Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1894-10-18

accidents will happen. even on the
bast-regulated liners Why. there
was my brother Tom, in the Cunard
servlce-same that boast they never
lost a passenger: there was my brother
loan. he was out one day off the New
foundland banks, heavy swell setting
IN from the mormon east. icebergS
ahead. passengers battened down
Bless my soul how that light seems to
come and go, don t it??''
1t was a reflected light, flashing
from the island straight in the cap
tain's eyes, snail and insignificant as
to size. but strong for all that in the
full tropical sunshine. and glittering
like a diamond from vague eleva-
ton near the center of the island
''Seems to come and go in regular
order, the passenger observed reflect
lively, withdrawing his cigar. ''Looks
for all the world Just like naval sig
Mailing"
The capita n paused and shaked his
head a moment. Hanged il that isn't
Just what it is he answered slowly.
sits rigeed-up photograph, and they
are using the Morse code: dash my
eyes If they aren't. " ell. this is CIV
iiization. What the dickens can have
come to the island of Boupari? There
isn't a darned European soul in the
place, nor ever has been Anchorage
unsafe; no harbor; bad reef: too small
for missionaries to make a living. and
natives got nothing worth speaking of
to trade in.
what do they say?" the passenger
asked, with suddenq uickened interest
''How the devil should [ tell you
yet, slr?" the captain retorted with
chOlerlc grumplness. Don't you see
that | am spelling it out, letter by let
ter: o, r, e, S, c. u, e. H. S. C, o. IN, g,
w, e, |, |, a, +, m, e, dyes, yes, Itwig
it," And the captain jotted it down
in his note book for some seconds, sill
emily.
Kun the flag there" he shouted. a
moment later rushing hastily forward.
''Stop her at once. Walker. Easy,
easy Get ready the gig. Well, upon
my soul, there is rum start any
way"
What does the message say" the
passenger inquired. with intense sur
prise
Say? Well, there s what make it
out, the captain answered, handing
him the scrap OF paper on which he
had jotted down the letters. II missed
the beginning, but the ends all
right. Look alive there. boys, will
you. Bring out the Winchester.
Take cutlasses, all hands. I'll go along
myself in her"
The I assenger took the piece of pa
/ per on which he read, and send a
boat to rescue us. Come we'll armed.
Savages on guard. Thurstan, Ellis. +"
In less than three minutes the boat
hD
ca Jtain, with the Winchester six
stern. took command of the tiller.
On the island it was the first day of
Felix and Muriel' s imprisonment in the
! dusty precinct of Tu-Kila-Kila S tenn
pie All the morning through they
had sat under the shade of a smaller
banyan in the outer corner, for Murlel
/ cOlld neither enter the nOisOme hut
nor go near the great tree with the
! skeletons On its branches; nor could
! she sit where the dead savages body,
still fostering in the sun, attracted the
buzzing blue flies by thou
sands to drink up the blood that
lay thick on the earth in d pool
around it. Hard by, the natives sat,
| keen as lvnXeS, in great circle Just
outside the white taboo-line, where,
with setried spears, they kept waite h
and ward over the persons OF their
doubtful gods Of victims. NJ. Peyron,
alone preserving his equanimity Under
these adverse circumstances. hummed
low to himself in very dubious tones;
even he felt mis- French gayety had
somewhat iorsaken him: this revolu-
ton in Boupari failed to excite his
! Partisan ardor.
TO BE CONTINUED.