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The Seaforth Creamery <".-rC-•.�C+^...: til Picces Being the Authentic Ne;r.,tive of a Treasure Discovered in the Bei:area Iolanda in the Year Peee—Now First Given to the Public. 11Y ?r.Clittn0 LECALLIilin CHAPTER iV. In Which the "King" Dreams a Dream —and Tells Us About It The afternoon, under the spell of its various magic, had been passing all too swiftly, and at length 1 grew reluctant- ly aware that it was time for me to go. King Alcinous raised his hand with a gesture that could not well he dented. That led me --bis invitation being ac- cepted without further parley—to mention the ideu 1 1 cd conceived as 1 came along, of exploring those curious old twined buildings. "Tomorrow," he announced, "tomor- row we sball begin—there Is not a mo- ment to lose. We will send Samson with a message to your captaln—there la no need for you to go yourself; time Is too precious—and In n week, who knows but that Monte Cristo shall nem like a pauper and a penny gait in comparison with the fnnta.tes of ear fearful wealth. So, for that evening, all was laugh- ingly decided. In a week's time, it was agreed, we should have ditReulty In recognizing each other. We should be so disguised in cloth of gold, and so blinding to look upon with rings and ropes of pearls. When we met at breakfast nest morning, glad to see one another again as few people are at breakfast, it was evident that, as far as the "Ming" was concerned, our dream had lost nothing in the night watches. On the contrary, Its wings had grown to an amazing span and Iridescence. Calypso, It transpired, had certain household mutters --of which the "king" of course was ever divinely ob- ltvlous—that would take her ou en errand lute) the town. Those disposed of, we two eternul children were at liberty to be as foolish as we pleased. The "king" bowed his uncrowned head, as kings, from time immemorial have bowed their diadems before the quiet command o1' the rlatnestletttes; • and It was arran:%'A that 1 slimed be Calypso's escort ort her errand. 4,So we set forth in tate frexhuess 01 the morning', and rhe woods that had been so black and bewildering at my coming opened • hefore us : .0 envy paths, and all 1lrnt troptertl nquulnr that'ltnd been fold with sweat Had In- sects seemed strnn.!•ly vowed 10 nn', so dart 1 could hardly believe rho 1 had trodden that way before. alms fur our comp:u+ien all tile ray Alert; ---or, at least fur toy otle'r o, t l atitet— ,. ee Letterheads Envelopes Billheads And all kinds of Business Stationery printed at Tho Post Publishing House. We will do a job that will do credit to your business. Look over your stock of Office Stationery and if it requires replenishing call us by telephone 81, The post Publishing Nouse the Wormer or me worm, Inc neaten. t fel strangeness of living, and that mar- s vel of a nine's days upon the earth which lies in not knowing what a day shall bring forth, If only we have n little patience with Time—Time, with those geld keys at his girdle. ready. at any turn of the ways, to unlock the ]ridden treasure that is to be the rnean- Iag of our lives. Row should I try to express what It was to walk by her side, knowiug all that we both knew?—knowing, or gid- dily believing that I knew, how her heart, with every breath sho took, vi- brated like a living flower, with waves of color, changing from moment to moment litre a happy, trembling' /hewn. To know—yet nut to say ! Yes ! we were bath at that divine moment which hangs like a dewdrop in the morning sun—alt all lou randy to fall. Oh! She Drew Up From Her Bosom a Little Bag That Hung by a Sliver Chain, and, Opening It, Drew Out, With a Laugh—a Golden Doubloon. keep it poised, in that miraculous bal. ance, 'twtxt time and eternity—for this crystal made of light and dew is the meaning of the Ofe of man and woman upon the earth. As we came to the borders of the wood near the edge of the little town n r, called a counsel of two. As the out- come of it we concluded that, having in mind the "king's" ambitious plans for our etoth-of-gold future, and for ether obvious reasons, it was better that she went Into the town tllnne--- 1 to awalt tier In the shadow of the tntthoettey tree. As she turned to ?ogee me she drew up from her bosom a little bng that hang by a sliver chain, avid opening it drew net, with a laugh—a golden doubloon! 1 sprang toward her; but she was ton gnlelr for 'me, and langhingly van- ished through an opening in the trees. Y \vmut not to kiss her that day. Ctllypsn was so long corning Intel: tent 1 began to grow anxious—was. lie deed, on the point of grin: drown Into the town 111 :were!) of her, when tee, 't ittler:1v 'appeared, re titer out '0' !tweet) and evidently n little exc'l1,*1- • lhnugh. to fart, site had been run - Hew tiwny from something. She eetteht me by the arm w;th a 1,1''L:. "Do you want to see your fr'o'nd foiens?" she wild. "'r'ohins'1 lmpnseible 1" "('nine here," 111(1 she led lyre a yard or two boric the waw elle led (route, tend then Ioolterl tin,ntgh the trent. "(Ione:" s1n' eel d, „hut he wee there 1111:11110 or two egte—or ittleast some - TAW 1bat is his photograph—and of p,"!foe he's OOOer" vat, hitldr±u hr the bruin, puri probably gut his t'it's no nl! rhr time. leld you see that uerell-veer ultple trod MONT1' "Ills reveille 'tree," I laughed. "hardly strong enough to hung ltim CS, Omagh." And 1 renUzer) that she was King Alcinous' daughter. We rrouehed lower for a moment or two hut the seven-year tipple tree dld'rll move agate, end we agreed that there was no rise In waiting for Tohlae to show hls hand. l BRUSSELS POST "Rut what made you think ft was Tablas?" 1 sake ( d, anti haw did it all happen?" nit could hardly fall to t ecognlee him from your flattering descrtption," site answered, "and .Indeed it all happened rntber 1JIte' another, experience of aline. 1 boa gone Into Sweeney's store—you remember?• -and was just paying my bill." "In the usual coinage?'" I ventured, She gave me a long, whltoelcal smile --once more her fnther't daugh- ter. "'flint, I'm afraid, was the trouble," she answered; "for as I lath .utymoney down on the counter I suddenly no- ticed that there was a person at the back of the store," "A persona" I interrupted. "Tell Suppose we say 'a peek - marked person;' wasit you?" "What a memory you have for de- tails," I parried; "anddiens" "Weill I. took my °lunge and man- aged to whisper a word to Sweeney -1 a good friend, remember—and came out. I took a short cut back, but the 'person' that had stood to the back of •the store seemed to know the way almost better than I—so well that he got ahead of me. Fie was walking qui- etly this way and so slowly that I had at last to overtake him. $e said noth- ing, just watched ,.te as If Interested in the way I • was going—but, I'm ashamed to say, he rather frightened mei And here I am." "Well, then," I sold, "let's hurry home and talk It over with the 'king.'" The "king," as I had realized, was a practical "romantic" and at once took the matter seriously, leaving— as might have surprised some of those wbo had only heard him talk—his con- versational fantasies on the theme to come later. Calypso, however, had the first word. "I always told you, dad," she said— and the word "dad" on the lips of that statuesque girl—wbo always seemed ready to take that inspired frame- work of rags and bones and talking music into ber protecting arms— seemed quite the quaintest of para- doxes—"I always told you, dad, what would beppen, withf our r9 y Al tales of the doubloons." "Quite true, my dear," he answered, "but isn't a fairy tale worth paying for?—worth a little trouble? And re- member, if you will allow me, two things about fairy tales: there must always be some evil fairy in them, some dragcn or such like; and there Is always --a happy ending, Now the dragon enters at last—in the form of Tobias; and we should be happy on that very account. It shows that the race of dragons is not, as I feared, ex- tinct, And as for the happy ending, we will arrange it, after lunch—for which, by the way, you are somewhat Is te." After lunch the "king" resumed, but in a brief and entirely practical vein: "We are about to be besieged" he said. "The woods, probably, are al- ready thick with spies. For the mo- ment we must suspend operations on our Golconda"—his name for the ru- ins that we were to excavate—"and, as our present purpose—yours no less than ours, friend Ulysses --is to confuse Tobias, my suggestion is this: that you walk with me a mile or two to the nor'ard. There is an entertaining mangrove swamp I should like to ahow you, and also you can give me your opinion of en Idea of mine that you will understand all the better when I have taken you over the ground." So we walked beyond the pines, down onto a long, Interminable fat land of marl marshes and mangrove trees—so like that In which Charlie Webster had shot the snake and the wild duck -that only Cbarlie could have seen any difference, "Now," said the "king," "do yon see a sort of river there, overgrown with mangroves and palmettos?' "Yes," I answered, "almost— though lt'e so choked up it's almost Impossible to say." "Well," said the "king," "that's the Idea; you haven't forgotten those old ruins we are going to explore. You remember how choked up they are. Well, tie,( was the covered waterway, the secret creek, by which the pi- rates-31nhn Teach, or whoever it was; perhaps John P. Tobias himself— used to land their loot. It's so over- grown nowadays that On one can tied the entrance bet myself and a friend er two; do you undeeetand?" We wnlitrd a little teuther, and then at length came to the bunk of the creels the "king" had indlcated, This we followed for half it mile or so, till we heart) (he murmur of the sett, "1\'e needn't go any farther," sold the "Ring." "It's the sante 1111 the way along to the mouth—all over- tcruw•n us you see, all the way, rlgin gut to the 'white water' its they t'utl it --which Is four mites of r01ttl aan(1 that is seldom deeper 1 hen two fent- eine, and whish n nof'enstor Is lluble 10 blow dry for n went on end. Naturally WA n hard pine•r. 10 find, and 11 hard place to got 0111—and only two or three pertiots besides Sweeney—all of them our friends—know the way in, Tobias may know of It; but to know It Is one thing, to find 1t la another miter. I could hardly he stere of It mysolf-if I were standing in from the sea, whit nothing but the long palmetto -fringed coast Lino to go by, "Now you 800 it? I brought you Imre, because words*" "Even youre, dear 'king,'I laughed. '"—could not explain whet I suggest for us to de. You are interested In Tobias. Tobias Is interested In you, 1 am interested In you both. And Ca• lypso and I hove a treasure to guard,' "I have still a treasure to seek," 1 sold, half to myself. "Now, to be nrectieal, We ren *+.410•44+014+40.1944+ 10 . WANTED t Highest market price 4, paid for your Feathers 1 M. Yollick ' same that Tobias is on the wateli, I don't mean that he's around here just now, for before we lett T spoke to Samson and Erebus and they will prtsa the word to four men blacker than themselves; therefore we can aaaa1ne thnt this square mile or so la for the moment 'to ourselves,' But beyond our fence you may rely that Tobias and his myrmidons --is that the wordy' he asked with a concession to his net - Ural foolishness—"are there. "So," he went on, "I want you,to go down to your boat tomorrow morn- ing to say goodby to the commandant, the parson and the postmaster; to haul up your sail and head for Nassau. Call in on Sweeney on the way, buy an extra box of cartridges, and say 'Dieu et mon Droit'—It Is our password; he will understand, but, if be shouldn't, explain in your own way that you come from me, and that we rely upon him to look out for our interest. Tien bead straight for Nassau; but, about eight o'clock, or anywhere around twilight. turn about and head -well, we'll map it out on the chart at home—anywhere up to eight miles along the cust till you come to a light low down right on the edge of the water. As soon as you see it drop anchor; then wait til morning—the very beginning of dawn. AS so00 as you can see land look out for Sam- son—wtthln a hundred, yards of you— all the land will look alike to you. Only make the captain straight 1 head sial ht for Samson, and ,rust ❑s yon think you are going to run ashore— Well, you will seer CHAPTER V. Old Friends. Next morning T did ns the "king" had told me to da. The whole pro- gram was carried out just as he had planned it. 1 made my goodbys in the settlement, as we had arranged, not forgetting to say "Dieu et neon Droit" to Sweeney, and watching with some humorous intent how he would take it. He took It quietly, as a man in a signal box takes a signal, with about as much emotion and with just the same necessary seriousness. "Tell the boss," he said --of course he meant the "king"—"that we are looking after him. Nothing'll slip through here, if we can help It Good luck!" So I went down to the boat—to old Tom once more, and the rest of our little crew, wbo had long since ex- hausted the attractions of their life ashore and were glad, AB I was, to "B'ist Up the John B. Sail." Down In my cabin I looked over some mail that had been waiting for me at the post office, Amongst It was a crisp, characteristic word from Charlie Webster—for whom the gun will ever be mightier than the pen: "Tobias escaped just beard he is on your island—watch out. Will fol- low in a day or two." I came out on deck about sunset. We were running along with all our sails drawing like a dream. I looked back at the captain, proud and quiet and happy there at the helm. and nod- ded a'smile to him, which he returned with a flash of his teeth. He loved his boat; he asked nothing better than to watch her behaving just as She was doing. And the other boys seemed quiet and happy too, lying along the sides of the house, ready for the captain's order,but meanwhile content to Took up at the great sells and down again at tire. sea. We were a ship and a ship's crew all at peace with one another, and consented with ourselves—rushing and singing and spraying through the wa- ter, We were all friends—sea and sails and crew together. T couldn't help thinking that a mutiny would be harry to arrange antler such a combination of influences. Ton was sitUug forward plaiting a rope. For all our experiences to- gether he never implied dant he was eigeth(ng more+ thali the chip's Cnuk, 011111 110, privilege of tinitltjg upon me it Phe r11.11n at m;; meal.,. But of •"lyse let keew bees 1 1,e1I quite an - ether yarn;:rh;n or Mtn, and (18 our .res eel 1 nt.cktnoal to him to draw io t,rl' to me. , "1 enee 1.1.110 z:.., e eel . •'', ger." ete Tula.' I contented: '•!I -.. -'!I NOV tt!•' l•e•:t'ure totrtnrrow; ,.:,at t i! lc Al tide note:' Tont was t we !, t! 1..e It:: T wanted him to :u,., it t 1 •ut rue instil of the en - Pr: r,t ltd 1, ' :l:rr, anti in 17• .1 Irl:: Fie nei 1e:s than Tow ,.'"h ,1711 l:is np,:rracitts from ete, re of lus trousers end ap- plied lulu:"I I' to Charlie 1Veltster'S ,',l,' us thee .11 it had been the Bible, le e rtr ! ae slowly, little' ,1, as if it Heel s„.,'ilt, and then fnhied it eel h m.,,t ll tt bin k to me tvitllout n c, -,rd. ill,tt ill.-ra wus quite a young >ndl 10 111s ol'1 ryes. "'The wonderful works of tend,'” be said tin:mule "1 :ileSa. Sar. we Wiena ooa be Able to ask l+m what be tuennt by that expresaion," Soon the long, dark share loomed ahead of us. I had reckoned It out about right. But the captain an. notint'ed that we were la shunt water. "How many feet?" 1 'Asked, and N boy threw out the lead "Sixteen and a half he Bald, 'Go ohm)," I culled out "Do you want to go aground?" asked the, captuln, For answer I pushed him aside and took the wheel, 1 had caught the amaliest glimmer, like a night light, Boating on the water. Drop the anchor'," 1 called, Tho light Inshore wus elegy and near at band, about one hundred yards "Drop the Anchor!" I Cried. away, t and there was3 the g b murmur , '! A'11 .utustlon of the 101;, ',makers over the dancing shoals, Tho tide was running out very fast, and the white sand coming ever nearer to our eyes in the moonlight; and Samson's light, there, was keeping white and steady. With the thought of my treasure and the "king" so near by It was hard to resist the temptation to plunge in and follow my heart ashore. But I managed to control the boyish im- pulse, and presently we were all snug, and some of us snoring below decks, rocked in the long swells of the shoal water that gleamed 'Mikity like an animated moonstone under the stars— old Sailor curled up at my feet, just like old times. I woke just as dawn was waking too, very still and windless; for the threatening nor'easter had changed its mind, and the world wag as quiet as tbougb there weren't a human being In 1t. As the light grew 1 scanned the shore to see whether 1 could detect the entrance of the hidden creek; but, though I swept it up and down again and again, it continued to Justify the "king's" boast. There was no sign of an opening anywhere. Nothing but a /freight line of brush, with man- groves here and there stepping down In their fantastic way into the water. And yet we were but a hundred yards from the shore. Certainly "Black- beard"—if the haunt had really been his—had known his business; tor an enemy could have sought him all day along this coast and found no clue to hia hiding place. But presently, as my eyes kept on seeking, a figure rose, tall sad black, near the water's edge, a little to our left, and shot up a long arm by way of signal. It was Samson; and evidently the mouth of the creek was right there in front of us—under our very noses, so to say—and yet it was impossible to make it out. However, at this signal, I stirred up the still Sleeping crew, and presently we bad the anchors up, and the engine started at the slowest possible speed. The tide was beginning to run in, so we needed very little way on 00. I pointed out Samson to the captain, and, following the "king's" instruc- tions, told him to steer straight for the negro, Samson stood there and called: "All right, sar. Keep right on. You'll see your way in a minute." And, sure enough, when we were barely 0fry feet away from the shore, and there seemed nothing for it but to run dear) aground, low down through the floating mangrove branehee we caught sight of a narrow gleam start- ing Inland, and in another moment or two our decks were swept wlllt foliage as the Flamingo rustled in, like a bird to cover, through an opening in the bushes barely twice ber beam; and there before us, snaking through the brush, was a lane of water which Imtnedlately began to broaden between palmetto -fringed banks, and was eel- deatly deep enough for a much larger vessel. "Plenty of water, sar," hallooed Samson from the hank, grinning a huge welcome. "Keep a -going after me," and he started trotting along the creek side. Samson went trotting along the twisting banks, we cautiously feeling our way after him, for something like a quarter of a mile; and then, con- ing round a sudden bend, the creel[ opened out Into a sort of basin. On the left bank stood two large palmetlo shltntles. Samson Indira -led that there was our anchorage; and then, ns wit were almost alouaslde of them. WR NE DA FED, 29th4 1 Chronic Bronchitis L i�tIS Is quickly end safely relieved 1* Tompieton'e wonderful RAZ -MAI I, Mr. 01. Truemrter, Zurich, Ont. got such relief from a wimple of IR.A'Z- IIIAII that he bought 31,O0box s olor d,es alwaYs, under guarantee • relief money buck. Now he always ues IIAZ MAIi who be has an attack, Says: "I usually work the attack off in a few days, Then may go for a year or so without another.' RAZ - MAH is also wonderful for Asthma, At your druggist's. 123 the cheery India,,, of u voles hailed us. It u•us t1,'Wee. end as 1 answered bis ..veteetne t;,: morniug suddenly Buba ' , , u i,. 1 there, too, Wag Culypeu at Time \\'liter 1'111 a0 UCt•p l!' rl: creek's side that ,re were gbh, in r:; the 1!tamingo right nil against u: bank, and when 1 had nursed neber and greeted my friends, and the •'tttutr had exeeared a brief Cbataeteriali• fantasht ors the manifest 1171, ,Mari.•. 01' buying a lit2dert pirate's 1(8,: 1 :1. the faudlp, he Unl'uldrd ins 1'110s, 01 rather that portion of them that woe nec'ssa.r at the moment. CHAPTER VI. An Cid Enemy. Cnarlie Webster's Weenie note wit, naturally our chief tup!e nye. beeal:- fas . "'robins r' t `7Ullus esulprc -j•t t betted ti" Isonyour island 1\ItK41 out (VII' follow In a day oe two," The "king" read 1t out, when I handed Biot the note across the table. "Your friend 8 (105 like a tree men of action," he added, "like Cuesur— aud also the electric telegraph. We roust send word to Sweeney to be on the lookout for blue I will send Seen - son the Redoubtable with n message to hien this Horning. Meanwhile we will smoke and think." Then for the next hour the "king" thought—aloud; while Calypso and I sat and listened, occasionally throw- in In a parenthesis of coma -teat F t 1 iii+nf nr suggestion. It WOO ay:dent we 111 agreed, that Calypso had been right. It had been Tobias and none other whose evil eye bed sent her so breath- less back to me. waiting in the shadow of the woods; and it was the same evil eye that had fallen vulture-like on her golden doubloon exposed on Sweeney's counter. It was clear, that there were such coins on the island in somebody's pns• session. Then, when be had watched Calypso on her way home—and with- out any doubt been the spectator of our meeting at the edge of the wood 'though we had been unable to catch sight of him—there would of course be a suspicion in his mind that my quest might at least be approaching success, and that his ancestral mil. lions might be almost in lay hands. That there might be some other treasure on the island with which nei• titer he nor his grandfather had any concern would not occur to hint, not w'outd it be likely to trouble him if 11 did, My presence was enough to prose that the treasure was his—for was it not his treasure that 1 was after? Logic Irrefutable! flow was he to know that all the treasure sa far discovered was that modest hoard --nnenrthed, as I beard, in the gar- den—the present whereabouts of which was known only to Calypso. The "king" had interrupted himself at this -.cent of :tegument. "By the way, Calypso, where is it?" 11 askt'd unexpectedly, to the sudden ,•c idasion of bath of us. "Isn't tt time you revealed your mysterious Alad- din's rave'!" At the word "rave" the submerged l'.se in Calypso's cheeks almost carte et the surface of their beautiful nityt•. "('are!" she countered manfutl,', u'h , .old It was n e?" (Continued Next Week) The Kincardine ,ReviewiRoporter is installing a new larger and faster newspaper press, Seven companies, los, inoludi>a„ .,. .A.mea e I annow are selling alhrt l 8' perr11 t:irtfi• in l;gypt, Water is termed "warm" at 98 de groes IA, "tepid" at 87 degrees and "shot" at 105 degrees, Debts (Collected Wo Collect Accounts, Notes and Judganents anywhere and every, where. No collection, no charge - Waite Oa today for particulars. Canadian Creditors' Assn Pot Office Box 951, Owen, Sound W. D, 5- JAMI ESON. MD; CM; LM.CC; Physician sod Surgeon Office Mclselvey Block, Brussels Successor to Dr, White Phone 45. T. T. M' 1,4E se. B,. iN. o. 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