Los Angeles herald. [microfilm reel] (Los Angeles [Calif.]) 1900-1911, 1908-06-21


the sailor. Tom Carberry, left behind at Costa
Neuva, and by scurvy trick, too He was
the head and front of the affair when we
started. Of course it's none of my business
there's a shady look to affairs, and I want
no trouble guaranteed for myself and crew :
Trouble! Am l not the owner of this
craft?' demanded Meserve, almost angrily
"Pereival appears as half owner, but he must
be dead by this time from the fever he
took in Savannah. The doctor said there was
no hope of his ever getting well. | dldn' I
want to lose any time, and so sailed without
him. I'm his heir, and disappointed one
too, for it seems that every dollar he had in
the world was the paltry sum he put into the
schooner. l don't see where all the rest oil
it went to. Very well, he'd put me in pos
session for convenience's sake. He was crazy
to find the man cast away on Helmet Islands
so was, the old sailor, Tom, Carberry. I'm
not. IT, as Carberry says, the castaway has
a fortune with him. I'd like it. and I'm will
ing to try for it, but in my own way. We got
Carberry to go ashors at Costa Nenva, and
business. He's nothing to me, and ] was
sick of the prosy old tar. Here We are al
! Rio. Make your arrangements to follow the
course laid out in the chart belonging to Car
berry l found III that tin canister, Captain
Sledge, and set sail soon you can. Those
are my orders.
10 craned his neck Temptingly near the
window on shelf lay dull-eolored tin box
OdDlaiH CleuEe drcse.
THAT'S plain enough mate" he said. "Sai
lit is. Carberry was your concern, as you
say only as the Helmets is a dangerous cruise
I'd have better heart to know that if there
is great wealth there. I'd have share if
sps %ft %y'elf out to make the voyage short and
"Try it, Sledge. I'm no miser. You dc
your part; I'll do NINE" replied Meserve
And both men walked toward the door Of
the cabin as if to come up on deck.
To- hAar Il.
ipointment. The overheard conversation hat
developed a condition of affairs that swept
Iaway every hope of finding friend aboard the
Petrol
His fathers uncle. Arnold Percival. wa.
no doubt dead; sailor whom he did moi
know, but evidently an old-time friend Of
his father, had been purposely decoyed from
the schooner and left behind
secret of John Morris island prison, owned
the Petrol legally, and, with his plots of evi
intent, would soon be aioat
10 acted on desperate impulse. He reach
lister lying on the shelf, and then sprang te
where grating was tilted against the rail-
He crept under it, lying fiat
Meserve and the captain were pacing the
deck. 10 overheard Meserve urge Captain
sledge to make srraneements, to leave port
soon. After. which the man threw away the
stump of his cigar, and said he would &C
ashore for look at the town.
He paused suddenly as cry of pain aroused
his attention 1t had proceeded Involuntary
from 10.
The cigar stump had rolled under the graf
ing and its lighted end had struck the boy.
hand soaring it so sharply that he could MOI
repress quivering cry of pain
''What's that?" asked Meserve suspicious
'It's some one under the grating. Out will
you"
The captain seized a wooden bar, and be
gan poxing under the grating
"Hold on! Gracious. it's-it's- I've seer
you before. Stop! stop!"
Astounded Meserye shouted vainly. however
10 afforded the man but one glimpse Of
his face and form; then, like shot, he wal
over the rail, upon the next deck, over i'll
rail, and on the next vessei ere ne looked
: Meserve was coming after him; the man hat
evidently recognized him.
: 10 did not waste time by running to the
middle of the deck he was ON to reach the
rail of the ship nearest the wharf, but swung
overheard to grasp the chains of the large
craft, and thence reach land.
He fell in essaylng the exPerim!ssnt.fell Sc
: where he landed, for his senses deserted him
with the terrible force of the shock.
!. Meserve, with startled eyes, looked al
around for the fugitive, decided that the boy
with thoughtful face, returned to the decl
, of the Petrol.
Two hours subsequent, sailor on the out
side ship, from whichssJo had fallen. received
to take the yaw ane row to the
II He had barely taken up the oars when his
foot touched some object lying in the bottom
: of the boat.
that of boy. He tried to arouse the boy:
"Where do you belong? Wake up-waks
un herel Who are your
"Jo-circus steamer-Pilgrim!" came brok
emily from the white lips, and their owner re
blow on the head had caused.
!, Unfortunate candor In his clear sense, il
, would have last Thought Of speaking th'
words that might send him back to the cap
tivity from which he had just escaped. Be
j. go zo;dniaht he had reaaon TO regret FOL