Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-12-29

whatever it was seemed to be wearing his very soul
49,, Neither Captain Stump nor nor, M Mr.: Tagg knows
it would be advisable to defer talk till morning.
Won Kerber shaded his face with his hands. Il
cannot add much to what have said already" he
answered. Il think you understand me. l want
silence and good service. Give me these, and /
shall repay you tenfold.
They went on deck Stump dug Royson in the
ribs.
1t would ha done me treat to see you upper
cut that frog" he whispered, his mouth widening
in grin. Pm good at a straight punch myself;
but I'm too short for swing. Lord love duck!
l wish I'd been there!'
So the bury skipper of the Aphrodite paid slight
heed to the wonders half revealed by Won Kerbers
story. He had been stirred only for a moment
when the project was laid bare. Already his mind
rejecting it. The only matter that concerned
him was to bring his ship to her destination in
seamanlike manner, and let who would perplex
their brains with fantasy. Indeed he was beginning
to regard the Baron a harmless lunatic, whom
Providence had intrusted with the spending of a
rich mans money for the special benefit OF the sea-
faring community.
"A straight punch!" he repeated, gazing with
species of solemn JOY at the men leaning against
the rails forward They're hardbitten lot from
wat I've seen of 'em, an they'll have to have it
before they're at sea with me very long. Won't
they, Tagg?"
watch with equal fixity.
Dick went to his cabin firm in the belief that he
would lie awake half the night. But his brain soon
refused to bother itself with problems which time
might solve in manner not yet conceivable, and
he slept soundly until he was reused at an early
hour. Day dawned bright and clear; pleasant
northwesterly breeze swept the smoke haze from
off the and kissed the blue waters of the land
locked harbor into white crested wavelets
He took the morning watch, from tour o CLOCK
until eight, and all he had to do was to mai sure
that the men tried whiten decks already spotess
and cleaned brass which shone in the the instant
that luminary peeped the shoulder OF Notre
Dame de la Garde Although the Aphrodte lay
inside the mole, her bridge and promenade deck
high enough to permit him to see the rocky
iset crowned by the Chateau diff. He knew that
the hero of Dumas's masterpiece had burrowed
tunnel out of that grim prison, to swim ashore an
outcast, with price on his head, yet bearing
with him the precious paper whose secret should
make him the fabuously rich Count of Monte
Christie. 1t only soul stirring romance. a dim
legend transformed into vivid life by the genius OF
the inspired quadroon; but its extraordinary ap-
positeness to the Aphrodites quest suddenly &C.
Cured to the young Englishman watching the sun
lit isle. He startled at the thought, especially
when he contrasted his present condition with his
depressed awakening in Br1xton tive days carrier
Then he laughed and sailor, busily engaged IN
polishing the glass front of the wheel house, fol
lowed the direction of his gaze and half interpreted
his day dream
Its bit of change from the West India Dock
Road; amt it, SIR he asked.
Royson agreed with him, and the two converSed
awhile; but when the man led the chat round to
the probable destination of the yacht, the second
mates thoughts fell from romance to reality,
You will be told soon enough where were bound
for he answered sharply.
I'm sorry, sir if I've said anything shouldn't,
said the other. But the chaps forrsrd made out
that there's bit of mystery in it, an L argled
they was talkin nonsense.
you quite right. The owner and party
Of ladies will be on board to-day, and then you VIII
find out destination.
Ladies' you say, Sir! That settles 1t. Inns is
no Riff pirates job, them"
Royson turned on his heel. So others, well
Captain Stump, had drawn conclusions from those
boxes of arms and ammunition? If Baron Franz
won, Karhar n r