The silver messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1890-1912, 1909-04-13

-. thsik We kept a veily 2oou watcf
on deck Our eyes were always on the
sea. trying to catch sight of the damned
pirates 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. If you can. nearly 10
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."
By Barnes direction Graham imme-
diately 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 II
and for a moment thinks it some fish
ing craft, but the Scotch mate leaving
the wheel to a seaman's hands, springs
forward, takes long look at it; then
borrows the Americans glasses and
runs nimbly up the rigging to the tor
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" II
heard in Marina's anxious voice.
Il can ne'er believe It," answer.
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 tn,
breeze has died with the rising sun, /
Is another hour before they fan thei
way near the Seagull. Upon it's decl
Is a solitary man, who franticall,
screams to them: "a moi, mes amis
Rescue me! Sacre bleu, re pirat,
cochons have left me. | am Leboeuf
re cook"
Leboeuf!" shouts Graham, and care
fully cOnned by the Scotch mate, tn,
fishing vessel is run alongside of tn
Seagull. The light swell permits then
to spring from one little craft to tn
other, and in a moment Barnes ha
assisted Marina onto the yachts deck
Here they are met by volatile ex
CARNATIONS and explanations, from
Monsieur Leboeuf. Monsieur Barnes,
he cries sympathetically, re pirate
have carried your bride away. Ze
boarded me at re moment | was plat
ing your supper on re cabin table las
evening. Zen zey gagged me till
could not speak. One-two-thre
minutes and she came on board In z
blackness. Expecting to meet YOU
Madame Barnes ran down into re cal
in, and zen"
Them" Barnes face is set Xix
that of statue.
Zen zey locked re cabin door upo
Madame, and though she cry out pa
no more attention to her till zey ha
got under way. Zen-zen-"
What next?" Burton's voice
hoarse.
"Aftaire Eat, zey come to me an
say: No harm to you. Cook us
good NEAL and one young man, han,
sOme-faced, bright-eyed, well-dresse
gallant, he gave me louis and said
Feed us well but feed us on deck. W
are gentlemen; we do not intrude upo
lady, Zen l give zem, mon Dieu, 2
, beautiful meal l have prepared IL
you. All, how re pirates ate it,"
CTO BE CONTINUED.)