The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1907-07-21
CHAPTER V.


says: by Jove, the begsaf did give
as a good dinner"
Too go0dri remarks Barnes, gloom
fly.
You wouldn't say that" replies Ed
win, eff you had been knocking around
the orient on wardrO0m commons for
the last year. What do you mean by
too good? No cook is too good
And yet I'd feel easier" is Bur
toms comment, IF the fellow had Civ
en- us lob-scouse, plum-doff. roast beef
and dishes a plain Johnny Bull cook
would have been apt TO concoct. In
this very important matter of the lives
of those ladies beIOW-not TO mention
our own unworthy selves-I don't pro-
pose to blindly trust any one with for
eign associations. They may be all
right, and they may not. So I'm go
ing to investigate this fellow. even if
his cuisine makes you roll your nali-
teal eyes and smack your naval lips"
IF you find anything suspicious
about him. replies Anstruthef, grim
~, I'll put him ashore If he can make
salt horse taste like broiied chicken"
Acting on this, by d few def ques-
tions to the members of the watch on
deck, Barnes discovers that the nauti-
cal chefs name is Felix Leboeuf.
That's as | twang it," remarks Gil
lie, who is standing at the wheel Civ
ing him the information. "Coswhite.
Mr. JamiesOn's regular cook. went
along with him to the aud country,
and this chiel only come aboard today
TO take his place i tn galley"
Hum, a new aTrival?"
Aye, sir, and the men dinna like
him DER muckle. Thae loon puts garlic
! tn lOb-scOuse."
At this Barnes laughs slightly, strOlls
forward and takes a look into the
cooks galley. The fires are out and
The regular snoring that issues from it
shows that the Frenchman is asleep
upon his cook chest. 4 don't think I'll
trouble him tonight" sleepily thinks
the American. hesitating to disturb the
rest of an artist who had given him
such dinner, but tomorrow morning
III have a chat with monsieur of the
dishpans"
The next morning the sun rises
brightly on the Mediterranean; its
waves are silver. The yachts course
during the night has placed the little
pleasure craft well out upon the open
sea, Corsica to the southeast of her
Apparently the nights rest has in
creased the ladies' vivacity and the
certainty of no danger being near them
has improved their spirits.
Everybody hungry, I hope" cries
Barnes cheeTfully, Notwithstanding his
greeting from his fiancee has been
rather formal as they sit down to a
delightful breakfast sent in by the ar
fist of the galley and served by the
Scotch steward.
"As shaTks!' answers Edwin, taking
his place as skipper at the head of the
table This beefsteak makes me think
I'm gazing at Pail Mall from the Army
and Navy club"
Apparently the pleasant meal pro-
duces almost frivolity in Miss An
struther; she cries enthusiastically:
And coffee with the aroma of Mo-
cha, and this omelette aux truffes
worthy of the MaisOn DoreI I feel as
If 1 were in Paris. We have a great
man in the galley. my brother"
" es, the fellow forward could put
appetite into any one" assents Barnes,
assisting Edwin to do duty on the beef
steak
If We could arrange that we run
about from one little harbOr TO an
other, | think the cruise could be made
quite enjoyable" remarks Enid, strug-
Cling to be vivacious, but, catching an
abrupt gleam of passion in her be-
trOthed's face, her eyes that might
even now have been his brides eyes
grow suddenly naughty, though the
young ladys fair lips emit some hidden
signs as she attempts the remainder of
-lsr breakfast
Some little time after, CHANGING to
glance up from his work with his knife,
the sailor husband stays his eating as
he places honeymoon eyes upon his
bride For Marina is asking nervous
1y: Any signs OF pursuit during the
night ?''
Pursuit. sneers the tar. DO you
think our friend Cipriano Danella has
a couple Of revenue cutters in commits
rs Tho &c
quick enough to show her heels to
most sailing craft. Besides, how can
he tell what course we've taken? All
he can know is that we embarked on
some vessel of the Roucas Blanc last
evening. We may have gone to Ma
pies; We may be on our way down the
Spanish coast 20 round the Rock of
Gibraltar, and sail the Bay Of Biscay
to England. On the water we are safe.
When we land the climax Of this af-
fair begins. Then the sailor sudden |
~ exclaims: MY Heavens, what's the
matter, dear one" for at her husbands
last suggestion, Marina. though she ut
ters no word, has grown of a sickly |
pallor, and the knife and fork, with |
which she has haan daIIying, have |
slipped from her trembling fingers.
Nothing, stammers the bride. hid
ing her face from mis- glance by pick |
. ing up her table indictments, only /
nam not a very good sailor. therefore |
this delightful cuisine has no charm /
>@or me"
As the young Corsican lady arises |
from the table the English girl gets /
>oip also; she seems to be anx-
ious to end her contiguity TO a be-
tFethed whose -FeproachfHf glances at
her cold and rather naughty face have
GROWN embarrassing.
"'WOuld that l dared TO take Marina
over the surges of the Atlantic to Eng
lan<' mutters the youap husband
modify. as Enid and his spouse dis
appear into their staterooms Then he
suddenly whispers: "Barnes-vou no.
ticed her sudden .pallOr-don't fear tn
tell meas a medical man, Won are sure
my datIing- has no organic affection %
L have tod you a dozen times she is
as sOhnd as new dollar answers the
American.
but her timidity? When 7 first met
- IN Egypt. and until THAI awful we'd
zing night in Corsica, she was cotir-
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'u1Ae is now, as to herself, II is
fOaS she fears Her gentle heart
SSnly for you. What you said
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