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?vm$ wm jjl GheWin^s ofthegfjl M Morning ZjEi ill Ed?*rd J. Clod. N-r";.:4 CHAPTER V. EE nwoke to tint! the nun high In thp heavens. Iris whs prepar ing breakfast; a tine tire was crackling cheerfully, and the presiding goddess had so altered her appearance that the sailor surveyed her with astonishment. He noiselessly assumed a sitting pos ture. tucked his feet beneath him and blinked. The girl's face was not vlsi ble from where he sat, and for a few seconds he thought lie must surely be dreaming. She was attired In a neat navy blue dress and smart blouse. Her white canvas shoes were replaced by strong leather boots. She Wws quite spick and span, this island Hebe. So soundly had he slept that his senses returned but slowly. At Inst he guessed what had happened. She had risen with the dawn and, conquer ing her natural feeling of repulsion ?elected from the store he accumu lated yesterday some more suitable garments than those In which she es caped from the wreck. He quietly took stock of Ills own tattered condition and passed a re flective hand over the stubble ou his chin. In a few days his face would resemble a scrubbing brusb. In tliut mournful moment be would buve ex changed even his pipe and tobacco box, worth untold gold, for shaving tackle. Who can suy why his thoughts took such trend? Twenty-four hours can effect great changes In the human mind if controlling influences are ac tive. Then came u sluirp revulsion of feel Ing. His name was Robert?a menial. He reached for bis boots, and Iris beard him. "Good morning!" she cried, smiling sweetly. "1 thought you would never awake. I suppose you were very, very tired. Please wash quickly. The eggs will be hard." "Eggs!" "Yes. I miulo n collodion among the trees. I tasted one of n lot that looked good. It mhh first rate." lie had not the moral courage to he gin Che day with a rebuke. She was lrreprc slble. but she really must not do the e things. He smothered a slgli In the Improvised basin which was placed ready for him. Miss Heane laid prepared a capital meal, of course the ham and biscuits still bulked large in the hill of fare, but there were boiled eggs, fried ba nanas and an elderly eoeoanut. These things, supplemented by clear, oold wa ter, were not so bad for a collide of castaways hundreds of miles from every w here. For the life of hlin the mail could not retrain from displaying the con versational art In which he excelled. Their talk dealt with Italy, Egypt, In dia. He spoke with the ease of culture and enthusiasm. Once he slipped Into anecdote apropos of the helplessness of British soldiers in any mntter out side the scope of the king's regulations. "I remember," he said, "seeing a cav alry subaltern and the members of un escort sitting half starved on a number of bags piled up In tlie Suakln desert. And what do you thluk weie tu tbs bags?" "I don't know," said Iris, keenly alert for deductions. "Biscuits! They thought the bags contained patent fodder until I enlight ened them." It was on the tip of her tongue to pounce on him with the comment, "Then you have been an officer in the army." But she forbore. She had guessed this earlier. Yet the mischie vous light in her eyes defied control. He was warned in time and pulled himself up short. "Y'ou read my face like a book," she -tried. "No printed page was ever so?legi ble. Now, Miss Deune, we liuve gos siped too long. I ain a laggard this morning, but before starting work 1 have a few serious remarks to make." "More digs';" she inquired saucily. "*i repudiate 'digs.' In the first place, you must not make auy move experi ments in the matter of food. The eggs were a wonderful effort; but, fluttered by success, you may poison yourself." "Secondly?" "You must never pass out of my sight without carrying a revolver, not so much for defense, but as a signal. Did you take one when you went bird's nesting?" "No. Why?" There was n troubled look In his eyes when he answered; "It Is best to tell you at onus that before help reaches us we may be vis ited by cruel and bloodthirsty sav ages. I would not even mention this If It were u remote contingency. As matters stand, you ought to know that Boch a thing may happen. Let us trust in God's goodnaas that aaslat anee may coma soon. 7ha Island has seemingly been desertad lor many months, and therein Ilea our bast chance of escape. But I am obliged to warn you Jest you should be taken unawares." Iris was serious enough now. "How do you know that such dan ger threatens us?" sh# demanded. lie countered readily. "Because I happen to have read a good deal about the China tea and Its frequenters." ha ?aid. "I am tbu laat man In tbu world to alarm you needlessly. All I mean to convey Is that certain precautions should be taken agulnst a risk that Is possible, not probable. No more." She could not repress a shudder. The sailor wanted to tell her that he would defend her against a host of savages If he were endowed with many lives, but be was perforce tongucd tied. He even reviled himself for having spo ken, but she saw the anguish in his face, and her woman's heart acknowl edged him as her protector, her shield. "Mr. .lenks," she said simply, "we are in God's bands. I put my trust In him and In you. I ain hopeful?nay, more, confident. I thank you for what you have done, for all that you will do. If you cannot preserve me from threat ening perils no man could, for you are as brave und gallant a gentleman as lives on the earth today." Now, the strange feature of this ex traordinary and unexpected outburst of pent up emotion was that the girl pronounced his name with the slightly emphasized accentuation of one who knew It to be a mere disguise. The man was so taken aback by her dec laration of faith that the minor Inci dent, though It did not escape him, was smothered In a tumult of feeling. lie could not trust himself to speak. Ho rose hastily and seized the ox to deliver a murderous assault upon a sago palm that stood close at baud. Iris was the first to recover u degree of self possession. For a moment she had bared her soul. With reaction came a sensitive shrinking. Her deli cate nature disapproved these senti mental displays. She wanted to box her own ears. With Innate tact she took a keen In tercut in tlie felling of the tree. "What (Jo you want it for?" ahe In quired when the sturdy trunk erenked and fell. Jeuks felt better now. "Tliis is a change of diet," he ex plained. "No; we don't boil the leaves or nibble the bark. When I split this palm open you will find that the in terior Is full of pith. I will cut it out for you, and then it will be your task to knead it with water after well wash ing it. pick out nil the liber and finally penult the water to evaporate. In a couple of days the residuum will be come a white powder, which, when boiled, is sago." "Good gracious!" said Iris. "The story sounds unconvincing, but 1 believe I am correct. It is worth a trial." "I should have Imagined that sago grew 011 a stalk like rice or wheat." "Or Topsy!" She laughed. A difficult situation had passed without undue effort. Un happily the man reopened it. Willie using a crowbar as a wedge lie en deavoreil to put matters on a straight forward footing. "A little while ngo," he said, "you seemed to Imply that I had assumed the name of Jenks." But Miss Ilea lie's confidential mood had gone. "Nothing of the kind," she said coldly. "I think Jenks is an ex cellent name." She regretted the words even as they fell from her lips. The sailor gave a mighty wrench with the bar, splitting the log to its clustering leaves. "You are right," he said. "It Is dis tinctive, brief, dogmatic. I cling to it passionately." Soon afterward, leaving Iris to the manufacture of sago, he went to the leeward side of the island, a search for turtles being his ostensible object. When the trees hid him lie quickened his pace and turned to the left in or der to explore the cavity marked on the tin with a skull and erossbones. To his surprise he hit upon the rem nants of a l ndway?that is. a line through ,ie wo mI where there were uo well gi vn In ??, where the ground bore tr: es e* humanity In the shape of a w in. 'il and mildewed pair of Chines' 1 . <, a wooden sandal, even the decayed remains of a palki, or Ut ter. At In at he reached the edge of the pit, and tVe sight that met his eyes held him n llbound. The lid >1 of many hands had torn a chasm, a i 'nirry, out of the side of the hill. 11 lily circular In shape. It had s diami t of perhaps a hundred feet, and at Us deepest part, toward the cliff, It r.iu to a depth of forty feet On the lower side, where the sailor stood, it descended rapidly for tome fifteen feet. Grasses, shrubs, plants of every va riety, grew In profusion down the steep slopes wherever seeds could find precarious nurture until a point was reached about ten or eleven feet from the bottom. There all vegetation ceas ed, as If forbiddeu to cross a magic circle. Relow this belt the place was a charnel house. The hones of men and animals mingled In weird confusion. Most were mere skeletons. A few bodies?nine the sailor counted?yet preserved some resemblance of humanity. These lat ter were scattered among the older rel ics. They wore the clothes of Dyaks. Characteristic hats and weapons de noted their nationality. The others, the first harvest of this modern Gol gotha, might have been Chinese coo lies. When the sailor's fascinated vl stou could reenter detail* lie distin guished jukes, baskets. odd loihlng spades and picks strewn umld the bones. '1 be nnlwuls were ull of one type small, lanky, wltli long pointed [ skulls. At lust lie spied a withered hoof. They were pigs. Over ull lay u thick coating of Que sand, deposited from the eddying wind i thut could uever reach the silent depths. The pluee wus grewsome, lior rihly depressing'- Jenks broke out Into i u clammy perspiration, lie seeuied to ho looking ut the secrets o' the grave. | At lust his superior Intelligence as serted Itself. Ills bruin became clear er, recovered Its power of analysis. He beiran to crltlclMe, reflect, und this Is the theory he evolved: Some one. long ago. had discovered valuable minerals In the volcanic rock. Mining operations were in full blast when the extinct volcano took its re venge upon tlie human ants gnawing at its vitals and smothered them by a deadly outpouring of carbonic acid gus, the bottled up poison of the agoi. A horde of pigs, running wild over the island placed there no doubt by Chi nese fishers?hud met the same fute while Intent on dreadful orgy. Then there came a European who knew how the anhydrute gas, being heavier than the surrounding air, set tled like water In that terrible hollow, lie. too. had striven to xvrest tin* tress ure from the stone by driving 11 tunnel Into the cliff lie lmd partly succeeded and had gone away, perhaps to obtain help, after crudely registering Ids kn twlcdge on the lid of a tin canister. This, again, probably fell Into the , hands of another man, who, curious but unconvinced, caused himself to be set ashore on this desolate spot with a few Inadequate stores. Possibly he had arranged to be taken off within a fixed time. But u sampan laden with Dyak pi rates came first, aud the intrepid ex plorer's bones rested near the well, while his head had gone to decorate the hut of some fierce village chief. The murderers, after burying their own dead -for the white man fought hard, witness the empty cartridges?searched the island. Some of them, ignorantly Inquisitive, descended into the hollow. They remained there. The others, su perstitious barbarians, fled for their lives, embarking so hastily that they took from the cave neither tools nor oil, though they would greatly prize these articles. Such was the tragic web he spun, n compound of fact and fancy. It ex plained all perplexities save one. What did "22 divided by 1" mean? Was there yet another fearsome riddle awaiting solution? And then Ids thoughts flew to Iris. Happen what might, her bright picture was seldom absent from Ills brain. Suppose, egg hunting, she had stum bled across tlds valley of death! How could lie hope to keep it hidden from her? Was not the ghastly knowledge better than the horror of a chance ram ble through the wood and the shock of The place was a chamcl house. discovery?nuy, indeed, tlie risk of a catastrophe? lie rushed hack through the trees un til he caught sight of Iris industrious ly kneading the sago pith in oue of those uiost useful disu covers. He culled to her, led her wondering to the track and pointeu out the fatal quarry, but In such wise that she could not look Inside it. "You remember that round hole we saw from the sumi.i.t rock?" he said. "Well, it is full ot ? ubonlc acid gas, to breathe which means unconsciousness and death. It gives no wanting to the inexperienced. It is rather pleasant thau otherwise. Promise me you will never come near this place again." Now, Iris, too, had been thinking deeply. Robert Jenks bulked large In her day dreams. Her nerves were not yet quite normal. There was a catch In her throat as she answered: "I don't want to die. Of course I will keep away. What a horrid Island this is! Yet It might be a paradise." She bit her lip to suppress her tears; but, being the Eve in this garden, she continued: "How did you find out? Is there anything?nasty?In there?" "Yes. the remains of animals and other things. I would not have told you were It not imperative." "Are you keeping other secrets from me?" "Oh. quite n number." He managed to conjure up a smile, and the ruse was effective. She ap plied the Words to his past history. "1 ho~e t' ey will not be revealed so dramatically," she said. "Via never cr.u tell." be answered. , They v re in pr' betle vein that j morning. Tlie.v returned In alienee to j the cava. "I \vl t > so Inside with n lump, j Mcv I?" leu bed. "Ma I r > too?" she demanded. j He i ti 1. w'th en explanation of I his i cs'yu. When the lamp was in or der lie held it close to the wall and cornlm t<?l a systematic survey. The geological fault which favored the con struction of the tunnel Beamed to di verge to the left at the farther end. The "f : e" of the rock exhibited the marks of persistent labor. The stone hail been hewn away by main force win :: Hie dislocation of strata censed to be helpful. II! knowledge wns limited on the aub.oit. yet Je-.iks believed that the mati rial here was a hard limestone rather than the external basalt. Search ing each Inch with the feeble light, he paused once, with an exclamation. "What Is It?" cried Iris. "I cannot he certain." he said doubt fully. "Would you mind holding the lamp while I use a crowbar?" In the stone was visible a thin vein, bluish white in co'or. He managed to break off 11 fair sired lump containing a well defined specimen of the foreign metal. They luirrietl Into the open nlr and examined tlie fragment with curious eyes. The sailor picked It with his knife, and the substance In the vein came off in laminated layers, small, brittle scnles. "Is It silver?" Iris was almost ex cited. "1 do not think so. I am 110 expert, but I have a vague Idea?I have seen"? He wrinkled his brows and pressed away the furrows with his hand, that physical habit of his when perplexed. "I have It," he cried. "It Is anti mony." Miss Iieane pursed her lips In dis dain. Antimony! What was anti mony? "So much fuss for nothing," she said. "It Is used in alloys and medicines," he explained. "To us It Is useless." He threw the piece of rock contemp tuously among the bushes. But, be ing thorough In all that he undertook, he returned to the cave and again conducted an Inquisition. The silver hued vein became more strongly mark ed at the point where It disappeared downward Into a collection of nibble nnd sand. That was all. Hid men give tlieir toil, their lives, for this? So It would appear. Be tlmt as it might, be had more pressing work. If the cave still held a secret It must remain there. Iris had gone back to her sago kuead lng. Sh mlderlng the ax. he walked to the beach. Much debris from the steam er was lying high and dry. It was an easy task for an athletic man to reach the palm tree, yet the sailor hesitated with almost Imperceptible qualms. "A halted rat trap." he muttered. Then lie quickened his pace. With the tlrst active spring from rock to rock his unacknowledged dottlgp vanished. He might find stores of priceless util ity. The reflection Inspired him. Jumping and climbing like a cat, iu two minutes lie was near the tree. He could now see the true explana tion of ils growth In a seemingly im possible place. Here the tied of the sea huh ed upward In a small sand cay. which silted round the base of a limestone rock so different in color and formation from the coral roof. Na ture. whose engineering contrivances can force springs to mountain tops, managed to deliver to this isolated ref uge a sufficient supply of water to nourish the palm, and the roots, flrnily lodged in deep crevices, were well pro tected from the waves. . Between tlie sailor and the tree in tervened 11 small stretch of shallow wa ter. Landward tills submerged saddle shelved steeply Into the iugoon. Al though the water In the cove was twen ty fathoms In depth. Its crystal clear ness was remarkable. The bottom, composed of marvelously white sand and broken coral, rendered other ob jects conspicuous. He could see plenty of fish, but not a single shark, while on the inner slope of the reef was plainly visible the destroyed fore part of the Sirdar, which had struck be yond the tree, relatively to his present standpoint. He had wondered why no boats were cast ashore. Now he saw the region. Three of them were still j fastened to the davits and carried i down with the hull. Seaward the water was not so clear. The waves created patches of foam, and long; submarine plants swayed gen tly in the undercurrent. To reach I'alui Tree rock ?antici pating its subsequent name?he must cross a space of some thirty feet and wade up to his waist. He made the passage with ease. Pitched against the bole of the tree was a long, narrow case, very heavy, iron clamped and marked with letters in black triangles and the broad arrow of the British government. "Uifles, by all the gods!" shouted the sailor. The Sirdar carried a consignment of arms and ammunition from Hongkong to Singapore. Providence had decreed that a practically Inexhaustible store of cartridges should b? hurled across the Ingoon to the island. And here were rifles enough to equip half a com pany. He would not risk the precious ax In an attempt to open the case. He must go back for a crowbar. What else was there in this store house thrust by Neptune from the ocean bod? A chest of tea, seemingly undamaged; three barrels of flour, ut terly ruined; a saloon chair, smashed from Its pivot; a battered chronometer. For the rest, fragments of timber In termingled with pulverized coral and broken crockery. A little farther on the deep water entrance to the lagoon curved between sunken rocks. On one of them rested i the Sirdar's huge funnel. The north- ' west section of the reef was bare. A::1 ?; ti e wreckage he found a coll of toi rope and a pulley. He Instant ly ' j;i elved the Idea of constructing an aerial line to ferry the chest of tea ; across the cl ? nnel he had forded. Ho threaded the pulley with the rope . and cilinhed the tree, adding a touch i of r.rt tie completeness to the ruin of I his trousers by the . >eruttou. He had ' fastened the pulley hi ,h up the trunk lefoo he re: Jiet' how much more sim ple it would he to breik onen the chest wl c-e It I y 1 transport its contents in small p.uisla. He laughed lightly. "I am becoming addle liea'e'.." he call to himself. "Anyhow, now the Job is done, I may I as v ell ma he lie of It." It diing the rape ends, he east them i across to the reef. In such small ways j do i. en throw Invisible dice with death. Vi'U those two lines he would within | a few fleeting seconds drag himself [ back from eternity. Picking up the ax, he carelessly step: ed into the water, not knowing | that Iris, having welded the Incipient sago Into a flat pancake, had strolled to the beach an 1 was watching lilm. The water was hardly above his knees when there < uae a swirling rush from the seaweed. A long tentacle shot out like a la-so and gripped his right leg. Another coiled around his waist. "Sly God!" he gurgled as a horrid sucker closed over Ids mouth and nose. He was i:i ti e grip of a devilflsh! A deadly sensation of nausea almost ove.pow..( . hh.i, b: t the love of life came to his aid and ho tore the suffo cating feeler from his face. Then the ax whirled, and one of the eight arms of the octopus lost some of its length. Yet a fourth flung Itself urouud Ills left ankle. A few feet away, out of range of the ax uud lifting Itself bodily out of the water, was the dread form of the cuttle, apparently all head, with distended gills and monstrous eyes. The sailor's feet were planted wide apart. With frenzied effort he hacked at the murderous tentacles, but the water hindered him, nud he was forced to loan back In superhuman strain to avoid losing his balance. If once this terrible assailant got him down he know he was lost. The very need to keep his fo t prevented lilm from at tempting to deal a mortal blow. The cuttle was anchored by three of its tentacles. Its remaining arm darted Its remaining a rin darted to again clutch the man'* face and neck. with sinuous activity to agnin clutch the man's face or neck. With the ax he smote madly at the curling feeler, diverting Its aim time and again, but failing to deliver an effective stroke. With agonized prescience the sailor knew that lie was yielding. Were the devilfish a giant of its tribe lie could not have held out so long. As it was, the creature could afford to wait, strengthening its grasp, tightening its coils, pulling and pumping at its prey with remorseless certainty. He was nearly spent. In a paroxysm | of despair Be res > 1 to give way and with one mad effort seek to bury the ax in the monster's brain. But ere he [ could execute this fatal project, for the | cuttle would have Instantly swept him into the trailing weeds, live revolver shots rang out in quick succession. Iris had reached the nearest rock. The third bullet gave the octopus cause to reflect. It squirted forth a torreut of dark colored fluid. Instantly the water became black, opaque. The tentacle, flourishing in air, thrashed the surface with impotent fury. That around Jenks' waist grew taut and rigid. The ax flashed with the inspira tion of hope. Another arm was sev ered. The huge dismembered coil slack ened and fell away. Yet was he anchored Immovably. He turned to look at Iris. She never for got the fleeting expression of his face. So might Lazarus have looked from the tomb. "The rope!" she screamed, dropping the revolver and seizing the loose ends lying at her feet. She drew them tight and leaned back, pulling with all her strength. The sailor flung the ax to the racks and grasped the two rapes. lie raised him self and plunged wildly. He was free. With two convulsive strides he was at the girl's side. He stumbled to n bowlder anil drop ped in complete collapse. After a time he felt Iris' hand placed timidly on his shoulder. lie raised his head and saw her eyes shining. "Thank you," he said. "We are quits tow." CHATTER VI. EIERCE emotions are necessarily trausient, but for the hour they exhaust the psychic capacity. The sailor hud gone through such mental stress before It was yet noon that he was beuunibed, wholly in capable of further seusatlon. Being In good condition, he soon re covered his physical powers. He was outwardly little the worse for the en counter with the devilfish. The skin around his mouth was sore. His waist and legs were bruised. One sweep of the ax hud cut clean through the bulg ing leather of his left boot without touching the tlesh. In a word, he was practically uninjured. He hud the doglike habit of shaking himself at the close of a fray. He did so now wl-en he stood up. Iris showed clearer signs of the ordeul. Her face was drawu and haggard, the pupils of her eyes dilated. She was gazing Into depths illimitable, unexplored. Com passion awoke at sight of her. "Come," said Jenks gently. "Let us get back to the Island." He quietly resumed predominance, helping her over the rough pathway of the reef, almost lifting her when the difficulties were great. He did not ask her how it happened that she came so speedily to his assist ance. Enough that she had done it, daring all for his sake. She was weak and trembling. Reaching the firm sand, she could walk alone "L>id?tlie thing?grip you?" she nervously inquired. "All over at once, It felt like. The beast attacked me with five arms." She shuddered. "I don't know how you could tight it," she said. "How strong, how brave, you must be!" This amused him. "The veriest cow ard will try to save his own life," he an swered. "If you use such adjectives to me, what words can I find to do jus tice to you, who dared to come close to such a vlie looking creature and kill it. I must thank my stars that you carried the revolver." "Ah!" she said. "That reminds me. You do not practice what you preach. I found your pistol lying on the stone in the cave. That Is one reason why I followed you." It was quite true. Ho laid the weapon aside when delving at the rock and forgot to replace it in his belt. "It was stupid of me," he admitted, "but I am not sorry." "Why?" "Because, as it is, I owe you my life." "You owe me nothing," she snapped. "It is very thoughtless of you to run such risks. What will become of me If anything happens to you? My point of view is purely selfish, you see." "Quite so. Purely selfish." He smil ed sadly. "Selfish people of your type are somewhat rare, Miss Deane." She moved toward the cave, but he cried: "Wait one minute. I want to get a couple of crowbars." "What for?" "I must go back there." He je/ked his head in the direction of the reef. She uttered a little so'o of dismay. "I will incur no danger this time," he explained. "I found rifles there. We must have them: they may mean sal vation." When Tris was determined about anything her chin dimpled. It puck ered delightfully now. "I will come with you," she announc ed. "Very well. I will wait for you. The tide will serve for another hour." He knew he had decided rightly. She could not bear to be alone?yet. Soon the crowbars were secured, and they returned to the reef. Scrambling now with difficulty over the rough and dan gerous track, Iris was secretly amazed by the remembrance of the daring ac tivity she displayed during her earlier passage along the same precarious roadway. Then she darted from rock to rock with the fearless certainty of n cha mois. Her only stumble was caused, she recollected, by an absurd effort to avoid wetting her dress. She laughed nervously when they reached the place. This time .Tcnks lifted her across the Intervening channel. They were standing on the landward side of the shallow water in which he fought the octopus. (CONTINUED ON NEXT PAGE.) Get ready for the change. Vick's Tar-Heel Sarsaparilla will help you clear the blood and complexion and make you feel the joy of Spring. ITO size for 50c. at Hood's Drug Store. FOR SALE:?1900 Barrels Black Paint, in one barrel lots or car-loads, made expressly for painting shingles and iron roofs, iron cars, smoke stacks, struc tural iron works, ship bottoms, etc. For Prices, samples, etc., write to The Alcatraz Co., Richmond, Va. NOTICE! NORTH CAROLINA. J In theSuperiorCourt JOHNSTON COUNTY, f Sept. Term. 1006. Florence Mangum vs. Preece Mangura. The defendant above named will take no tice that an action entitled as above has been commenced in the Superior Court of John ston County to obtain from him an absolute divorce. Said defendant will further take notice that he Is required to appear at the next term of the Superior Court of said county to be held on 10th day of September. 1906, at the Court House of said county in Smlthfleld. N. C., and answer or demur to the complaint in said action,or the plaintiff will apply to the court for the relief demanded in said complaint. This March 2Sth, 1906 W. 8 STEVENS. Clerk of the SuperiorCourt Johnston County. WELLONSA MORGAN. Attys. for Plaintiff.
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