The Elbert County tribune., 1908-02-27

not think Nc kept very euuu warch
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 wee BIT farther to the sou'."
Then do sol" commands Marina
Make landing. II 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 be at
Sagone?"
Il hope So" answers the girl. 'That
will be proof that they are taking her
to Bocognano."
7Dy Barnes direction Graham imme-
dlately 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 Cargese 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 sail cleaning white un-
der the sun that has just risen over
the wooded headlands.
Barnes puts his field glasses upon It
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" is
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, It
is another hour before they fan their
way near the Seagull. Upon Its deck
is a solitary man, who frantically
screams to them: "a moi, mes amis!
Rescue mel Sacre bleu, ze pirate
cochons have left me. l am Leboeuf,
re cook,"
Take heart; we'll board ye, braw
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-
clamations 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 re cab
in, and zen"
Them" Barnes face is set like
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 Eat, zey come to me and
say: No harm to you. Cook us a
good meal and one young man, hand
some-faced, bright-eyed, well-dressed
gallant, he gave me louis and said:
Feed us well but feed us on deck. We
are gentlemen; we do not intrude upon
lady Zen l give zem, mon Dieu, re
beautiful meal l have prepared for
you. All, how re pirates ate it,"
CTO BE CONTINUED)