The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1898-01-09

through tho erimy window panes. A silenct
Other mem answered. the advertisement,
II Know they did," his. daughter said. '.ond
and II there is one man who could help us out
OF all those that answered. he Is here now in thii
him before, But when 1 read the few pages b
sent, Il came to me that ! knew him intimately
from then onward, and TINT he and no other In
all tho world could do tho service which We
or @s directly. ." fn learned snaoi f from that letter aiS THAT that so! you
made poetry, and l felt that the romance OF this
matter would carry you on where any otheI
fall.. with merely commercial instincts would
Then you like poetry, missr,
sometimes Il gets into print"
Would you mind shaking hands with me"
Il want 10 do So" she answered. .if you win
let Tint mean the signing OF our contract,
Jumping ornm big concern osesa an but td I'VE onef iSn against sGSdt snS 4
to print it instead Of those rotton adventure
&EHrFenafs ihhfi{iiS so q l fGRs s Sli Tna wv WHAT "a e the sG poo!
Pile IN this country need is nice rural poetry to
srow an0 and YAH ali t imnsV and fi not te eu't.th h ats stories oIts
they might fill out for. themselves from the
morning newspapers If they only knew the men
,,'IfT can only know you're at home, here, miss,
doing that, can set about this other matter
will be of much good, but you may trust me TO
get out to French Guiana somehow, even il
h hnH' ri Il c %GrF h %SId Wy " M Ihs Clare SG for you snG and %a de:
liver him on board a British ship In the best re-
pair which circumstance will permit. You
but I'm working now for a lady who writes
poetry for the magazines, and you'll sec me go
ishod."
tain TuF fnr aET TO sdot iais f iS tSe C cheFS Is a sea- sss
sufficiently small and naked to be namelcss on
the charts, The Admiralty hydrogTrrHphcrs mark
chart maker has gone further and branded it
a. a .shoal," which seems 70 hint land quite
incorrectly that there is water over 1t, at least
The islet, which is egg.shaped, measures
some lSo Yards across its longer diameter, and
It is sufficiently low in the water for the spin.
drift to whip every inch of its surface during
the wind lifts great layers of sand from off the
roof of tho isle, but even the sea spews up more
sand against the beaches, and SO the bulk of
the isle remains a constant quantity, although
he material whereof 1t is built is no two months
the same.
AS, n residence the place is %singularly undc-
sirahle, and it is probable that until Capt. Owen
Kettle seraped for himself q shelter trench IN
tho middle of the turtle back of sand, the isle
hhd been left severely alone by man throughout
all the centuries.
Still, human breath was hourly drawn in the
immediate neighborhood. and. when the airs
blew toward, the isle, or the brcezcs lay stag
nant; sharp human cries fell dimly on Kettles
equations. The larger wooded isle, which lay
penal settlement Of Cayenne. and the cries
were tho higher notes Of its tragic opera: But
there on business. He had been at much pains
to arrive at, his present situation, and had
earned a bullet scar across the temple during
the process. and as some time was to elapse be.
fore his next move became due, he was filling
up. the intervening hours, by the absorbed pur:
his sand pit. with his teeth set in the butt of
a cold cigar, and raped out tho lines of SON
stained paper. He used tho stubby bullet OF
a revolver, cartridge for lack of moro refined
P psl ibdo and h IBIS w, mu a;u worked @dn T, il ID luS MSo pI ,ns
world went more than usually awry with him.
Even to catalogue the lite scamp's adven-
tnpes since his parting with Miss ia Carnegie in
lengthy book. and they are omitted here in toto
because to detail them would of necessity COM
who do not wish their traffic with Kettle TO be
publicly advertised. Suffice it TO say: then.
ways best known to himself; pervaded Cayenne
under an alias which the local scndarIncrie laid
f hhnpei exchanged .a ansid pistol shots aod with those Si in az, an,
entire penal colony. from the Governor down to
the meanest convict, into a fever of unrest en-,
tii,s VII TIC topSNltl ptiihii. liz "uo ptb "
making temporary. headquarters in n mangrovc
s-amp. and completing his preparations from
h,rd with him. But at last he got his pre-.
liminaries settled. and left his bivouac among
ne lnaddcning MOSQUITOES and the slime and
in a lugsail boat which he annexed by force of
arms from its four original owners.
taking Of that boat was an act of glaring piracy:
but Kettle told himself that SO far as the French
nizod beiiigerent." and so ali the manGuvres Of
war were %candidly open to him. He had no
more more qua Hnas,d in capt capturing ring that lngsail boat st
bay Of Aboukir. He had a depot Of timed meats
creek. and under cover of night he sailed up
and got these on board, and built them in tight
would not shift in the seaway. And finally,
again cloaked by friendly darkness. he ran onto
~; ;n' n 'G CnlIv o5 ~ ff H. cu eord oa scRouc lsie en, hi y n ns oOai
residence where he would be visible only TO God
and the sea fowl. and sat himself down TO wait
for an appointed hour.
BY day the sun drilled him. by night the sea
mists drenched him to the skin, and at times
gales lifted. the surface from the Caribbean and
volleys of singing spindrift. Moreover, he
was constantly pestcred by that local ailncnt,
three trihing wounds bestowed Gy the, gen
darmerie and partly as payment for residence
In The h. m%iasmafie mangroye swamps. 80 that,
and he might. have been pnrdOned had he cursed
Miss Carnegie for sending him on so trouble
some an errand. But he did not do this. He
~Tcmembered that she was occupying herself at
home in Newcastle with the creation OF poetry
for the British magazines. according to their
agreement, and he forgot his discomfort in the
glow of n Mtpcenas. 1t was the first time no
had been q bona fidc patron of letters, and the
pleasure OF it intoxicated him.
a fortnight passed by-ho had given Clare n
fortnight IN tho message he smugg!cd into the
convict station for him.. to make certain pre-
variations and ut tho end of that space of time
Capt. Kettle rolled his MSS. inside an oilskin
cover and addressed il to Miss Carncgio-in
case of accidents. He put beckets on the top of
his cap, slipped his revolver into these. and put
tho cap on his head; and then, stripping to the
buff, he left his form and got up onto tho sand,
and walked down its milk-warm surface to the
waters edge.
Tho ripples rang like a million of the tiniest
bells upon. the. dne shingle, and the stars in tho
velvet night above were reflected in the water.
II was far too still u night for his purpose, far
too dangerously clear. lie would have pro.
fcrred rain, or even half a gale OF wind. But
he had fixed his appointment. and was not
tho man 70 let any detail of added danger make
him break a iryst. SO he waded down into the
lonely sea. and struck out n steady breast
stroke for the Isle de salut, which doomed in low