Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1908-03-19

are finally battened down for the voy
age Frascuelo might now be in tight
place in more than one sense"
DR. Christobal was proud of his
idiomatic English. He spoke the Ian
guage with the careless freedom of
Londoner.
"Fraseuelo seems to have passed an
eventful day." said the little French
count, who had been waiting anxious
" for chance to join in the converse
ton.
"But why should he want to kill
poor Mr.. BoyleT" inquired Isobel after
giving the Frenchman an encouraging
glance incidentally she smiled at FL
sic. why puzzle ones brains over
foreign tongues when all the world
speaks EnglishY she telegraphed.
"Mr. Boyle Is peculiar person."
said the doctor dryly. II happen to
have known him during some years.
You and / might regard him as man
of few words, but he has acquired
wonderful vocabulary for the benefit
Of sailor men. believe he can swear
in every known lingo. His accom-
plishment in that direction no doubt
annoyed Frascuelo. who became fran
tic when he heard that the ship would
not call at any South American port.
/ imagine, too, that the unfortunate
fellow is still suffering from the drug
which, he says, was administered to
him. Anyhow, you know how the af-
fair terminated"
81, for one. think some consideration
might have been shown him." said
Elsie.
sgThere is no time for argument when
Chilean draws a knife. Miss Max
we'll"
"But If his story is true
'There never yet was a stowaway
who did not invent plausible yarn.
Nevertheless believe, and Mr.. Boyle
agrees with me, that the man is not
| lying"
| They felt the ship swing around Oh
a new course, and the rays of the set
| ting sun lit up the salon table through
| the open starboard ports.
"Due south now, ladiesr' cried Dr.
| ChrIstobal cheerily. I'VE have rounded
| Cape Cardones. We practically follow
the seventy-sixth degree until we ap-
| proach Evangelistas island. Thus far
we are in the open sea- Then we pick
| our way through the strait discovered
| by that daring Portuguese, Fernando
de Magallanes. If am not mistaken"
he added, glancing through the port
! windows, 1--WE shall all have our STAN
ina tested before twenty-four hours
have passed"
| Heads were turned and necks craned
| to see what had induced this unexpect-
ed prophecy Behind the distant coast
| line the inner giants of the Andes
threw heavenward their rugged out
lines, with many peak and glacier
| glinting in vivid colors against sky
SO clear and blue that they seemed
strangely near.
| eyes, this wonderful atmosphere of
ours is enchanting" said the doctor
when assailed by a chorus of doubts.
'But it carries It's deceptive smiles
too far. The very beauty of the cor
dillera is sign of storm. am sorry
to be a croaker, yet we are running
into gale"
81 shall ask the captain" pouted
Isobel, rising.
The count twisted his mustache. He
knew that both ladies were in the for
hidden territory of the bridge when
| the fracas occurred.
ssYou perhaps are good sailor" said
he, addressing Elsie.
81 am afraid to boast" she answer
ed. 81 have been in what was called
| No. 8 gale whatever that may mean,
and weathered it splendidly, but am
older now"
st cannot have been long ago. seeing
| that you recall 1t so exactly"
at was six years ago, and was
seventeen them" said Elsie. her eyes
wandering to the purple and gold Of
the faroff mountains.
"But you are English. You are there
fore at home on the rolling Deep" MUIR
INJURED NJ. de Poincilit confdentially.
She did not endeavor to interpret his
expressive glance. though he seemed
| to convey more than he said.
mot so much at home at sea as you
| are in my language" she replied. and
she turned to DR.. Christobal. whom
she had already known slightly in
Valparaiso.
eAre you coming on deck?" she in
quired Il am sure you are mine of
information on Chile, and want to
/ extract some of the ore while the land
is still visible. It is already assuming
| the semblance of a dream"
sYou are not saying last farewell
| to Valparaiso, hope" said her elderly
companion as they quilted the salon.
II think SO. have no ties there
save those of sentiment. shall not
return unless. If a doubtful fortune
permits, am able some day to revisit
| two graves which are dear to me-"
| There was little catch in her voice.