The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1903-03-01

Scared he says; aye. right ys are, mo
bully"
'1t's Cy Riders fault" the three de-
ciarsd. after two hours talk. No busi-
ness giving US . schooner with Tnost
aboard. scoovy or no ecoovy. island o. no
sea in the haunted hooker called the Idaho
Lass"
No more they did On board the schooner
they had faced the supernatural with some
kind Of courage born Of the occasion. Once
on shore. and no money could hire. no pow
TIE affair ended Ia . grand wrangie in
Cy Riders back ONCE. and Just twenty
four hours later the bark Elftruda, Captain
Jens Petersen, cleaFed from Portland, bound
for "a cruise to South Pacific ports-in bal
last"
Two years after this 1 took Ally Bazan
with me on q duck-shooting excursion in
the "Toolies'' back Of Sacramento. for hs
In a handy man about 4 camp and can row
boat as softly As a drifting cloud.
We went about in . cabin cat OF some
thirty feet over all. the rowboat towing
astern Sometimes we did not go ashore to
camp. but slept aboard. On the second night
of this expedition woke in my blankets
on the floor Of the cabin to see the square
of gray light that stood for the cabin door
darkened by-it gave me- the same old start
"a sheeted hgure
1t was going up the two steps to the
deck Beyond question 1t had been in the
cabin. l started up and followed 1t. I was
too frightened not to-K you can see what
/ mean BY the time / had got the blankets
off and had thrust my head above the level
of .xe cabin hatch. the figure was already
in the bows and. as a matter Of course,
hosting the jib.
] thought of calling Ally Bazen. who slept
by me on the cabin floor. but It seemed to
me at the time that II did not keep that
figure in sight II would eIude me again. and.
besides, II went back in the cabin was
afraid that I would bolt the door and re-
main under the bedclothes till morning.
1 was afraid to go on with the adventure,
but I was much more afraid to go back.
So I crept forward over the deck Of the
sloop. The 'ha'nt' had It's back toward me,
fumbling with the ends OF the jib halyafds.
/ could near the creak of new ropes a. 1t
undid the knot, and the sound was cer-
tainly substantial and commonplace. was
SO close by now that could see every out
line Of the shape. 1t was precisely al IL had
appeared on the crosstrees OF the Idaho.
only seen without perspective. and brought
down to the level Of the eye It lost It's e1-
aggerated height.
It had been kneeling upon the deck. Now,
at last, II rose and turned about. the end
of the halyards in Its hand. The light OF the
earliest dawn fell squareiy on the face and
FORM and / saw. IL you please, Ally Bazan
himself
His eyes were half Shut and through his
open lips came the sound Of his deep and
regula. breathing.
At breakfast the next morning Askedi
"Ally Bezan. did you ever walk IN your
sleep%'
aye" he answered: ''years ago. when
was by wye O. being lad. used AlIus to
wrap the bloomin' sheets around re. An
Al Ia -
'abit left me when grew old enough to
tyke me whisky strife and have hair on
me fyce."
I did not explain away the ghost IN the
crosstrees; neither TO Ally Bazap nor to the
FtIrthermore. I DO not now refer to the
Island Of Paa in the hearing Of the trio:
island have long since been made FOOD and
conceded--even BY the Stats pepartmens at
Washington-and understand that Captain
Petersen has made very pretty fortune out
Of the affair
Copyright 1903. By the New York Herald cops-