Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1908-11-15

emerging from the subterranean.
Wherever in the world have you been?' she
He rubbed his hand across his eyes before he
answered her. 81 hardly know he said Il feel
as if had lust stepped out of fairy story. l don't
know whether l am Calico Jack or Jack the Giant
Killer
Come out here into the light where can look at
you!" she commanded. Then as he obeyed her. and
She observed his flushed cheeks and the dry bright
ness of his eyes, she added, Il going to ask you
to take dinner with me; but l shall send you to bed
instead. And YOU not to be allowed to go back
to Officers Row, either; you will stop here!"
Well he assented with surprising meekness, Il
have stopped. 1t doesn't much matter where l am;
but | can go no farther tonight
What he said quite true. The amazing IN
credible thing that had happened during this last
hour one thing too many for his exhausted mind
to grapple with. What it might mean, what he was
going to do about it, would no doubt appear to-
morrow; but tonight he at the end of his rope.
The tether would not yield another inch
So at FlOrenCe's summons her brother took him
in hand escorted him up to what had been Beau-
monts bed room, and began helping him undress for
bed There nothing the matter with HIM but
sheer exhaustion, and he was fathoms deep IN sleep
before the operation of undressing was halt COM
pleted
Fear of nuring the broken colarbone induced
Young Rogers to let-it go at that He covered him
up and down stairs to his sister.
" He's been having pretty strenuous time lately,
he observed, in explanation OF smith almost IN
rather lively week for all of us You show some
signs of it Yourself.
" Do | ~ she laughed That's queer.
A T the end of sixteen hours of solid, dreamless
y sleep, Smith woke up and wondered where he
After little reflection, he succeeded in recog-
nizing the room of the bed chambers in Fort
House With some difficulty, and with phllosoPhc
disregard for tange two, he got out of bed and
went to the window. His face, as he crossed
the room wore the look of trying what he
knows to be foolish experiment but unable to
satisfy himself without trying it.
If the thing true, if the queer, grotesque fairy
hat
sober fact when it must obviously be dream of the
night beforeift fact, then there would be only
silk cotton trees left of the grove that had
adorned the view from Fort House windows two
days ago.
He looked, and started. There were only two
there Still puzzled half ncreduous, he turned
back to the room and looked about for his coat.
Yes, there letter in the pocket of it, and the
envelop that contained it was addressed to him in
Chrstabels unknown yet familiar handwriting
He unfoded it, sank rather painfully into a chair,
and began to read 1t
Did YOU know that in the hurricane last night the
lightning split the cliff and all the great silk cotton
but down with part of it into the sea? Does that
brighten YOU for your treasure Calico JACK For it is in
quite plain view now if one goes into your cellar and
down your great tunnel and up your little tunnel and
You must be the first to go there and must go quite
alone. You do it, think, even with your broken
anyone else happened that way before you, m
afraid they might not know it yours.
1t is yours-yours- Bit And it is all there just
two hundred years ago: because didn't find anything
1t isn't specially to seal this and not let you
won't afraid be very easy to 60 down to see you this
afternoon and shake hands politely and say what good
time we've had-and then go away and leave you hurt
Oh didn't want you to beat father, either. So this
s P ssd wn 0u w of arv off and can think
that read this letter and done exactly what
9 d be- eb yo s Te taS r n time
expect But you'll be coming to New York, you