Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1908-06-09
CHAPTER III.

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| ner table. He was not the
ships doctor. The Kansas,
built for freight rather than passen-
gers, did not carry surgeon on her
roll. DIR. Christobars presence was
due to Mr.. Baring's solicitude in his
daughters behalf. 1t CHANGED that the
courtly and gray haired Spanish ply
stefan had relinquished his practice IN
Chile and was about to pay a long
promised visit to married daughter
In Barcelona. Friendship. not unaided
by good fee. induced him to travel
BY the Kansas.
He had been called on to attend Mr..
Boyle and the wounded Chilean. and
he reported now that the chief officers
injury was trifing. but the Chilean's
wound might incapacitate him during
the remainder Of the voyage.
$50 far as / can gather" he said.
''Afr. Boyle had a narrow escape. Cap
tain Courtenay fred as the knife fell;
otherwise our nrst mate would have
attended his own funeral this even
ing"
"What was the cause Of the AFFAIR."
Isobel asked.
'sThe man, is not one OF the ships
crew, understand. His name Is
Frascuelo, and 1t appears that he was
engaged to place some bunker coal
aboard early this morning. He says
that he was drugged and his clothes
stolen, that he came OF to the ship at
a late hour and that some one flung
him headlong into hold which, luck
fly for him, was nearly full Of cotton
bales. He was stunned by the fall,
and were 1t not for Captain Courte-
nays custom Of having all matches
taken OF and a thorough examination
Of the cargo made before the holds
are finally battened down for the voy-
age Frascuelo might now be in tight
place In more than one sense"
DR.. Christobal was proud Of his
idiomatic English He spoke the Ian.
guage with the careless freedom Of q
Londoner.
"Frascuelo seems to have passed an
eventful day." said the little French
count, who had been waiting anxious
" for a chance to join In the CONVERSE
ton.
"'But why should he want to kill
poor Mr.. Boyle?" inquired Isobel after
giving the Frenchman an encouraging
glance. incidentally she smiled at Ell.
sic. "Why puzzle ones brains over
foreign tongues when all the world
speaks English3' she telegraphed.
'AIr. Boyle Is peculiar person"
said the doctor dryly. Il happen to
have known him during some years.
You and might regard him as a man
Of few words. but he has acquired a
wonderful vocabulary for the benefit
Of sailor men. believe he can swear
in every known lingo. His accom-
splishment in that direction no doubt
annoyed sFrascuelo. who became fran
tic when he heard that the ship would
not call at any South American port.
] imagine, too, that the unfortunate
fellow lie still suffering from the drug
which, no says, was administered to
him. Anyhow, you know how the at
fair terminated.
II, for one, think some consideration
might have been shown him." said
Elsie.
"There is no time for argument when
q Chilean draws a knife, Miss Max
well.'
ssBut IL his story Is true
'@There never yet was a stowaway
who did not invent plausible yarn.
Nevertheless I believe, and Mr.. Boyle
agrees with me. that the man Is not
lying"
They felt the ship swing around on
a new course, and the rays Of the set
ting sun lit up the salon table through
the open starboard ports.
due south now, ladies| cried DR..
Christohal cheerily. I'VE have rounded
Cape Cardones. We practically follow
the seventy sixth degree until we APP
sproach Evangelistas island. Thus far
we are in the open sea. Then we pick
our way through the strait discovered
by that daring Portuguese, Fernando
de Magallanes. If am not mistaken"
he added, glancing through the port
windows, 1--WE shall all have our STAN
ina tested before twenty-four hours
have passed"
Heads were turned and necks craned
to see what had induced this unexpect-
ed prophecy Behind the distant coast
line the inner giants of the Andes
threw heavenward their rugged out
lines, with many peak and glacier
glinting in vivid colors against a sky
SO clear and blue that they seemed
strangely near.
YES, this wonderful atmosphere of
ours is enchanting" said the doctor
when assailed by chorus Of doubts.
But 1t carries its deceptive smiles
too far. The very beauty of the cor
dillera is a sign of storm. am sorry
ito be croaker, yet we are running
into gale"
81 shall ask the captain" pouted
1sobel, rising.
Is The count twisted his mustache. He
knew that both ladies were In the for
hidden territory of the bridge when
the fracas occurred.
You perhaps are a good sailor" said
he, addressing Elsie
Il am afraid to boast" she answer
ed 81 have been in what was called
a No. 8 gale, whatever that may mean,
and weathered it splendidly, but am