The Wenatchee daily world. [volume] (Wenatchee, Wash.) 1905-1971, 1906-01-22

Tour neavy iron staples had been
driven with great difficulty into holes
drilled in the face of the volcanic rock.
To these four large chains had been
made fast The four chains ended in
four letters, and tie four letters in
closed the ankles and wrists of man.
The length of the four chains had been
SO cunningly calculated that the arms
and legs of the man were drawn far
apart, SO that he resembled Il gigantic
white cross against the dark surface
of the stone. y saiiGr would have
described his position by saying that
he had been spread eagied' by those
who had fastened him there. let the
chains We're not too short to allow u
little freedom of motion. lie could
incline to one side or to the other, lift
himself up or down Il little or even
thrust himself slightly away from the
face of tie rock.
The man was in tatterS, for his cloth
ing had been rent and torn by the VIC
lent struggles he had made before he
had been securely fastened in his
long gray hair fell on either side OF
his lean, fierce face i'll tangled MASSES.
4 strange terror of death-the certain
fate that menaced him-was upon his
countenance. With the brayado OF
despair he had looked with seeming in
men that same morning. After be
ing submitted to the fortunes of the
rack they had been hanged to the
outer walls, and he had been forced
TO pass by them on his way 10 this
helliSh spot But the real courage OF
the man was gone now His simu.a
ton had not even been good enough 10
deceive his enemies. and now even
that had left him.
He was alone. so he believed. upon
the island. ana all Of the mortal fear
slowly creeping upon him already ap
peared in his aWful face. clearly eX-
bibited by the light of the setting sun
streaming upon his left hand, for he
was chained facing mathematician
Is, seward. AS he fancied himself the
only living thing upon that island, he
took little care to conceal his emo
tionS-indeed, it was impossible for
him any longer TO keep up the pretcnse
Of Indifference. His nerves were Stat
tered. his spirit broken. Retribution
was DIGGING him hard. Vengeance was
close at hand at last Besides, what
mattered it: He thought himself alone,
absolutely alone. But III thSt fancy
he was wrong, for in the solitary lit
tie copse of bushes OF which mention
has been made there lay hidden Il man
an ancient sailor. His single eye
cleaned as fiercely upon the bound,
shackled prisoner as did the setting
sun itself
Old benjamin Hornigold. who had
schemed and planned for his revenge.
had insisted upon being put ashore on
the other side of the island after the
boats had rowed out of sight OF the
captive that he might steal back and.
himself unseen, watch the torture of
the man who had betrayed him and
wronged him so deeply. Alvarado had
complied with his request and had fur
ther promised to return for the boat
swain in two days. They calculated
nicely that the already exhausted pris-
oner would scarcely survive so long,
and provisions ana water ample fer
that period had been left for the sus-
tenance of HOrnigold-alone
Morgan, however. did not know this
He believed his only companions to be
the bCsiy of the half breed who had
lied tDr him as he had lived for him
and the severed head Of Teach. Il new
er comrade who had not betrayed him
The body lay almost at his feet: the
head had been wedged in the sand so
that its si%htiess face was turned to-
s'ard him III the dreadful, lidless staring
gaze Of sudden death.
They had said to the buccaneer as
they fastened him to the rocks that
they would not take his life. bat that
be would lie left to the judgment Of
God. What would that be? He
thought he knew.
He had lived long enough on the
Caribbean to know the habits Of that
beautiful and cruel sea. There was
beg. you hounds