The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1908-12-10

Indeed, no. I've been an ass, and
here's my hand to tiff you really
mean it's quits"
It's quits all right, long as you
don't run out of sand" responded
Blake, and he gripped the others soft
hand until the Englishman WINGED
50; that's settled I've got a hot
temper, but | don't hold grudges. Now.
where're your fish,"
well, they were all spoiled"
Spoiled"
The sun had shriveled them"
And you call that spoiled, We're
| like to eat them rotten before We're
through with this picnic How about
the pools?"
Pools? Do you know, Blake, never
thought of the pools stopped to
watch you, and then we were so anx-
ious about you
Blake grunted and turned on his
heel to wade into the half-drained pool
in whose midst he had been deposited
| by the hurricane.
Two or three small fish lay family
wriggling on the surface As Blake
! spiashed through the water to seize
| them his foot struck against a living
body which floundered violently and
flashed a brilliant forked tail above the
! muddy water. Blake sprang over the
| fish, which was entangled in the
reeds, and with a kick flung it clear
| out upon the ground.
! "A coryphene," cried Winthrope.
and he ran forward to stare at the
! gorgeOusly colored prize.
| "COryphene?" repeated Blake fol
lowing his example Good to eat?"
Fine as salmon. This is only a
! small one, but"
Fifteen pounds if an ounce" cried
Blake, and he thrust his hand in his
pocket. There was a moments ST
lence, and Winthrope. glancing up. saw
the other staring in blank dsmay.
What's up" he asked.
Lost my knife"
"When?-in the pool? If we felt
about"
No: aboard ship. or in the surf"
Here is my knife"
Yes; almost big enough to white
a match, Mine would have done us
some good.
1T is the best steel"
"All right; let's see you cut up the
fish"
But You know, Blake, l shouldn't
I know how to 20 about it. | never did
such thing"
And you, Miss Jenny? Girls are
supposed to know about cooking
Il never cooked anything in all my
life, Mr. Blake, and it's alive-and-
and l am very thirsty, Mr.. Blake."
Lord" commented Blake. Give
me that knife"
Though the blade was so small, the
Americans hand was strong After
some little haggling, the coryphene
was killed and dressed. Blake washed
both it and his hands in the pool, and
began to cut slices of flesh from the
fsh's tail.
We have no fire." Winthrope re-
minded him, flushing at the word.
nat . u dooChtCu iDldhN, III a
cheerful tone. and he offered Win
thrope two of the pieces of raw flesh.
Here's your breakfast. The trimmed
piece is for Miss Leslie
! But it's raw! Really. l could not
think Of eating raw fish. Could you,
Miss Leslie?"
Miss Leslie shuddered. "Oh no.
and I'm so thirsty could not eat any
thing"
You bet you cam" replied Blake.
Both Of you take that fish and go to
chewing. It's the stuff to ease your
thirst while we look for water. Good
Lord!-in a week you'll be glad to eat
raw snake. Finnicky over clean fish,
when you swallow canvas-back all but
raw, and beef running blood, and raw
oysters with their stomachs full OF dis
| integrated animal matter, to put it
politely. You couldn't tell rattlesnake
broth from chicken, and dog makes
first-rate veal-when you've got to eat
1 it. I've had it straight from them that
knows that over in France they eat
snails and fish-worms. It's all mat
ter of custom or the style"
ITO be sure, the Japanese eat raw
fish" admitted Winthrope.
Yes and you'd swallow your share
of it if you had an invite to a swell
| dinner in Tokyo. Go on now, both OF
you. It's no joke, tell you. You've
got to eat, il you expect to get to wa
! ter before night. Understand? See
that headland south? Well, it's 100 to
we'll not find water short Of there, and
If we make 1t by night, We'll be doing
better than I figure from the looks of
these boys. Now go to chewing. That's
| It, That's fine, Miss Jenny"
Miss Leslie had forced herself to
take a nibble OF the raw fish. The
| flavor proved less repulsive than she
had expected and its moisture was so
| grateful to her parched mouth that
she began to eat with eagerness, Not
to be outdone, Winthrope promptly
followed her lead. Blake had already
cut himself a second slice. After he
had cut more for his companions, he
began to look them over with a close
ness that proved embarrassing to Miss
| Leslie
Here's more of the good stun" he
said. While you're chewing 1t. wen
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