The Idaho Springs siftings-news., 1908-02-29
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on deck. Our eyes were always on the
sea. trying to catch sight OF the damned
pirates" A moment later. he remarks:
With this wind. We can make the
coast a wee bit farther to the SOU"
Then do so." commands Marina.
Make landing. If you can. nearly Is
miles below here at Sagone."
Why asked Barnes, some sur
prise in his tone.
''Sagone by its mountain path is the
nearest port to Bocognano. They dare
never convey your wife through Ajac-
clio. By the wild mountain paths they
can take Enid to Bocognano unob-
served and unquestioned by the wood
cutters OF the forest glens or the shep-
herds OF the steep pastures of Del
Oro"
You think the Seagull will bs at
Sagone?"
Il hope So" answers the girl. THAT
will be proof that they are taking her
to Bocognano."
By Barnes direction Graham imme-
diately alters the course of the vessel
further to the south. and they dash
! down the picturesque coast Of the
island. whose forest clad mountains
run to the very waters of the sea, till
they weather the point OF careese and
open the beautiful Gulf of Sagone, now
calm as a summer lake.
Here. to the east. in the far recesses
OF the bay. is a sail cleaning white un-
der the sun that has just risen over
the wooded headlands.
;p RaI OIL
and for a moment thinks 1t some fish-
ing craft. but the Scotch mate leaving
the wheel to seaman's hands. springs
forward. takes long look at it; then
borrows the Americans glasses and
runs nimbly up the rigging to the top
| of the mast
From his eerie post he calls excited
| ly: by St. Andrew, it's the Seagull!"
Can Enid be on board OF herr" 10
heard in Marina's anxious voice.
Il can ne'er believe It," answers
Graham, as he descends to the deck.
for the vessel is anchored
For Gods sake. get us to the
yacht" commands the American.
But despite every exertion, for the
breeze has died with the rising sun, 1t
is another hour before they fan their
way near the Seagull. Upon it's deck
is a solitary man. who frantically
screams to them: "A moi, mes amis!
Rescue me, Sacre bleu, ze pirate
cochons have left me. | am Leboeuf,
| ze cook"
Take heart; we'll board We, Draw
| Leboeuf," shouts Graham and care
fully conned by the Scotch mate, the
fishing vessel is run alongside of the
Seagull. The light swell permits them
to spring from one little craft to the
| other, and in a moment Barnes has
assisted Marina onto the yachts deck.
Here they are met by volatile ex-
carnations and explanations, from
Monsieur Leboeuf. Monsieur Barnes"
he cries sympathetically, re pirates
have carried your bride away. Zey
boarded me at re moment l was plac-
ing your supper on re cabin table last
evening. Zen zey gagged me till
| could not speak. One-two-three
minutes and she came on board In ze
blackness. Expecting to meet you,
Madame Barnes ran down into ze cab
in, and zen
| iHeH i'ai Hes IaCe Is Set Hko
that of a statue.
Zen zey locked re cabin door upon
Madame, and though she cry out, pay
no more attention to her till zey had
got under way. Zen-zen-"
What next" Burton's voice is
hoarse
'Aftaire Zat zey come to me and
say. No harm to you. Cook US a
good meal and one young man, hand
somefaced, bright-eyed, well-dressed
gallant, he gave me a louis and said :
Feed us well but feed US on deck. We
are gentlemen, we do not intrude upon
a lady Zen give zem, mon Dieu, re
beautiful meal l have prepared for
you. All, how ze pirates ate it,"
1TD .RE, EDNTINIrEDA