The newspaper., 1909-07-09
SYNOPSIS.

shipwreci of the steamer on which Miss
Genevieve Leslie. an American heiress.
Lord Winthrope. an Englishman, and Tom
Blake n brusque American. were passen-
gers. The three were tossed upon an un-
inhabited island and were the only ones
not drowned. Blake recovered from
drunken stupor.
CHAPTER r.-Blake. Stunned on the
boat. because of his roughness. became
Q hero as preservers of the helpless pair
The Englishman was suing for the hand
of Miss leslie. Blake started to swim
lsft
CHAPTER II.-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 a ten
lacked them. Blake was compelled 10
carry Miss Leslie on account OF weari-
ness. He taunted Winthrope.
CHAPTER v.-They entered the jun
ris That night was passed roosting high
CHAPTER vI.-The next morning they
descended TO the open again. All three
from the sun They then feasted on
cocoanuts. the only procurable food Miss
Leslie showed n liking for Blake. but de-
tested his roughness.
CHAPTER v1r.-I.ed by Blake thev es-
fablished home in some cliffs. Blake
found fresh water spring.
IT'D take a fire ladder to get up this
side" he said. We'll have to try
the other. II We can get around the
point. I'm going on ahead You can
follow. after Pat has rested his ankle
Keep a sharp eye out for anything In
the flint line-.usrtz or gsate. That
means FIRE. Anoi -cr thing whom this
rain blows over. don't l.t iur cloth
dry on you. I've got my hands e.
enough without havin. to nurse YOU
through malarial fever. Dont forget
the cocoanuis. and II | don't show up
by noon save me some"
lie stopped to drink from a pool IN
the rock which was oyernowing with
the cool. pure rainwater. and started
on at his sharpest pace. winthrope
and Miss Leslie. seated side by side
in dripping misery. watched him swing
away through the rain without energy
enough to call out a parting word.
Beneath the cliff the sand beach
vas succeeded by talus OF rocky
debris which In places sloped up from
the water 10 or is feet The lower
part OF the slope consisted OF powders
and waterworn stones. over which the
surf. reinforced by the rising tide.
was beginning to break with an angry
roar.
Blake picked his way quickly over
the smaller stones near the top OF the
slope. now and then bending to snatch
up fragment that seemed to differ
from the others Finding nothing but
limestone he soon turned his aiten-
tion solely TO the passage around the
md the surf much heavier But the
shore was protected by double line
OF reefs. so close in that channel be-
tween did not show a whitecap. This
was fortunate. since in places the talus
here sank down almost TO the level OF
low tide. Even a moderate SUI would
have rendered farther progress i'm.
practicable
Another 100 PAGES brought Blake to
the second corner OF the clir which
jutted out in a little point He clam
bered around It and stopped to sur
vey the coast beyond Within the last
few minutes the squall had blown
over and the rain began TO moderate
its downpour. The sun, bursting
through the clouds. told that the
storm was almost past. and its food
OF direct light cleared the view.
Along the south side OF the cllr the
sea extended in twice as far as on the
north. From the end OF the talus the
coast trended on four or FIVE miles to
the south hsouthwest in shallow
blight. whose southern extremity was
bounded by second limestone head
land. This ridge ran inland parallel
to the first, and from n point some lit
tie distance back from the shore was
covered with growth of leaiess
trees.
Between the two ridges lay plain.
open along the shore. but n short dis
tance inland covered with jungle
OF tall yellow grass, above which,
here and there. rose the tops OF scrub
by, leaness trees and the graceful
crests OF slender-shafted palms.
Blakes attention was drawn to the
latter by that feeling OF artifciality
which their exotic appearance so often
wakens in the mind OF the northern
bred man even after long residence In
the tropics. But in moment he
turned away with n growl. More OF
those darned feather-dusters!" He
was not looking for palms.
The last ragged bit OF cloud, with
It's showery accompaniment, drifted
mat hofora tho hraeye which followed