The newspaper., 1909-06-11

Winthrope like a wild beast. His
hands closed upon the Englishmans
throat, and he began to shake him
about. paying no heed to the blows
his victim showered upon his face and
body. blows which soon began to les
sen in force.
Teror-stricken, Miss LeIie put her
hands over her eyes, and began to
| scream-the piercing Shrek that will
unnerve the strongest man Blake
paused as though transfixed. and as the
half-suffocated Englishman struggled
in his grasp. he flung him on the
ground and turned to the screaming
girl
Stop that squawking," he said. The
girl cowed down. so; that's better
Next time keep your mouth shut"
'You-you brute"
Good. You've got a little spunk
eh?"
You coward-to attack a man no
half your strength"
STEADY, steady. young lady. I'm
warm enough yet; I've still half a
mind to wiring his fool neck"
But why should you be so angry?
- AtAA mas AN AO4ANs mat sOh
'Why-why? Lordi what hasn't he
done? This coast fairly swarms with
beasts. We've not the smell of gun;
and now this idiot-this dough-head-
has gone and thrown away our only
chance-fre-and on his measly ciga-
rettes!" Blake choked with returning
rage.
Winthrope. still painting for breath.
began to creep away. at the same time
unclasping a small penknife. He was
white with fear: but his gray eyes
which on shipboard Blake had never
seen other than extensively supercili-
ous-now glinted in a manner that
served to alter the Americans mood.
"That'll do he said Come here
and show me that knife"
I'm show it you where It will do the
most good muttered Winthrope. ris-
ing hastily TO repel the expected at
tack.
so you've got a little sand, too"
said Blake. almost good-naturedly
Say. that's not so bad. Well call 1t
quits on the matches. Though how
YOU could go and throw them away"
Deuce take it, mani How should
know? I've never before been in
wreck"
Neither have this kind But |
tell you. we've got TO keep our think
tanks going. It's a guess II we see to-
morrow. and that's no joke. Now do
YOU wonder l got hot?"
Indeed. no, I've been an ass. and
here's my hand TO it-if you really
mean it's quits
It's quits all right. long as you
don't run out OF sand" responded
Blake. and he gripped the others soft
hand until the Englishman WINGED
SO: that's settled I've got a no,
temper. but | don't hold grudges. Now
vhere're your fish7"
well. they were all spoiled"
Spoiled"
The sun had shriveled them"
And you call that spoiled, Were
| like TO eat them rot>en before We
through with this picnic. How about
the POOLS
Pools Do you know. Blake. neve-
thought OF the pools stopped to
watch you. and then we were so anx
ious about you
anu AuInru Ou
heel to wade into the half-drained pool
| in whose midst he had been deposited
by the hurricane.
Two or three small FISH lay family
wriggling on the surface. As Blake
| sp!ashed through the water TO seize
them his foot struck against a living
body which fioundered violently and
l IA she'd brilliant forked tail above the
muddy water. Blake sprang over the
/ fsh. which was entangled In the
reeds. and with kick flung It clear
out upon the ground.
"A coryphene," cried winthrope
and he ran forward to stare at the
gorgeously colored prize.
"Coryphene7" repeated Blake. fol
lowing his example. Good to eat"
Fine as salmon. This is only a
small one. but"
Fifteen pounds II an ounce," cried
Blake. and he thrust his hand In his
pocket. There was a moments ST.
lence. and winthrope. glancing up. saw
the other staring in blank dismay.
What's up?" he asked.
Lost my knife"
"When.-in the po.l. II We felt
about"
No: aboard ship. or In the surf
Here is my knife