Willmar tribune., 1898-06-14
PART vi.
CHAPTER XXXII.

PART VI.
CHAPTER NNXII.
THE TREASURE HUNT-THE VOICE
AMONG THE TREES.
Partly from the damping influence
of this alarm, partly to rest Silver and
the sick folk, the whole party sat down
as soon as they had gained the brow Of
the ascent.
The plateau being somewhat tilted
toward the west, this spot on which
pect on either hand. Before us, over
the tree-tops, we beheld the Cape of the
Woods fringed with surf; behind, we
not only looked down upon the anchor
age and Skeleton island, but saw-clear
across the spit and the eastern low
lands-a great field of open sea upon
the east. Sheer above us rose the Spy
glass, here dotted with single pines,therc
black with precipices. There was no
sound but that Of the distant breakers,
mounting from all round, and the chirp
Of countless insects in the brush. Not
a man, not sail upon the sea; the very
largeness of the view increased the
sense of solitude.
Silver, as he sat, took certain bear
ings with his compass.
There are three tall trees,'" said
he, "about in the right line from Skele-
ton island. 'Spy-glass shoulder take
it, means that lower pint there. It's
child's play to find the stuff now. I've
half mind to dine first"
Il don't feel sharp" growlcd Morgan.
'Thinkin' O. Flint-I think it were-'as
done me-"
"Ah, well, my son, you praise your
stars he's dead" said Silver.
''TIe was an ugly devil cried a third
pirate, with shudder; that blue in the
face, too!"
THAT was how the rum took him."
added Merry. blue! we'll, ] reckon he
was blue. That's true word."
Ever since they had found the skele-
ton and got upon this train of thought
they had spoken lower and lower, and
they had almost got to whispering by
now, so that the sound of their talk
hardly interrupted the silence of the
wood. All Of sudden, out Of the mid
die Of the trees in front of us, thin,
high, trembling voice struck up the
well-known air and words:
Fifteen men on the dead mans chest
J.. Yo-ho-ho. ard a bottle of rum!''
Inever have seen men more dreadful
ly affected than the pirates. The color
went from their six faces like enchant-
ment; some leaped to their feet, some
clawed hold of others; Morgan groveled
on the ground.
''It's Flint, by y" cried Merry.
The song had stopped as suddenly as
it began-broken off, you would have
said, in the middle of note, as though
some one had laid his hand upon the
singers mouth. Coming so far through
the clear, sunny atmosphere among the
green tree-tops, thought it had sound
ed airily and sweetly, and the effect on
my companions was the stranger
"Come," said Silver, struggling with
his ashen lips to get the word out, that
won't do. Stand by to- go about. This
is rum start, and I can't name the
voice, but it's some one slylarking-
some one that's flesh and blood, and
you may lay to that
His courage had come back as he
spoke, and some of the color to his face
along with it. Already the others had
begun to lend an ear to this encourage
ment, and were coming little to them
selves, when the same voice broke out
again-not this time singing, but in a
faint, distant hail, that echoed yet
fainter among the clefts OF the Spy
glass.
'Darby M'Graw," it wailed-for that
is the word that best describes the
sound 49, DARBY M'Graw! Darby
M'Graw!" again and again and again.
and then rising little higher, and with
an oath that leave out: "Fetch aft the
rum, Darby!"
The buccaneers remained rooted to
the ground, their eyes starting from
their heads. Long after the voice had
died away they still stared in silence,
dreadfully, before them.
THAT fixes it," gasped one. Lets
co. ~. - j.
''They was his last Words" .moaned
Morgan; ''his last words above-board.' -
Dick had his Bible out and was pray
ing volub1y. He had been well brought
up, had Dick, before he came to sea
and fell among bad companions.
+ Still, Silver was unconquered.. ! could
. hear his teeth rattle in his head; but he
had not yet surrendered. 4 s*
Nobody in this here island ever
4 heard Of Darby he muttered; mot one
but Us that's here. And then, making