilled some slices of ham, cut with his clasp knife, which he first carefully cleaned in the earth. The Disc -nits were of the variety tbat be- come soft when toasted, and so he bat- a•uced n few by stones near the fire.. Iris forgot her annoyance in her in- terest. A most appetizing smell filled the air. They wore having a picnic amidst delightful surroundings. Yes- tcrdny at this time— She almost yielded to a rush of sentiment, but forced it back with instant determination. Tears were a poor resource, unmindful of God's goodness to herself and her com- I•:inion. Without the sailor, what would have become of her, even were she thrown ashore while still living? She knew nones f the expedients winch o e p seethed to be at his command. "Can 1 do nothing to help?", she ex- cl::linea. So contrite was her tone that Joni:s was astonished, "Yes," he said, pointing to the dish cover. "If you polish the top of that willl your sleeve it will serve as a plate. Luncheon is ready." Ile neatly dished up two slices of Iain on a eouple of biscuits and hand - cd theta to her with the clasp knife. "I can depend on my fingers," he ex- plained. "I t will not he the first time." "Have you led an adventurous Life?" she asked, by way of polite conversa- tion. he growled. "I only thought so because you ap- pear to lniow all sorts of dodges for prolonging e:.isteuee—things 1 never heard of. "Broiled ham—and biscuits—for In- stant e?" n- stame?" At another tin:e Iris would 'have snapped at nim for the retort. Still humbly regretful for her previous at- t:trete, sale answered meekly: "Yes, in this manner or cooking them, I men. But there are other items— irelhocls of lighting fires. finding water, knowing want fruits and ot::er articles m y be found on n desert iahurd, such i)lentnin a and cocoanuts and certain sorts of birds;" When thz meal w es e•t/'od Jenks soraug lightly to itis 1�c1. leed and food had restored his faculties. The gel thought dreamily, as he stood there in his rough attire, that she had never seen a finer man. Ile was tall, sinewy and well formed. In repose his face was pleasant, if masterful. Its somewhat sullen, self contained ex- pression was occasional and acquired. She wondered how he could be so ener- getic. Personally she was consumed tvitlt sleepiness. IIe produced a revolver. "Do you mind if I fire a shot to test these cartridges?" he inquired. "The powder is all right, but the fulminate in the caps may be damaged." She agreed promptly. He pointed the weapon nt a cluster of cocoanuts, and there was a load report. Two nuts fell to the .ground, and the air was fill- ed with shrill screams and the flapping of innumerable wings. Iris was mo- mentarily dismayed, but her senses confirmed the sailor's explanation — "Sca birds." "Can you use a revolver?" he asked. "My father taught Inc. IIe thinks every woman should know how to de- fend herself if need be." "Excellent. Well, Miss Deane, you must try to sleep for a couple of hours. I pu:•pose examining the coast -for some distance on each side, Should you went the, a shot will be the best sort of signal." "I tun very tired," she admitted. "But you?" "Oh, I am all right! I feel restless— that is, I mean I will not be able to sleep until night collies, and before we climb the hill to survey our domain I want to find better quarters than we now possess." Perhaps were she less fatigued she would have caught the vague anxiety, the note of distrust, in his voice. But the carpet of sand and leaves on which see my was very seductive. Her eyes closed. She nestled into a comforta- ble position and slept. The man moved the revolver out of harm's way to n spot where she must see it instantly. pulled his sou'wester well over his 'eyes and walked off quietly, They were flung ashore on the north- west side of the island. Except for the cove formed by the coral reef, with its mysterious palm tree growing ap- parently In the midst of the waves, the shape of the coast was roughly that of the concave side of it bow, the two visible extremities being about three- gtrarters of a mile apart. 1i0 guessed by the way in which the sea raced past these points that the land did not extend beyond them. Be- hind him it rose steoply to a cousldera. ble height, 150 of 200 feet, In the cen- ter was the tallest hill, which seemed to end abruptly toward the southwest. On the northeast side it was connect- ed with n rocky promontory by a ridge Of easy grade. The sailor turned to the southwest as offering the most likely dhtection for rapid Survey. Ire was not surprised to find that the hill terminated hi a sheer wall of rock, which stood out, obi -Mous and massive, frons the wealth of verdure clothing ,the remainder of the ridge. h arcing the precipice and separated from it by a strip of ground :not twen- ty feet above the tea level in the high, est part was another rock built Mei- nonce 'quite bare oe trete, blackened by the weather and scarred in a manner that attested the attacks of lightning, (Tip be aotittntlad.) t nseDu tl1111111111 IIIl0111111111111111111111011111111111OZIInIp ezinstzt = == 1 jri----Tom, 1 n i ri i i rgmiunmmupmmnnu,i .nm+ ;t1iVegetab]ePreparationtorAs- Mutilating ttltf`oodandlteguta.- lig the 5tomaehs and Bowels of Promolvs'D1 estion,Cheerful- 'nessandlestt..Contains neither p_plurn;Morphine um lifinera.1. NOT NARCOTIC. Dxfj g cf etel lJ rSAh7l/l. 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I hear the down-and-outers' hymn, a weird and sad refrain; they come to me to pull my limb. and do not come in vain. one come with large hang -over jags and eyes that show despair; and while I've roubles in my rags, the "ou_ts" will have a share. I do not care what use they make of kopecks I dispense; let them go in for pie or cake or jugs of old stone fene. I hate the tan who ca=inot give unless be jaws a few, instructing "outera" how to live the life that's grand and true. The down-and-outers throng the ways, and yearn for half a bone, and some have struck on evil days through no fault of their own; and some who plod the weary track were born and reared in sin; and some there because they lack things that make men win. And while the worlds through space careen, through all the coming years, the down-and-out- ers will be seen in this old val of tears; they are a part of the parade, they figure in the game; so give tbe down- and-outers aid, and then forget the same. -Walt Mason. 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The Shamrock spreads three leaves in one, and each is like heart And one is for the Sisters Three, and one for lrela;nd's part, And one is for the Empire the Sisters Four did raise, And they shall pull together, boys, through all the corning days: For the folk who speak the Erglish speech where'er the sun may shine, From Limerick to Adelaide, are falling line! Many sufferers from rheumatism have been surprised and delighted with the prompt relief afforded by applying Chamberlain's Liniment. Not one case of rheumatism in ten requires an in- ternal treatment whatever. This lini- ment is for sale by all dealers. Aerial propellers driven by gasoline engines are being tried in Frane.e as means of propulsion for canal boats. Children Cry FOR FLETCHER'S CABT0 R A Russia's Parquetry Floors. Most flooring put down in Russia is parquetry. and it is generally oak. Even in the unpretentious houses and ant buildings this parquetry is to be found. In some cases, of course, the finish is not so tine as be others. and in ordinary buildings the designs are not so elaborate. One of the most noticeable features of a Russian house is that rugs and Carpet's are used for wall decorations Instead of floor eov- crings. - Floor polishing by profession- ilis• who come regret,rly Olive every week or ten days, is considered a !'tart of the regular routine of running a house.—Detroit Free Press. Churchyard Yew Trees. One reason given !why very Md yew trees are so often found in country ehnrchyerds is that originally these trees Were planted to supply the pees - :Mt :4 e s - ant:: With wood for their butes. for in iuwlees times it VMS soon discovered that the only place where trees would be side front nightly met'inders writs the churchyard, where the most hard. !rated thief dared not venture between darkness and dawn.—London atall. A Philosopher. "My! 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