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The Wingham Advance Times, 1929-11-14, Page 6Wingham Advance -Times., Published, at WINGHAM - ONTARIO Every Thursday IVforning W, Logan Craig, Publisher Subscription rates - One year $z.00. Six months $z.00, in advance. To U. S, •, A, $a.so per year. Advertising rates cn application. Wellington Mutual Fire Insurance Co. Head Office; Guelph, Ont. Established 1840 Risks taken on all class of insur- ance at reasonable rates. ABNER COSENS, Agent, Wingham J. W. DODD Office in Chisholm Block FIRE, LIFE, ACCIDENT• AND -- HEALTH • INSURANCE -- AND REAL ESTATE P. 0. Box 860 Phone 240 WINGHAM, ONTARIO J. W. BUSHFIELD Barrister, . Solicitor, Notary, Etc. Money to Loan Office—Meyer Block, Wingham Successor to Dudley Holmes R. VANSTONE -BARRISTER, SOLICITOR, ETC. Money to Loan at Lowest Rates Wingham, - Ontario J. A. MORTON BARRISTER, ETC. Wingham, Ontario DR. G. H. ROSS DENTIST Office Over Isard's Store H. W. COLBORNE, M. D. Physician and Surgeon Medical Representative D. S. C. R. 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Obeying his command to glance at the door—she sees a huge, fierce, copper -hued man—with a ten inch knife held between grinning lips! Burke, the stowaway, explains that it is a joke. But Palmyra is shaken. Next day, Burke and the brown man go up on deck. The stowaway entertains them with wild tales of an adventuresome life—which his listeners refuse to believe:! Palmyra spends more and more time with the stowaways to avoid John and Van, but when the stow- aways are put ashore at Honolulu she decides she loves Van. The. night the engagement is announced the Rainbow hits a reef. In the ex- citement which follows John rescues both Van and Palmyra—but Palmyra thinks it is Van who saved her. After three days spent on the un- inhabited island, a sail is sighted. It proves to be Ponape Burke! Burke contrives to get Palmyra on board his boat alone—and the boat is un- der way before anything can be done! Thurston is frantic and plans to save Palmyra, although there seems no possible way. Meanwhile Ponape tells Palmyra he is going to the Isle of Tauna with her. Now read on— CHAPTER VI For two days she had had a knife. Now, in the mid -hours of the third night, she was again lying in the cabin. awake. She was thinking of a remark of Burke's several times repeated, which had assumed the significance of a threat. "Better volunteer- that kiss while the volunteering's easy," he had warned, his grim good humor in the last hour or two, as she felt, growing a little thin. "For I can tell y'this: There won't be no evad- ing the draft—once she clamps down." What had he meant? When Palmyra came on deck on this, the fourth day of her captivi- ty, she saw that Ponape Burke was in an ugly mood, The man greeted her with alcohol- ic leer, his infantile features shock- ing in their age-old depravity. When she shrank back into the companion he was amused. "Come, Ieome, Quecnie," he roared. "Are y' !ready for that kiss?" He bellowed Iwith laughter. Then when she did not advance, he changed to the quick anger of intoxication, "Have it yer way, Miss Tree— Miss Palm Tree," he said thickly. "But 'twon't be long "before you're down on yer shins a - !praying the Lord for just one chance t'beg me t'take the darn' kiss— and 1 you sick with fear I won't want . it," .Ponape rolled aft to the girl. •"Sweetheart," he said, "I'm going t' apart with you." She did not understand. "1)ani' them raps!" he exploded, his temper taking a new direction. I" "rugae their man -o -war we sighted ;last nridwatch•" Sc, that had been the cause of the ;alert watch, with its brief but real ;excitement. The mail's suggestion of parting ;with her, the possibility of Japanese ,intervention, had brought the color tr,f hope to her cheeks. But he, returning now, struck at that hope with malicious perception. "Oh, safe enough in three or four day,," he reassured.. "They'll be gone then for a good six months. It's on- ly •in the mieantinie we got t'lay low. But iri the meantime—ruin everything you t'be caught aboard." She tried to fathom his purpose. "I'm going t'jetti:srni you. Y'shnll ,,lop ashore." Slit: stared at hiin, Incredulous. trope roused again, only to fall, be- fore his expression. e 'had hot. the slightest thought of i'elinguishing lieu'. Burke was amused, • "}Tis a bonny isle," he said,"and you'll have naught t'do but sit and think o' ore, The girl's spirits rose. She did not question that 'this wound be some de- pot of his, a place of servile natives, But, even so, her position would be bettered. Surely, among them all, must be those to ttttdorstaud,'to res- pond to her plea for protection, She was eager •to go. nut she 'thought it wise to seem indifferent. She waited until Burke turned away, then scanned the sea. As the clay wore toward its close she worked herself into a passion of suspense, apprehension. Burke was still drinking: what if night should find her aboard? And then, 'when it seemed she could stand no more, she discovered that the roan Olive, grinning enthus- iastically, was putting water, ship's biscuit and some other stores into. a boat. In surprise, she swept the sea again —and found it blank. "Why, when do we get there?" she asked of Burke. He :smiled sardonically. "We're here now," he answered. She was completely at a loss. He handed her his binoculars. 'Hard a -starboard," he directed. Presently she made out, through he glasses, that which might be the crest of palms. The island seemed far distant. But the Pigeon of 'Noah had held to her course for no great time when her master gave the order to heave to, and lower away the boat. "But it's so far," she hesitated. Burke winked at Olive, already at the oars, then dropped over the side without reply. Palmyra, disdaining•his proffered hand, followed. The sav- age bent to his work and they were away, under the stare of the crew. All too soon the girl saw why she had thought the island distant. As with each stroke of• the oars it rose in its stark meagerness, her heart sank. So small, so flat, its four co- coa -palms so stunted, it was well- nigh invisible to the novice. The moment her feet touched the sand she hurled herself at the white man. "Belay there, sweetheart," he laughed, retreating. "Steady does it. Didn't I tell y' you'd have plenty o' time t'sit and think o'ine?" "Y'got water and stores fa- six weeks or so and housekeeping'11 be easy -like," grinned her despot. "Y' just set in the shade and munch yer biscuit and think o' me." "And then, sometime, maybe you'll sight the old,Pigeon loafing by. ,And if you're tired o'yer own company, y'can hist yer hanky for a signal. And perhaps I'll be such a .good kind gent as t'lay y'aboard again, me un- derstanding what you're after is t' rush up and give me that kiss." She clenched her teeth behind the closed lips. He turned as if to go, Then, cas- ually in a well -considered effect, he called Olive to fetch that of which the girl had not thougfit in days,— a pink parasol. With a flourish Ponape Burke pre- sented this gay trifle which, alone of all the world that she had known, had escaped the deluge. "For my queen," he said with mock ceremony. "Fresh complected folks has a tend- er skin. If queenie should show up offering a kiss all blistered like a biled lobster—why, maybe ;"hat kiss wouldn't so much be wanted. And, remember: 'tis a kiss, free given and free taken, pays a passage frorp this reef." He sprang upon the stooping back of his fellow to be carried to the boat. He rode high, his legs, on ei- ther side -of the brown torso, doubled, and supported by' Olive's hand, tinder eaoh shin, as a stirrup. When the boat had cleared the eel, Ponape Burke rose to wave diet' jaunty adieu. When they were half way to the schooner, the girl uttered a sob and, flinging down the parasol, ran after them untilshe stood in the surf. Then, slowly, she turned and came back to Clic palms and threw herself upon the sand -prone. • And, oddly enough, as she lay, it. was not the white .man's cruel hu- nnor that revolted her so much as the brown man's mirth. For Burke had a purpose, 'but Olive's was a mere savage delight in pain, • She had said that in the whole world slic alone was alive. Now, however, across -the' coral clinkers a something was coming, moving ec- centrically, yet approaching at an alarming speed. A something alive? It was gay with red 'pollza-dots; it tan with . the exaggeration of a toy, seedling about to stumble at each step, yet zig-zagging over fhe clink- ersin an astonishingease and rap- idity, p idity, Unexpectedly, the 'git'1 'laughed, This nursery beast would pres imab- ! ly be no more than a land crab. Somewhat intimidated, however, she backed a step further up the palm. The intruder on her island— or was she not rather the intruder? —hastened toward her, claws already extended, as a hostess with hands out Ito greet a belated guest. The polka-dotted crab went "polka - doddering" on its way. It had keit her mind, for the moment, from the fact that, the sun was sinking at a frightful speeds And then, there flashed back into her mind a word Burke had taught her, a native naive for the monstrous robber crab. It was •unga po—the She had thought of herself as the only living being in the whole world. Now she seemed the only living be- ing in e-ing'in all the universe—with the eyes of that universe centered upon her, But, suddenly, from out the 'dark- ness, there came a hoarse cry, The 'girl doubled into a ball, auto- matically, as sometimes, one awak- ened by, a crash of thunder. An . interval; then she sat up and laughcrd'*jangling but with a good courage. It had been only a bird. As Palmyra had been caught un- awares by the approach of night, so now, with the eastern skies aglow. with the coning day, she was again unawares, lying deep in slumber, 'The sun, at his setting, had paused to implant upon her cheek a good- night kiss. And it was not now un- til he had stolen clear round the worldto bestow an awakening kiss upon the other cheek, rliad surmount- ed the Chinese wall of vapor raised against him-: by the morning bank, that her eyes opened, As the girl stood watching the ev- erchanging panorama, she became aware that the waters abounded in life. That bit of water upon which 'her gaze chanced to be fixed rose up in- to a n-toa peak and there appeared a dark • materialized to her view, the voice of the surf drowned that wail with which Palmyra Tree cowered back behind her screen, Tlie swipinicr, rising from the brier; paused knee-deep to shake himself like a dog. Then he plucked the knife from between his teeth, thrust itinto the leather sheath on his belt an carne splashing ashore, He did not hesitate, but made direct for her hiding place, 'the only cover. Tlie girl sprang away in flight. The brown man, beaming terrifically, followed. : She ran, stumbling now and again on the coral clinkers un- til she reached land's end, and then on, as far as she could, along the reef a -dash. Seizing from the water a broken knob of coral, she faced the savage. When he reached the edge of the sand, she hurled it at him. Then her hand rose toward her dress where her own knife waited. Olive, at the missle, grinned none: the less. Indeed, he seethed un- aware of it, though it .pissed within a foot of his head. But it did, nev- ertheless, have an effect one quite unexpected. For he sat down, cross- legged, on the sand. He broke into the animation of speech. He stood up, and the girl's hand flew back toward her weapon. But . . In resistance she could have fought like a tiger. night crab! In fright she sprang up, stared around. The very fact she had seen the one, presupposed the presence of the other. To realize that her polka-dotted absurdity might now be blundering near in search of prey was sufficiently disquieting; proximity of its fierce cousin legiti- mately alarming. For, with claws more than a foot long, it could snap the strongest bonito line like a thread, crush the bones of a man's fingers, cripple for life the wrist of a well grown youth. Horror returned upon her, She struggled back to her observation post. She must sight a ship instant - y -now, now! now! By day the lowness of the land had brought the skyline closer than she had ever imagined. But thus to creep round object which resembled a head. For a long minute she covered her eyes with, her hands. Then she ga- thered courage at last to look. The head, bobbing up and down like a cork, was coming as fast as a boat. Presently, as she stared it reached the surf at a narrow opening of the reef. A few more strokes of arms, thick and brown, and the head of an islander rose dripping from the, water. 'An then it was that Palmyra ut- tered another cry. For she saw a copper face with great square teeth clamped on a knife—a knife that did not hide the ferocious grin which had haunted her since she first saw it thus under her spot -light: the fa,ce of the brown man Olive! When the face of the savage Olive upon a sleeping man he came no nearer. To her surprise, he turned and went strutting away toward the clump, of palms. There he beckoned her to follow. First, the savage pulled two of the half-grown cocoanuts. Witlh his knife he cut through the two-inch green husk of one and exposed the lower end of the shell. From this, with three taps of theblade, he knocked a round cap. He took a big draft • of the liquid within—cool, slightly acid, clear as water. Then he opened the second nut, brought it half way toward her, left it up- right in the sand. She was, it seem- ed, invited to drink. Turning to the clump of pandanus, he hacked out a short slim pole. This he next, with cord from her stores, lashed across the to of his uprights. Then he marched away toward the• reef, and, reaching out as one might to pick a kitten up by the neck„ snatched a fish from a pocket in the coral. This fish, flopping vigorously, he bound to the crossbar of his dwarfed football goal, The girl vliad been watching these moves breathlessly, wonder for the moment getting the better of fear. Not until he fetched the fish did she have any theory. Tlien it flashed in- to her mind that barbarous peoples• always propitated their dieties with food offerings. Could this be a sort of altar, Did the savage so seek to• further his purpose? But Olive gave no sign. With. the last turn of the cord about the struggling fish, he strode away to, the shade of tlie palms, and throw- ing himself down on his back, was, almost instantly asleep. Palmyra, crouching in thesun„ stared at that figure. She was aston- ished. How was it physically poss- ible for him thus to fall, into .slum- ber? Whenee had this man come, and: —why? (t bind; Ponape have sent. him' to terrorize her? Or had the savage ,. She gave a shudder. She snatched' the knife from her dress. She gripped its handle; she began to crawl toward that terrible figure, Burt presently she hesitated, stop- ped. With a groan she sank down. Site dropped the knife, buried her face in her hands. In resistance she - could have fought like a tiger. But thus to creep upon a sleeping man? For a time there seemed no alter native. Then she roused at the real- ization that, if she could not murder• a sleeping man, she could at least disarm hint. With Olive deprived of that knife, and her own retained, who could tell? She might have some shred of chance. • She put the blade into her dress: and began again to crawl forward., She had got within a dozen feet of' the savage, moving with caution,. when unexpectedly, easily, almost as; it seemed automatically, he opened` his eyes and sat up. It was as if he had not been asleep at all; had, from the beginning, been waiting for her to do just this thing. The girl shrank back. Olive fixed her with his strangeeyes. Then he smiled expansively, , as if it were a. joke. He settled downonce more, instantly returned' to slumber. Sudden, startling in that place of solitude, there came a sound. It had not been Olive. She sprang up, circled land and water in . a quick scrutiny. (Continued next week) Artists in British -Canadian Concerts rte® 387' Florence Hood ary Frances James ROA* V1amondorr' H art Hou.stiaweee- ritliant entertainers are to `be heard th's fall and Winter iii'a,'i afott- wide chain of musical centres throughout the Dominion, ,sponsored by the Canadian Pacific Railway, They will appear in:a ,series 'of 'sic concerts, the outgrowth 'Of the 1V1Usie Festivals, noW internationally known, whieh have been 'staged Nr the Music ,Departntettt ,off the (rail- way, 1 Each of these 5coneerts will be given at "!'porento, Atittntpeg, Regina, •Calgacy, Vanatluver and �ittaxia with a probability of other cities being added to the list, AtilObg those now talting,art in these concerts will be Florence Hood, _brilliant Canadian violinist; Mary1rrnees dutres, lyric so itxtto of Montreal; Stanley Matted, Montreal tetto'r;. tttdotph Plamondon,. Canadian -born star of the Paris Operas; and the art House Quartette, o Q , Ruin us us la, cava °of 1? 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