The Owosso times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1897-1926, 1908-05-29
"How in the world did he come to

HOW III the WOTiQ uiu ne COiuo U
own land thereT
1T was gift from the Naquila
tribe He defeated an attempt made
to GUST them by a big land company.
The company has since asked me to
sell the property and offered me
fair price, too, as the cultivable land
is very small strip, but it would be
almost like betraying the cause for
which he fought, would it not:"
Eyes, indeed" agreed the doctor.
though his heart and not his head die
tated the reply. MAY | ask you to
tell me your plans for the future?" he
went on.
"Well. when Mr.. Barring heard | was
going to England he was good enough
to promise me employment in his Lon
don agency as Spanish correspondent.
That will fill in two days week. The
rest I can devote to art. l paint a
little and draw with sufficient prom
Use to warrant study. am told. Any
how, I am weary Of teaching. l pre-
fer to be pupil"
81 cannot imagine what the young
men Of Valparaiso were thinking of to
allow a girl like you to slip off in
this fashion," said Christobal, with
smile.
Most Of them hold firmly to the be-
lief that a wife's wedding dress should
be made Of gilt edged scrip"
"Poor material-very poor material
out of which to construct welded hap
piness. And as to my young friend,
Isobel-she joins her aunt in London,
l hear?
"That is the present arrangement.
She means to have a good time, espe-
in Paris myself. Dear old smoke laden
London does not appeal so thoroughly.
to the artist Yet I am content-yes,
quite content"
"Then you have gained the best
thing in the worlds" cried the doctor,
throwing out his arms expansively.
The two became good friends as the
voyage progressed. Christobal was
exceedingly we'll Informed and delight
ed in a thoughtful listener like Elsie.
Isobel, firing at times of the count,
would join in their conversation and
display a spasmodic interest in the
topics they discussed. There were
only six other passengers-a Baptist
missionary and his wife. three mining
engineers and an English globe trot-
ter, a singular being who appeared to
have roamed the entire earth, but
whose experiences were summed up in
one Of two words-every place he had
seen was either "fair" or rotten"
Even Isobel failed to draw him fur
Their, and she said one day in temper,
after a spirited attempt to extract
some of his stored Impressions: 1.-THE
man reminds me of one of those dunn
my books you see occasionally, bound
in calf and labeled Gazetteer of the
World When you try to open vol
ume you find that it is made Of
wood
So they nicknamed him "Mr. Wood"
and Elsie once inadvertently addressed
him by the name.
what do you think of the weather,
Mr. Wood?" she asked him at break
fast.
He CHANGED to notice that she was
speaking to him.
Rotten" he said.
Perhaps he wondered why Miss Max
we'll flushed and the others laughed.
But in actual fact he was not far
wrong in his curious choice of an adj
jectiye that morning. DR.. ChristobaPs
dismal foreboding had been justified
on the second day out. Leaden clouds,
a sullen sea and occasional puffs Of
singing breeze from the southwest
offered sorry exchange for the sunny
skies of Chile.
Though the Kansas was not a fast
ship. she could have made the entrance
to the strait of Magellan on the even
ing of the fourth day had not Cap
tain Courtenay wished to navigate
the most dangerous part of the mar
rows by daylight. His intent, there
fore, was to pick up the Evangelistas
light about midnight and then crack
ahead at fourteen knots, so as to be of
Felix point, on Desolation island, by
dawn.
This was not only prudent and sea-
manlike course, but it would conduce
to the comfort of the passengers. The
ship was now running into q stiff gale.
Each hour the sea became heavier, and
even the 5000 tons of the Kansas felt
the impact of the giant rollers on her
starboard bow. Dinner therefore prom
ised to be q meal of much discomfort,
cheered only by the knowledge that
as soon as the vessel reached the lee
of Desolation island the giant waves
Of the Pacific would lose their power
and all on board would enjoy quiet
nights rest
There were no absentees at the table.
DR.. Christobal strove to enliven the
others with the promise of peace ere
many hours had passed.
PAY no heed to those fellowsw he
cried as the ship quivered under the
blow of q heavy sea, and they heard
the thud Of many tons of water break
ing over the bows and fore hatch,
while the defeated monster washed
the tightly screwed port with a ven
Omous swish. "They cannot harm us
now. Let us rather thank kindly Prov
idence, which provided Magellan's wa