The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1905-06-29

southeast, with its guard Of broken
reefs, was at once dubbed Turtle
beach when jerks discovered that an
immense number Of green turtles were
paying thei: spring visit to the island
to bury their eggs in the sand
The two began their tour of inspec-
ton by passing the scene Of the first
desperate struggle to escape from the
clutch of the typhoon. Iris would not
be content until the sailor showed her
the rock behind which he placed her
for shelter while he searched for water.
For moment the recollection of their
unfortunate companions on board ship
brought lump into her throat and
dimmed her eyes.
Il remember them in my PRAYERS
every night" she confded to him. eft.
seems so unutterably sad that they
should be lost while we are alive and
happy"
The man distracted her attention by
pointing out the embers of their first
fire. 1t was the only way to choke
back the tumultuous feelings that sud-
denly storned his heart Happy! Yes,
he had never before known such hap
piness. How long would it last? High
up on the cliff swung the signal to anx-
lous searchers Of the sea that here
would be found the survivors of the
S1rdar. And then when rescue came.
when Miss Deane became once more
the daughter of a wealthy baronet and
he disgraced and nameless outcast!
He set his teeth and savagely struck
at full cup of the pitcher plant which
had so proyidentially relieved their
killing thirst.
"Oh, why did you do that?" pouted
Iris. "Poor thing; it was true friend
in need. I wish I could do something
for it to make it the best and leafest
plant of it's kind on the island"
VERY WE'LL" he answered, "you can
crafty your wish. A tinful of fresh
water from the well applied daily to
Its roots will quickly achieve that end"
The moroseness Of his tone and man
| ner surprised her. For once her quick
| intuition failed to divine the source of
his irritation.
You give your advice ungraciously,"
she said, "but will adopt it neverthe-
| less''
A harmless incident, a kindly and
quite feminine resolve, yet big with
fate for both of them.
jerks unwonted ill., humor-for the
passage OF days had driven from his
face all its harshness and from his
tongue all it's assumed bitterness
created passing cloud until the phys
ical exertion of scrambling over the
rocks to round the North cape restored
their normal relations.
At last they reached the south side,
and here they at once found them
selves in a delightfully."- secluded and
tiny bay, sandy, tree lined, sheltered
on three sides by cliffs and rocks.
"Oh," cried Iris excitedly, what a
lovely spot, a perfect Smugglers' cover
Charming enough to look at" was
the answering comment, "but open to
the sea. If you look at the smooth ri
band Of water out there you will per-
ceive passage through the reef. A
great place for sharks, Miss Deane, but
no place for bathers' -,-
They passed on. While traversing
the coral strewn south beach, with it's
patches of white soft sand baking in
the direct rays of the sun, jerks per-
| ceived traces of the turtle which
swarmed in the neighboring sea.
delicious eggs and turtle soup!' he
| announced when Iris asked him why
| he was so intently studying certain
marks on the sand, caused by the great
sea tortoise during their nocturnal Wis
| its to the breeding ground.
IF they are green turtle" he con-
| tinued, 1--WE are in the lap of luxury
They lard the alderman and inspire
the poet. When a ship comes to our
| assistance I will persuade the captain
to freight the vessel with them and
make my fortune"
II suppose, under the circumstances,
you were not rich man, Mr.. Jenks,"
said Iris timidly.
II possess a wealthy bachelor uncle
| who made me his heir and allowed me
four hundred q year, SO was a sort of
Croesus among staff corps officers.
When the smash came he disowned me
by cable. By selling my ponies and my
other belongings I was able to walk
out of my quarters penniless, but free
from debt
"And all through a deceitful wo-
MANI
eyes"
She ventured further step.
"Was she very bad to you, Mr.
Jenks?''
He stopped and alphabetically
roared-at the suggestion.
"Bad to mev' he repeated 81 had
nothing to do with her. She was hum
bugging her husband, not me- Fool
that I was, I could not mind my own
business"
So Mrs. Costobell was not flirting
with the man who suffered on her &C.
count. 1t is a regrettable but true
statement that Iris would willingly
have Rugged Mrs. Costobell at that mo-