The watchman and southron. [volume] (Sumter, S.C.) 1881-1930, 1905-04-26


The two began their tour of inspec-
zion By passing the scene of the first
desperate struggle to escape from the
clutch of the typhoon. Iris would not
DE 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
J brought lump into her throat and
dmmed her eyes.
81 remember them in my prayers
every night, she confded to him. IT
= seems so unutterably sad that they
should be lost while we are alive and
happy. 2
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 stormed his heart. Happy! Yes,
he had never before known such hap
phess. How long would it last? High
up on the cliff swung the signal to anx-
aous Searchers Of the sea that here
MeuId be fouad the survivors Of the
SMdaf. And then when rescue came,
when Miss Deane became once more
the daughter OF wealthy baronet and
he a disgraced and nameiess outcast,
Il he set his teeth and savagely struck
full cup of the pitcher plant which
+ had so providenti relieved their
killing thirst.
oh, why did you do that?" pouted
Iris. Poor thing; it was a true friend
Ia need. wish Icould do something
for It to make it the best and leafiest
plant Of its kind on the island 2
Very vel, . he answered, s.you can
crafty your wish. 4 tinful Of fresh
water from the well applied daily to
: Cts roots VII quickly achieve that end. ."
The moroseness Of his tone and man
ner surprised her. For once her quick
! intnition failed to divine the source Of
his irritation.
You give yeur advice ungraciously,n
she said @but VIII ADOPT it neyerthe-
less. .
harmless incident, kindly and
quite feminine resolve, yet big with
fate for both Of them
jerks unwonted i'll humor-for the
passage OF days had driven from his
face all its harshness and from his
tongue all It's assumed bitterness
created "a passing cloud until the phys
ical exertion of sTambling over the.
rocks taround the North cape restored
their normal relations.
AT last they reached the south side,
ard here they at once found them
selves IN a Delightfully."- secluded and
stmy bay, sandy, tree lined, sheltered
on three sides by cliffs and rocks.
ss0h cried Iris excitedly, what
lovely spot a perfect Smugglers' cover
Charming enough to look at, (" was
ahe answering comment, "but open to
che 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 bafhers."
They passed on. While traversing
the coral strewn south beach, with its
patches OF white soft sand baking in
the direct rays of the sun, jerks per
ceiyed traces Of the tartle 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
afs to the breeding ground.
ssIf they are green turtle" he con-
Sinued, I've are in the Jap of luxury.
They lard the alderman and inspire
Che poet. When ship comes to our
assistance will persuade the captain
TO freight the vessel with them and
make my fortune
Al suppose, under the circumstances,
you were not a rich man, Mr. Jenks,e
said Iris timidly.
ssI possess wealthy bachelor uncle
who made me his neir and allowed me
foar hundred year, SO was sort Of
Eroesus among staff corps officers.
When the smash came he disowned me
by cable. BY selling my ponies and my
other belongings was able to walk
out Of my quarters penniless, but free
hom debt
4.And all through a deceitful wo-
man. !.
Yes
Size ventured further step.
<1Was she very bad to you, Mr..
Jenks:7
He stopped and alphabetically
roared-at the suggestion.
bad TO mer' he repeated. Il had
aothing to do with her. She was hum
buggil.g her husband, not me. Fool
that / was, I could not mind my own
business"
So Mrs. Costobell was not flirting
with the man who suffered on her ac-
count. 1t is a regrettable but true
statement that IRIS would Willingly
E,o,r b,,rood Asre Coctoha)l Of thot- mo-