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All in Motion Pictures r 'Of. Read :It Her eThen SEElt ezw'& i ft i i 1 i I r I i r ii it it l r r i c a l is t.-a l a it i .n v t vrii vLV IB J B I Ft II IB ..1111. - W M , . r II IK W W 3 9 If ft mm fl r ' st I t. A B ' "V ;hViV -vA-- - - - ;..L..;t,v-j,;L-,..-.IA IVS tKVW I SYNOPSIS OF rilECEDIXO CHAPTERS. IN THE previous chapter of this fascinating story Pauline sets out for a trjp In a motor boat, accompanied only by Cyrus, her pet bull terrier. Thlt iathe boat In whose hull Owen the night before has bored a hole which Is certain to tend It to the bottom after a few hours. When far down the. bay, Pauline Is horrified to see the boat rapidly filling with water from the gaping hole in the bottom. In the distance he sees a sail and with a prayer on her lips she puts the boat at top speed toward this one chance of life. Written by Char ies Goddard, The Distinguished Playwright (Continued from Last "Week) CHAPTER XL. Copyright, 1914, by the Star Company, All Foreign Rights Reserved. , Y GEORGE, I believe we'd better go after her. She's been out of sight for an hour." Harry Marvin was nervously pacing the deck of the yacht as It lay at anchor in the bay. He had just lowered his glasses for the fiftieth time since Pauline's departure In the motor-boat and had turned to Owen with a look of alarm. "I really don't believe that there is any cause for worry," Mr. Marvin," said the Secretarv blandly. "No cause to worry with a helpless girl, who can't even handle a motor-boat, out .lone to one of the most powerful craft ever built? I think there IS cause.' "She is very capable in all such matters: she -handles an automobile perfectly." : "Perfectly reckless," volleyed Harry. "I believe I'll order the anchor up and go after her." "But In that way we are more likely to lose track of her than by staying here." "That's so," Harry admitted. "But I WOULD like to know what is keeping her out so long. Why, it's nearly time for us to sail." . "She's only taunting us," laughed Owen. "You didn't want to Jet her go out alone In the motor boat; so now she is going to worry you for revenge. "There go the battleships," said Harry, as the far boom of a heavy gun announced the beginning of the target practice. The "sail" that Pauline had sighted from the sinking motor boat and toward which she now drove desperately, was not a sail, as she discovered on closer view. It was a great white sheet of canvas stretched between two masts or uprights that were fixed in the deck of what seemed to be an old canal boat. Pauline was trying to puzzle out the meaning of the strange craft and Its peculiar rig when suddenly her at tention was gripped by a graver problem. The engine of the motor boat had stopped. The water which now half-filled the little vessel had found its way at last through the protection-walls around the motor. Without propulsion, the nead of the boat swung slowly around, and, within a hundred feet of the goal she sought, Pauline felt herself baffled anew. The motor boat began to drift Pauline seized an oar and plied it with all her strength. She managed to swing the boat again, and, standing almost knee deep in water, paddling now on one side, now on the other, she fought on toward the sheeted huik. It was only a question of time now. The water continued to flow in through tha subtle leak that Raymond Owen had cut in the bottom of the boat. Pauline could feel the rise of the water; she could feel the in creasing weight of the craft as the paddling became more and more difficult. On the seat behind her, with his paws still set patiently upon the now useless wheel, the little bull terrier waited and watched without a whimper. "It IS a canal boat," Pauline said to her- self, a3 she forced the sinking boat past the stern of the hulk. "And it's anchored; there are the chains. I wonder what in the world !t is for." She began to call again, hoping that there might be some one aboard the vessel; but no answer came. There was not the slight est sign of life on the deck or in the low-set cabin. A sudden gulping groan and Pauline felt f h vfsv $ 7L? r'v kvJ- f iisi 'JijSP?' ty , j Vj f-LZ J .. ltirt t v Nffi,'V' if1 Ji? 5 Ultima J B -.R-fcTTMIIIIHlWiri MM sss is ssssjssum. ; 7 11 the motor boat quiver from stem to stern. Two more desperate paddle strokes and she was within reach of the forechains of the hulk. She stepped back, caught Cyrus under her arm and then, Just as the water filled launch was sucked into the sea from beneath her feet, she grasped the chains and swung herself to the side of the mys terious barge. In spite of the weird loneliness, the puz tling suroundings, the fearful uncertainty that still beset her, she reached the low deck with a prayer of thanks on her lips. Here was safety, at least for a time. Here were solid planks under her feet Here was probably a kind of shelter if need be. She moved toward the door of the cabin to In vestigate. Cyrus ran ahead of her, sniffing suspiciously at every corner. But he made no SIsn i aiscovery, ana r auune stepped down the rickety steps Into the dim cabin without fear. There was not a sign of human habitation, save a small pine table, two tottering chairs and the wreck of an old desk furnishings so weak from age and wear that they seemed to have been abandoned as part of the useless hulk. But was it abandoned? Was It useless? Pauline asked herself again as she explored' a small cupboard in the wall. Surely there mi.Rt ho anm nhw in it. .nrh f must be such a battered ruin out at sea. Surely even some one must have rigged up the strange sail as a sort of signal. And that someone Paullnfl trnstpd and nrnvpH wnnlrt cnma ana find her and take her back to Harry. chairs nnrt hn tn vrinv tho w,t firm. dud Bai uuwu uu one 01 me auaKinK the bottom of her dress. Cyrus came back from his tour of inspection apparently -satis- fied that all was safe. He sat before Pauline and so reported with his confident eyes, "Oh, you precious puppy! What would I do now if you were not with me?" cried Pauline, suddenly catching him In her arms. He barked joyously, but next instant with a wild squirming, he tore himself free and dashed out of the cabin, yelning wildly. Pauline, too, had felt and heard strange things. The hulk had suddenly trembled with a peculiar fore-and-aft motion, and next instant, on the seaward sld3, sounded the mighty splash of some huge missile flung into the waves. Pauline breathlessly followed Cyrus to the deck. She found the dog standing under the great sheet of sail-cloth, looking up at it and barking. Through the cloth there was a hole as large around as the body of a man. Pauline gazed in wonder, but her be wilderment was brief. Before Bhe had time to search ix mind for possibilities, the mystery was clearly and alarmingly solved for her. There was a weird whistling sound, a crash that seemed to turn the hulk over on its side, and the aft section of the little cabin was torn to splinters by a battleship projectile. The huge messenger of destruc tion drove its way through the outer side of the cabin below the water line. The distant "boom!" of the gun followed it There was no longer any doubt in the mind of Pauline. AH flashed clearly now the meeting with the young pfficers the day before, their errand of buying a barge for a naval target What a fool she had been not to have thought of that the moment she saw the sail! But what else could she have done but seek refuge here anyway? There was no other place. It was only the pity, the helplessness, the hopelessness of ex changing one form of death for another of finding new peril where she hoped to have found shelter and ultimate rescue that har rowed her now. She tried to make her way down into the cabin. She found the way clear. But in side there was havoc. Nothing was left but the old desk and one of the cnairs The This Is from tfie Motion Picture of "Pauline" by ths famous "I believe there ii somebody swimming' in that tea," roof of the cabin had crumpled In over the place where the shell had gone through. The place was stifling with the dust of debris. And, more terrifying than all. through the rift in the cabin floor came up the first seeping of the sea. Pauline watched for a minute, In a sort Of fascination of fear, the slow mounting of the water. But another crash on deck drew her there. . This time she found that one of the tall masts which had held the target had been broken oft in the middle by a projectile. The target drooped into a flabby triangle upon the other mast. But still across the water the booming of the guns sounded. There must be other tar gets near, Pauline thought Surely this one was useless now. . Her surmise was refuted in its very mo ment of utterance. A fourth projectile, fall ing short, cleft the water into white spume as it struck the side of the hulk. Thrown to the deck by the impact, Pauline crawled again to the cabin. Cyrus had stopped barking and followed her, a mute companion of her despair. As she stepped to the floor of the cabin her feet felt again the chill of water. It was an inch deep in the cabin. It was com ing in from two sides now. Pauline made her way to the old desk, opened it and felt its farthest crevices. Even in her dire straits, a little cry of Joy came to her lips as she found the stub of a nanlil Tut. nV nsvtn a mJm - J "th'e werT completed Ve moment triumph. Pauline wrote hastily: . "Am on board your target It is sink ing. Help! PAULINE MARVIN." "Oh, Cyrus, can you do It? Can you do It and not be drowned yourself?" she cried, childishly, but very seriously, to the dog as she carried him to the deck. Clin mnnA,l V. V M . 1- 1 lh; LrJlTl, j 7 na: xJl "early the line of battleships, fringed with IT and pointing off with the other: "That's where you must go, Cyrus. Here, take this --'D UUq u nwuu TVIVU vuo to Harry! Jump! The animal hesitated a moment, as if It realized that the familiar trick was not to be so easily played here as on the veranda at home. But when Pauline urged him U the rail and pointed to the water, he plunged in. For an Instant the little while body vanished beneath the surface, but, as Pauline watched, hreathless, she saw it rise again. Cyrus still held the paper in his teeth, as he swam off sturdily toward the ships. Pauline gazed after the tiny form until It was beyond her vision. "Target No. 1 seems dead, sir. Shall we take up a new position and open on No. b ! asked Lieutenant Selwyn, saluting his com mander on the forward deck of the flagship. "How many hits on No. 1?" asked the white haired Admiral. ' "Four out of four shots, sir two oh the target and two in the hulk." "Going down, 1 suppose?" Selwyn levelled his glasses out over the water. "Apparently she Is, sir. The target is hanging by one mast. It wouldn't register a hit if we made it." "Very well, take on No. 6." "Just a moment, sir," said Selwyn In a puzzled voice. He still held the glasses to bis eyes, but was scanning not the target now, but the waves between the battleship and target. "Would you mind looking, sir? I believe there is some one or something swimming In that sea." The Admiral took the glasses. "Sea gull, probably," he smiled at the young officer. "I suppose you'll have us putting a boat over to rescue a porpoise from drowning one of these days." "No, but" "Um-ni yes, by George, there is some thing. It looks like what- is it, anyway? It doesn't swim like a man." "Shall we see, sir?" "By. all means." Down the deck Selwyn's ringing voice sounded a command. In an instant a ship's boat was being lowered with a full crew. As they reached the water the Admiral reached the rail above them. "I've found out what it is," he called down with a laugh. "It's a dog." "Shall we come back, sir?" asked Selwyn Paths Players said Selwyn. ft Nfi 5 , r??r. vjl Jh 1 t No. I want to save the dog, and I want to find But what It's got in its mouth." The boat shot away from the side of the , ship toward the tossing white dot amont the waves that marked the weakening prog ress of little Cyrus. As the boat drew up to him, the strong hands of Selwyn reached down and plucked the exhausted, chilled, quivering form from the water. But Selwyn was not Harry. And Cyrus had been told to take the paper to Harry. He growled as the Lieutenant tried to pull Pauline's drenched note from the-set teeth. "You'll have to hold him, even if he bites a couple of us," said Selwyn to the men nearest him. "We've got to see this note." The sailors gripped the struggling Cyrus, body and head, while Selwyn forced open the snapping Jaws. Cyrus fought to the last, but there was not enough strength left in him to prevent his defeat A swift glance at the paper, and Selwyn muttered an oath In his excitement "MaRe for that wrecked target ovet there No. 1," he shouted. "Put all you'vt got Into it. There's a girl on board the hulk and it's sinking. As the men strained eagerly to the oars and the, boat shot through the waves, Sel wyn stood up with the signal flags and wig wagged to the waiting Admiral on the deck of the battleship the strangest news that that war-scarred veteran had ever received at sea. Pauline crept back to the cabin after dis patching Cyrus on his desperate errand. No more shots fell near the target, but the boom of guns continued distantly.' A great loneliness appalled her heart She was een remorseful now for having sent the dog to an almost certain death in the tower ing waves. How could that tiny body buf fet the sea for miles? It seemed to Pauline now that she would rather have him with her at the end. For the end loomed very near. The cabin of the wrecked target-boat was now a lake, from .the force of the Inrush of the ever widening leak, partly from the violent rock ing of the bulk. Pauline sat down on the tou step of the cabin entrance, and, with her hands pressed to her face,-watched the rapid rising of the tide. Every new inch damp ened on the line of the dry wall marked a moment's progress toward her doom. "If I could only make It seem that I dldnt get into trouble with the motor boatl" she said to herself. Harry will never forgive himself for let Ong me go. I shall have broken his heart, and I shall be dead and unable to comfort him. Oh, if I ever by any chance should be saved, I will marry him, marry him. marry him to-morrow, and never do another foolish thing as long as I live." A sudden lurch otthe side-heavy craft sent a splash of water to her boot-top. Sbe drew back and got to her feet She was not afraid of the dampness, for she was drenched head to foot from her frantic endeavors to stay me ic-bks in uie caoiu; qui mese insin- natlng, subtle tongues-of water that grew more and more menacing each moment made her shudder. She thought of the man In "Tollers of the Sea" who had sat In the rock-cleft while the tide crept np over him and killed him. But' be had wanted to die. He had lost the one he loved. Sbe sbe wanted, with all the strength of her pulsing youth, to live and love, It seemed hours .luce she had rent the uug ufriiiuaiu, uui una mew lum mo snips tnat loomea cieariy to ner vuion were rlly miles away. Kite malked to the fitrwarH Ann It nrA Ion rit4 Atralnaf th nth Tlvlng mast of the target ' ...... ...... . v w...-, M pinni Into the mast By Arrangement , :.'. ''. W '!!. i ... '.."ft $ !:' '. 'j'M.y.' .i'.'- V vV ." V:.' ' . u-.- ;"::'..': -i,, ,' Jhls Is from the Motion Picture of "Pauline" by the Famous Paths Players "Now don't scold us Cyrus and me!" commanded Pauline at intervals, on either side, had been driven heavy spikes to be used as steps by the riggers in adjusting the target Pauline wondered why some one was not sent to repair the target. Even .here on deck she could feel-the surging of the water in the cabin and In the hold. Now and then the oraft writhed to one side, or trembled like a living thing as the deadly waters rolled from one end to the other. There came a sudden sound almost Ilka a blast from the hold. She felt the deck quiver under her and next Instant water came bulging up through a huge rent in the planks. At the same time the little cabin seemed to boil over. From its burst windows and through its companlonway the water poured out npon the deck, which was awash a foot deep within a minute. Pauline, standing by the mast, shud dered, and shut her eyes. She climbed the mast two steps and looked down, -like a trapped wild thing, at bay but helpless be fore an unrelenting foe. She climbed higher, step by step, as the water rose. The torture of the slow death was become almost unendurable. She waB on the point of uttering a prayer for de liverance In death. It seemed Incredible that the flooded vessel could keep afloat now. She could not look at the rising waters any longer. l?he kept her eyes fixed on the sky or on the far-rolling reaches of the waves that would so soon be her tomb. Gazing thus, she suddenly thrust her hand to her eyes as a sun-shield and scanned the surface of the sea Intently. Was It could It be a boat? She could not believe it. What she believed was that she was going isane. She knew that peupie wrecKea at sea am tnat. and Imagined they were rescued when there' was no chance or hope. And yet. fascl- natea, she looked again, and this time hearing corroborated sight. For, from the tossing gray speck on the billows, came, distinctly, stridently, hopefully, a seaman's hail. 1 Pauline tried to call' bac, but emotion choked her. She waB trembling so that she could hardly keep her grasp on the mast. The boat came on with splendid speed. But such speed was, needed. Selwyn's keen eye could see that without his glasses.- "Hang on!" he cried cheerily through his megapnone. -we n &e there in a Jump! jump; - ne nnisnea wildly as he saw Ik. target boat topple, saulrm and olunea. tBm first, to the bottom. Pauline had jumped. For a moment the waves enveloped her. But rising, she had strength and heart to swim, and, within a minute's time she had been lifted into the shin's boat Cyrus came creeping toward her, his ears adroop with the chagrin of having delivered her mennare to the wrong person. Raymond Owen, standing at the rail of the yacht forward, felt a silent presence be- nina mm. lie turned to confront Klees. the old sailor, who had seen Pauline off that morning In the motor boat "Whsrf In the world are yon standing there xor uu a gnostr demanded the secretary. "T teal,ln,l n ..L , ... "I wanted w mom iur m wuro wim von. sir." "Well, a word shout what?" "I wanted to ask why you scuttled that motor boat." WhlBDemd ICWo- hta a..lK seared face twletlna itself into n nri .n4 inninua .in grin. Kjmona Owen rssoed. For the (lint time in all the sordid record of his crimes A tun At-j.t .w ncD uiamiuru. uiiwuTBreu. rnr an in stant he gasod at Klegg with the wild, bits- with the Eclectic Film Company. - ..- ,UH'' Ing eyes of a trapped beast; It seemed that he was about to spring upon the possessor of his HAcrpt. Rut nuinklv ha niAflterAd him self. He did not waste words in pretense or bravado. ? ' "You saw?" he asked. '"Yes, I saw," mimicked Klegg grimly. "And for what I saw I want my price." "You shall have It. Here." Owen drew out his wallet and nervously extracted three $100 bank notes. "This will show you that T mno n what T aav Wa'11 tallr th ?Aat over later. Go! Here comes Marvin." Harry, with his alarm for Pauline writ plainly on his drawn face, paused only for a word with the secretary- "If she's not back In half an hour, I'm going out after her with the small boats. You'll command , one and I'll take the other." "I am beginning to think that Is best," said Owen. Harry went down the comnantonway to the cabin. The secretary paced slowly down the after-deck. Klegg, leaning against the rail and defiantly smoking a cigar against'' the rules of the yacht, greeted him with an- ' other grin. "My price Is Just $50,000, Mr. Owen," he announced. "I talk business straight from the shoulder." Owen gave no sign of emotion. He seemed to be looking off, absent-mindedly. over the bay, where the dusk was bringing out' one DT one nd tler 'er tne HshtS) of boat and wharf anO town. They were alone on the after deck. Klegg stood at the very end of the rail, his back against the last upright, one foot on the middle rung. . "You mean," said Owen stepping close t him. But he did not finish the sentence. In stead he lunged at the sailor, caught htm D3r tne throat and arm and swung him madly lTom lne protecting rail. On the naked edge of the deck they strug gled for a moment But Owen's strength was not great his courage not enduring. Into the darkening water beside the yacht It was he. not Klegg, who tell. Klegg watched the form of the secretary sink, rise and glide away, on the running tide. A choking cry, and It vanished again. There were sounds on the other side of the deck forward that drowned the cry and drew the attention of Klegg. He walked Into the companlonway and looked down. Selwyn and his men were Helping Pauline from the battleship's boat to the deck, Harry came rushing from the cabin "Now don't scold us Cyrus and me," commanded Pauline, "If yon say 1 told Wn ao' I'll I'll" She caught from the deck filg cardboard wt paper box that one of the sailors had lust emptied. , "B"t I M lll you so," Insisted Harry. "However, thank heaven" His words were stifled under the envelop- ,n bo which Pauline brought down over nls hBa' with a crash. tore It off crossly, but her beamln ' face the unutterable relief of finding her again left no room for anger In his heart Bh came toward him with outstretched arms. "And this time It Is true I'm all through wun aaventures. Harry, -I'm going to" "Marry me? Polly I Do you mean It?" "Yes." As he Clasned her In 'him mi tfcol forms, silhouetted In the lights of the yacht against the darkness beyond, were the last vision of drowning man, who rose for the time, tried to shout sgaln, but, strangled k ih. . . .. . iub w eater, hhti k iinviT ia nisi ttirmm ' (TUB END)