The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1908-12-31

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CHAPTER THE story opens with the
shlPWreck OF the steamer on which Miss
Genevieve Leslie. an American heiress,
Lord Winthrope. an Englishman, and Tom
Blake, a brusque American, were passen-
gers. The three were tossed upon an I'M
inhabited island and We're the only ones
not drowned. Blake recovered from
drunken stupOr.
CHAPTER II-Blake Stunned on the
boat, because Of his rOughness. became
hero as preservers Of the helpless pair.
The Englishman suing for the hand
OF Miss Leslie. Blake started to swim
back to the shin to recover what was
left.
CHAPTER TII.-Blake returned safely.
Winthrope wasted his last match on
cigarette. for which he was scored by
Blake. Their first meal was a dead fish.
CHAPTER IV-The trio started ten
mile hike for higher land. Thirst at
tackled them. Blake was compelled to
carry Miss Leslie on account of weari-
ness. He tainted Winthrope.
CHAPTER v-They entered the Jun.
gle. That night was passed roOsting high
in a tree.
CHAPTER VI.-The next morning they
descended to the open again. Al three
constructed hats to shield themselves
cocoanuts, the only procurable food. Miss
Leslie showed a liking for Blake but de-
tested his roughness.
CHAPTER VII-Led by Blake they es-
tablished a home in some cliffs. Blake
found a fresh water spring
those darneu Teatner-uusters!" He
was not looking for palms.
The last ragged bit of cloud with
its showery accompaniment, drifted
past before the breeze which followed
the squat, and the end Of the storm
was proclaimed by deafening chorus
of squawks and screams along the
higher Lodges of the cliff Staring up
ward, Blake for the first time observed
that the face of the cliff swarmed with
seafowl
That's luck" he muttered. Guess
! haven't forgot how to rob nests Bet
our fine lady'l shy at sucking them
raw! All the same, she'll have to if
don't run across other rock than this,
poor girl"
He advanced again along the talus,
and did not stop until he reached the
sand beach. There he halted to make
a careful examination, not only of the
loose debris, but of the solid rock
above. Finding no sign of flint or
quartz, he growled out a curse and
backed off along the beach to get a
view Of the cliff top. From point a
little beyond him. outward to the ex-
tTemity of the headland. he could see
that the upper lodges and the crest
of the cliff, as well. were fairly
crowded with seafowl and their nests.
His smile of satisfaction broadened
when he glanced inland and saw, less
than half a mile distant, a wooded
cleft which apparently ran up to the
summit of the ridge From a point
near the top a gigantic baobab tree
lowered up against the skyline like a
Brobdingnagian cabbage.
Say, we may have a run for our
money, after all, he murmured.
Shade, and no end of grub, and, by
the green OF those trees, a SPRING
limestone water at that Next thing,
I'll find flint"
He slapped his leg, and both sound
and feeling reminded him that his
clothes were drenched
dttSS we IL W ait dDOul lUdJ mint,
he said, and he made for clump of
thorn scrub a little way inland.
AS the tall grass did not grow here
within a mile of the shore there was
nothing to obstruct him. The creeping
plants which during the rainy season
had matted over the sandy soil were
now leafless and withered by the heat
of the dry season. Even the thorn
scrub was half bare of leaves.
Blake walked around the clump to
the shadiest side, and began to strip.
In quick succession one garment after
where the sun would strike It, Last
of all, the shoes were emptied of rain
water and set out to dry Without a
pause, he then gave himself a quick,
light rundown, just sufficient to in.
Vigorate the skin without starting the
perspiration.
Physically the man was magnificent.
His muscles were wiry and compact,
rather than bulky, and as he moved
they played beneath his white skin
with the smoothness and ease of a
tigers.
After the rub down he sQuatted on
his heels and spent some time trying
to bend his palm-leaf hat back into
shape. When he had placed this also
out in the sun he found himself be-
ginning to yawn. The dry, sultry air
had made him drowsy. A touch with
his bare foot showed him that the
sand beneath the thorn bush had al
ready absorbed the rain and offered a
dry surface. He glanced around, drew
his club nearer and stretched himself
out for nap.
HLADTED YIN