CHAPTER XV.
mllE drifting smoke was still so
dense that not even the floor of
the valley could tie discerned.
Jenks dared not leave Iris at
sueli a moment.
He called to Mir Jan:
?Take off your turban and hold it
above your head if you think they can
see you from the warship."
"It is all right, sahib," came the
cheering answer. "One boat Is close i
Inshore. 1 think, from the uniforms,
they are English sahibs, such as I j
have seen at Garden Reach. The Dy- j
uks have all gone."
Nevertheless Jenks waited. There
was nothing to gain by being too pre
cipitate. A false step now might undo
the achievements of many weeks.
Mir Jan was dancing about beneath
tn a state of wild excitement.
"They have seen the Dyaks running
to their sampans, sahib," he yelled,
"and the second boat Is being pulled in
that direction1. Yet another has just
left the ship."
A translation made Iris excited, ea
ger to go down and see these wonders.
The boom of a cannon came from the
sea. Instinctively the girl ducked for
safety, though her companion smiled
at her fears, for the shell would have
long preceded the report had it trav
eled their way.
"One of the remaining sampans has
got under way," he explained, "and the
warship is tiring at her."
"Poor wretches!" murmured Iris.
"Cannot the survivors be allowed to
escape'!"
"Well, we are unable to Interfere.
Those caught on the Island will proba
bly be taken to the mainland and
hanged for their crimes, so the manner
of their end is not of much conse
To the girl's manifest relief, there
was no more firing, and Mir Jan an
nounced that a number of sailors were
actually on shore. Then her thoughts
turned to a matter of concern to the
feminine mind even in the gravest mo
ments of existence. She laved her face
with water and sought her discarded
skirt.
Soon the steady tramp of boot clad
feet advancing at the double was
heard on the shingle, and an officer's
voice, speaking the crude Ilindoostanee
of the eugine room and forecastle,
shouted to Mir Jan:
"Hi, you black fellow! Are there
any white people here?"
Jenks sang out:
"Yes, two of us! Perched on the
rock over your heads. We are coming
down."
He cast loose the rope ladder. Iris
was limp and trembling.
"Steady, sweetheart." he whispered.
"Don't forget the slip between the cup
and the lip. Hold tight, but have no
fear. I will be just beneath."
It was well he took this precaution.
She was now so unnerved that an un
guarded movement might have led to
an accident. But the knowledge that
her lover was near, the touch of his
hand guiding her feet on to the rungs
of the ladder, sustained her. They had
almost reached the level when a loud
exclamation and the crash of a heavy
blow caused Jenks to halt and look
downward.
A Dyak, lying at the foot of one of
the scaling ladders and severely wound
ed by a shell splinter, witnessed their
descent. In his left hand he grasped a
parang; his right arm was bandaged.
Though unable to rise, the vengeful
pirate mustered his remaining strength
to crawl toward the swaying ladder. It
was Taung S'Ali. inspired with the
hate and venom of the dying snake.
Even yet he hoped to deal a mortal
stroke at the man who had defied him
and all his cutthroat band. He might
have succeeded, as Jenks was so taken
up with Iris, were it not for the watch
ful eyes of Mir Jan. The Mohammedan
sprang at him, with an oath, and gave
him such a murderous whack with the
butt of a rifle that the Dyak chief col
lapsed and breathed out his fierce spirit
in a groan.
At the first glance Jenks did not rec
ognize Taung S'Ali owing to his change
of costume. Through the thinner smoke
he could see several sailors running up.
But, with the passing of the chief,
their last peril had gone. The next in
stant they were standing on the firm
ground, and a British naval lieutenant
was saying eagerly:
"We seem to have turned up in the
nick of time I>o you, by any chance,
belong to the Sirdar?"
"We are the sole survivors," answer
ed the sailor.
"You two only?"
"Yes. She struck on the northwest
reef of this island during a typhoon.
This lady. Miss Iris Deane, and I were
flung ashore"?
"Miss Deane! Can it be possible?
Let me congratulate you most heart
ily. Sir Arthur Deane is on board the
Orient at this moment."
"The Orient!"
Iris was dazed. It was all too won
derful to be quite understood yet. She
turned to Robert:
"Do you hear? They say my father
Is not far away. Take me to him."
"No need for that, miss," interrupted
a warrant officer. "Here he is coming
ashore. He wanted to come with us,
but the captain would not permit it,
as there seemed to be some trouble
ahead."
Sure enough, even the girl's swim
ming eyes couid distinguish the gray
bearded civilian seated beside an offi
cer in the stern sheets of a small gig
now threading a path through the bro
ken reef beyond Turtle beach. In five
minutes father and daughter would
meet.
Meanwhile the officer, intent on duty,
addressed Jenks again.
"May I ask who you are?"
"My name is Anstruther?Robert An
struther."
Iris, clinging to his arm, heard the
reply
? ?I i l -. v ?????saw
So tie had abandoned all pretense.
He was ready to fate the world at her
aide. She atole a loving glance at him
a a she cried:
"Yea; Captain Anstruther of the In
dian staff corps. If he will not tell
you all that he has done, how he has
aaved my life twenty times, how he
has fought single banded against
eighty men, ask me!"
"Captnin Anstruther does not appear
to have left much for us to do. Miss
Peane," the officer said. "Indeed."
j turning to Robert, "is there any way
in which my men will be useful?"
"I would recommend that they drag
the green stuff off that tire and stop
the suioke. Then a detachment should
go round the north side of the islund
and drive the remaining Pyaks into1
the hands of the party you have landed,
as I understand, at the farther end of
the south beach. Mir Jan, the Moham
medan here, who has been a most faith
ful ally during part of our siege, will
act as guide."
The other man cast a comprehensive
glance over the rock, with its scaling I
ladders and dangling rof*' ladder, the
cave, the little groups of dead or un
conscious pirates?for every wounded
, man who could move a limb had j
crawled away after the first shell burst
| ?and drew a deep breath.
"How long were you up there?" he
asked.
"Over thirty hours."
"It was a great fight!"
"Somewhat worse than it looks," said
Anstruther. "This is only the end of 1
it. Altogether we have accounted for
nearly twoseore of the poor devils."
Robert looked toward yie approach
ing boat. She would not land yet for
a couple of minutes. ?
"By the way," he said, "will you
tell me your name?"
'Tlaydon ? Lieutenant Philip H.
Playdon."
"Do you know to what nation this
; island belongs?"
"It is no man's land, I think. It is |
marked 'uninhabited' on the chart."
"Then," said Anstruther, "I call upon
you, Lieutenant Flu.vdon, and all others
here present to witness that I, Robert |
Anstruther, late of the Indian army, j
j acting on behalf of myself and Miss
Iris Deane. declare that we have taken |
possession o this island in the name !
of his Britannic majesty the king of
England, that we are the joint occu
[ piers and owners thereof and claim all
property rights vested therein."
These formal phrases, coming at such
a moment, amazed his hearers. Iris J
; alone hud an inkling of the underlying
motive.
"I don't suppo' e any one will dispute )
1 your title," said the naval othcer grave
i ly. He unquestionably imagined that
suffering and exposure had slightly dis
turbed the other man's senses.
"Thank you," replied Robert with
equal composure, though he felt in
clined to laugh at Plnydon's mystifica
tion. "I only wished to secure a suffi
cient number of witnesses for a verbal j
declaration. When I have a few min- |
utes to spare 1 will affix a legal notice
on the wall in front of our cave."
Playdon bowed silently. There was
something in the speaker's manner that
puzzled him. He detailed a small guard
I to accompany Robert and Iris, who [
i now walked toward the beach, and |
asked Mir Jan to pilot him as suggest
ed by Anstruther.
The boat was yet many yards from |
shore when Iris ran forward and [
stretched out her arms to the man who j
was staring at her with wistful de- J
spair.
"Father! Father!" she cried. "Don't
you know me?"
Sir Arthur Deane was looking at the .
two strange figures on the sands, and
each moment his heart sank lower.
This island held his final hope. During j
many weary weeks, since the day when !
a kindly admiral placed the cruiser |
Orient at his disposal, he bad ?coured j
the China sefl, uie coasts of Borneo and ]
Java for some tidings of the ill fated
Sirdar.
To examine every sand patch and i
[ tree covered shoal in the China sea was |
an impossible task. All the Orient
I could do was to visit the principal is- j
j lands and institute inquiries among the
fishermen and small traders. At last,
| the previous night, a Malay, tempted
I by hope of reward, boarded the vessel
when lying at anchor off the large is
land away to the south and told the
captain a wondrous tale of a devil
haunted place inhabited by two white
spirits, a male and a female, whither
a local pirate named Taung S'Ali had
gone by chance with his men and suf
fered great loss. But Taung S'Ali was
bewitched by the femnle spirit and had
returned there with a great force,
swearing to capture her or perish. The
spirits, the Malay said, had dwelt upon
the island for many years. His father
and grandfather knew the place and
feared it. Taung S'Ali would never be
seen again.
This queer yarn was the first indica
tion they received of the whereabouts
of any persons who might possibly be
shipwrecked Europeans, though not
survivors from the Sirdar. Anyhow,
the tiny dot lay in the vessel's north
ward track, so a course was set to ar
rive off the island soon after dawn.
Events on shore, as seen by the offi
cer on watch, told their own tale.
Wherever Dynks are fighting there is
mischief on foot, so the Orient took a
hand in the proceedings.
But Sir Arthur Deane, after an ago
nized scrutiny of the weird looking
persons escorted by the sailors to the
water's edge, sadly acknowledged that
neither of these could be the daughter
whom he sought. He bowed his head
in humble resignation, and he thought
he was the victim of a cruel hallucina
tion when Iris' tremulous accents
reached his ears:
"Father, father! Don't you know
me?"
He stood up. amazed and trembling.
"Yes. father, dear, it is I, your own
little girl given back to you."
They had some difficulty to keep him
In the boat, and the man pulling atroke
smashed a stout oar with the next
wrench.
And ho they met at last, and the sall
ors left them alone to crowd round
Anstrutber and ply him with a hun
dred questions. Although he fell in with
their humor and gradually pieced to
gether the stirring story which was
\ Implemented each instant by the ar
rival of disconsolate I>yaks and the
comments of the men who returned
from cave and beach, his soul was tilled
with the sight of Iris and her father
;:ud the happy, inconsequent demands
with whUh each sought to ascertain
and relieve the extent of the otber'a
anxiety.
Then Irk culled to iiim:
"Hubert, 1 want you."
The use of his Christian name creat
ed s miethlng ultiu to a sensation. Sir
Arthur I'eane was startled, even In his
bUBMMtlKMe delight at finding his
iliili! uninjured, the picture of rude
health and happiness.
Anstrather advanced.
"This is my father." she cried, shrill
with jcy. "And. father darling, this
- - -*
Awl to they met at lost,
is Captain Robert Anstrutber. to whom
alone, under God's will, I owe my life
many, many times since the moment
the Sirdar was lost."
It was no time for questioning. Sir
Arthur Deane took off liis hat and held
out his liand.
"Captain Anstrutber." he said, "as I
owe you my daughter's life I owe you
that which I can never repay. And I
- ? you my own life, too, for I could not
e survived the knowledge that she
w. .1 dead."
Robert took the proffered hand.
"I think. Sir Arthur, that of the two
I am the more deeply indebted. There
are some privileges whose value can
not he measured, and among them the
privilege of restoring your daughter to
your arms takes the highest place."
Then he turned to Iris.
"I think," he said, "that your father
should take you on board the Orient,
Iris. There you may perhaps find
some suitable clothing, eat something
and recover from the exciting events
of the morning. Afterward you must
bring Sir Arthur ashore again, and we
will guide him over the island. I am
sure you will find much to tell him
meanwhile."
The baronet could not fail to note
the manner in which these two ad
dressed each other, the fearless love
which leaped from eye to eye. the calm
acceptance of a relationship not to be
questioned or gainsaid. Robert and
Iris, without spoken word on the sub
ject, had tacitly agreed to avoid the
slightest semblance of subterfuge as
unworthy alike of their achievements
and their love.
"Your suggestion is admirable," cried
Sir Arthur. "The ship's stores may
provide Iris with some sort of rig-out,
and an old friend of hers is on board at
tins moment, little expecting her pres
ence. Lord Ventnor has accompanied
me in my search. He will, of course,
be delig/.ted"?
Anstrutber flushed a deer* hronv.e. hut
Iris broke in:
"Father, why did he come with you?"
Sir Arthur, driven into this sudden
squall of explanation, became digni
fied.
"Well, you see, my dear, under the
circumstances he felt an anxiety al
most commensurate with my own."
"But why. why?"
Iris was quite calm. With Robert
near, she was courageous. Even the
perturbed baronet experienced a new
sensation as bis troubled glance fell be
fore ber searching eyes. His daughter
had left bim a joyous, heedless girl.
He found her a woman, strong, self re
liant. purposeful. Yet be kept on,
choosing the most straightforward
means as the only honorable way of
clearing a course so beset with unsus
pected obstacles.
"It is only reasonable, Iris, that your
affianced husband should suffer an ag
ony of apprehension on your account
and do all that was possible to effect
your rescue."
"My?affianced?husband?"
"Well, my dear girl, perhaps that is
hardly the correct phrase from your
point of view. Yet you cannot fall to
remember that Lord Ventnor"?
"Father, dear," said Iris solemnly,
but In a voice free from all uncertain
ty, "my affianced husband stands here!
We plighted our troth at the very gate
of death. It was ratified in the pres
ence of God and has been blessed by
him. I have made no compact with
Lord Ventnor. ne is a base and un
worthy man. Did you but know the
truth concerning him yon would not
mention his name in the sume breath
with mine. Would he, Robert?"
I
"He advised by me, Sir Arthur, and
you, too, Iris," he said. "This is no
hour for explanations. Leave me to
leal with Lord Veutuor. I am couteut
to trust the ultimate verdict to you, Kir
Arthur. You will learu iu due course
till that has happened. Go o< hoard,
iris. Meet Lord Ventnor as yon would
no et unj other friend. You will not
Uiarrj I.:.it, 1 know. 1 ean trust you."
"I am \ery much obliged to you."
tnuraiv. ed the baronet, who, notwith
r .nd'tig his worry, was fir too experi
mccd a man of the world not to ae
kiiowiedtte the good sense of this ad
vice, no matter how ruffianly mitrht be
the guise of the struuge person who
gave it.
"That is settled, then," said Robert,
lam ..ing good naturedly, for he well
knew what a weird spectacle he must
present to the bewildered old geutle
| matt.
I. ett Sir Arthur I tea tie was fascinat
ed ' y the ragged and hairy giaut who
car .td htniseif so inuaterfully and
ltd; eU e\ erybody over tlie stile at tlie
' rigi't moment. He tried to develop the
: chinve iu tlie conversation.
"Liy the way," lie said, "how cume
I y hi t) be on tlie Sirilar? I have a list
; of all ihe passengers and crew, and
your name does not appear therein."
"t?h, that is easily accounted for. I
slii; ;?h1 a> a steward in the name of
j Robert JenUs."
"Robert Jeuks! A steward!"
"Yes. That tortus some part of the
promised explanation."
Iris tyipld y gathered the drift of her
lover's wishes.
"Come, father," she cried merrily.
I am aching to s e what the ship's
stores, which you and Robert pin your
faith to, can do for are in the shape of
1 garments. 1 have tlie utmost belief in
the Iiritlsh navy, nial even a skeptic
.??hould be convinced of its infallibility
; if H. M. S. Orient is aide to provide a
! i,..i?'u ..itttit "
r? iiuuii.
Sir Arthur He :ie gladly availed him
I Keif of tin1 pr. i'ertd compromise, lie
a- d Iris into tlie boat, though that
| active young pcrsau was far better
1 :.bie I > >? tpjiort liirn. and a word to the
officer in cumiuuiid scut the gig flying
back to tlie ship. Austruther during a
momentary delay made u small request
on his own account. Lieuteuunt Play
don. nearly as big a man as Robert,
dispatched a note to his servant, and
the gig speedily returned with a com
plete assortment of clothing and linen.
The man also brought a dressing case,
with the result that a dip in the bath
and ten minutes In the hands of an ex
pert valet made Anstruther a new man.
Acting under his advice, the bodies
of the dead were thrown into the la
goon, the wounded were collected in
the hut. to be attended to by the ship's
surgeon, and the prisoners were parad
ed in front of Mir Jan, who identified
every u?::a and fwr.d by counting
heacs th. t none was missing.
Robert did not forget to write out a
formal notice and fasten it to the rock.
This proceeding further mystified the
officers of the Orient, who had gradual
ly formed a connected idea of the great
fight made by the shipwrecke! pair,
though Anstruther squirmed inwardly
when he thought of the manuer in
which Iris would picture the scene.
As it was, he had the first innings, and
he did not fail to use the opportunity.
In tlie few terse words which the mili
tant Briton best understands he de
scribed the girl's fortitude, her unflag
ging cheerfulness, her uncomplaining
readiness, to do and dare.
When he ended, the first lieutenant,
who commanded the boats sent in pur
suit of the flying Dyaks?the Orient
sank both sampans as soon as they
were launched?summed up the gener
| al verdict:
"You do uot need our admiration,
j Captain Anstruther. Each man of us
envies you from the bottom of bis
soul."
"There is an error about my rank,"
he said. "I did once hold a commission
in the Indian array, but I was court
martialed and cashiered In Hongkong
six months ago. I was unjustly con
victed on a grave charge, and I hope
some day to clear myself. Meanwhile
I am a mere civilian. It was only
Miss 1 mane's generous sympathy
which led her to mention my former
rank, Mr. Playdou."
Had another of the Orient's twelve
pounder shells suddenly hurst in the
midst of the group of officers It would
have created less dismay than this un
expected avowal. Court martlaled!
Cashiered! None but a service man
can grasp the awful significance of
those words to the commissioned ranks
of the army and navy.
Anstrnther well knew what ie was
doing. Somehow he fouud nothing hard
in the performance of these penances
now. Of course the ugly truth must
be revealed the moment Lord Ventnor
heard his name. It was not fair to the
good fellows crowding around him and
offering every attention that the frank
hospitality of the British sailor could
suggest to permit them to adopt the
tone of friendly equality which rigid
discipline if nothing else would not al
low them to maintain.
The first lieutenant hy reason of his
rank was compelled to say something.
"That is a devilish bad Job, Mr. An
Itruther," he blurted out.
"Well, yon know I had to tell you."
He smiled unaffectedly at the won
dering circle. He. too, was an officer
and appreciated their sentiments. They
were unfelgnedly sorry for him. a man
so brave and modest, such a splendid
type of the soldier and gentleman, yet
by their common law an outcast. Nor
could they wholly understand his de
meanor There was a noble dignity in
his candor, a conscious innocence that
disdained to shield itself under a par
tial truth.
The first lieutenant again phrased
the thoughts of his juniors.
"I and every other man in the ship
cannot help but sympathize with you.
But whatever may be your record?if
you were an esen; ? I convict, Mr. An
itrutker no one < :M withhold from
you the praise (reserved for your mag
nificent Ktand against overwhelming ?
odds. Our duty is plain. We will briug
you to Singapore, where the others will
no douht w ish to go inimediately. I
will tell the captain what you have l>een
good enough to ucquaint us with. Mean
j while we will give you every assistance ,
(nd er- attention in our power." (
A murmur of approbation ran
1 through tl.e little circle. Robert's face
paled somewhat. What first rute chaps
they were, to be sure!
"1 can inly thank you," he said un
steadily. "Your kindness is more try
i lng than adversity."
A rustle of silk, the intrusion Into the
intent knot of men of a young lady in
; a I'arls gown, a l'aris hat, carrying a
Trouvllle parasol and most exquisitely
gloved and booted, made every one
gasp.
"Oh, Robert, dear, how could you? I
actually didn't know you!"
Thus Iris, bewitchingly ,.!red, was
gazing now with provoking lmlration
at Ito n-rt, who certainly .vie I almost
, us great a contrast to his former state
as did the girl herself. He returned
1 licr look with interest.
"Would any man believe," he laugh
ed. "that clothes would do so much for
a woman?"
"What n left handed compliment! i
Hut come, dearest. Captain Fitzroy j
and Lord Yen.tnor have come ashore
with father and uie. They want us to
show theiu everything! You will ex
cuse him, won't you?" she added, with
a scrap!.Ic > ile to the others.
They walked off together.
"Jimmy!" gasped a fat midshipman
to u lanky youth. "She's got on your
: togs!"
Manning thnt Iris had ransacked the |
Orient's theatrical wardrobe and pounc
ed on the swell outtit of the principal
female Impersonator in the ship's com
pany.
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The Methodist General Confer
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Kev. Dr. James Atkins wan
born in Knoxville, Tenn , A prill
18, 1850, and is the sou of Kev..
James and Mary F. Atkins. His
boyhood days were spent in Fast
Tennessee and Southwest Vir
ginia. He received his education
at Kiceville Academv and Emory
and Henry. He wax licensed to.
preuch in 1870, and became t*
member of the Hotston Confer
ence In 187(5 he was married to
\li-s Ella Branner, and they
iave three children living. Hew
he originator of the Bible
IVachers Study Circle, w hich is
taken up by all other churebeB.
lie stands toremost in Sunday
school work, and is the author^
of -everal books and pamphlets,
on Sunday-school subjects. He
has been u member of the UeueTal;
Conference since 1890. He re
ceived the honorary degree oK
1). D. from his ulma mater_
Emory and Henry. For a num
ber of years he lies been Sunday
School secretary.
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ui-v. wr. .iuun .j nines i lgert
was born in Louisville, Ky.?.
November 25, 185(5, the eon ok"
John .lumen and Mary VanVegb
ten Tigert. Hie early years were
spent in Louisville, where he wat*
in the High School for ten years.
He graduated at Vanderbilt Uni
versitv, in which institution he
spent four years. For two yearn
he was a student in Southern
baptist Theological Seuiiuary in
Louisville. He was licensed to
preach September, 1875, by the
Broadway Church quarterly con
ference. From 1881 to 1800 ho
was a professor in Vanderbilt
University. After serving years
in the pastorate he was elected
book editor and editor of the
Methodist Review in 1894. A?
editor, educator and author he
ranks among the highest in the
church.
For eight years he has been
secretary of the General Confer
ence, where he is recognized as.
one of the foremost partiarnen
tarians and ecclesiastical lawyer*
of the Methodist Episcopal
Church, South. His residence ia
in Nashville, TenD.
Rev. Dr. Seth Ward was born,
in Leon county, Tex., November
1, 1858, theson ofSamuelGoode
and Sarah Ann W'vche Ward.
His boyhood days were spent in
work on a Texas farm. He at
tended the public schools of the
county. From his youth he waa
a student, aDd though his early
advantages in an educational,
way were limited, by close appli
cation in private study he haa
become somewhat of a Greek and
Latin scholar. He received the
honorarv degree from South
western University, Georgetown*
Tex.
He was licensed to preach
November 0, 1881, and joined
the Northwest Texas Conferente*
and was afterwards transferred
to the Texas Conference. He was
married January 5, 1886, to
Miss Margaret E. South, and
they have three children. Ho
has beeu a member of the General
Conference since 1894. In May,
1902, he was appointed assis
tant missionary secretary, with,
headquarters at Nashville.
Dev. T. J. Gattls Dead.
Charlotte, N. C., May 25.?Tb#
Kev. Thomas Jefferson Gattia, &
minister of the gospel and mem
ber of the North Carolina M. E.
conference for 45 years, died afc
his home here today, aged 68.
Mr. (iattis came into prominence
years ago through a suit ineti-.
tuted against Dr. J. C. Kilgo,
president of Trinity College, in
which he alleged that Dr. Kilgo
had defamed his character by
slanderous statements to the.
conference.
The case was fought out in th*
courts for ten years, went to the
supreme court twice, that bench
each time granting a rehearing,
and finally just a short time ago
was thrown out of Wake super
ior court on the defendant's mo-,
tion to non-suit.
Overlooked a Bet..
"Tom's a fool!"
"Why, Margery! I thought
you liked him."
"Well, we were sitting on the
sofa last nighC and he bet me
that I couldu * .vhietle. And I
turned to him and puckered
my lips to start, and?"
"Well?" I
"Well, he let wlistk!"?
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