, 1909-07-22
from apprehension.

yes, i TeDlleu TeluCtdully. not Qdr-
| ing to say otherwise.
"How-how many?"
-Four men. a woman. and a child"
An instant she stared into my face:
then swept her eyes about the light
ed cabin. only to bury them within her
hands. her whole BODY trembling.
"A woman and child, Here,
here!' for 1875 years! Oh, merciful
Cod" she lifted her eyes again. filled
with horror, her hands %clenched.
"They-they were actually here, ap-
pearing natural? looking as they did
in life?"
Yes; they seemed to be sleeping,
for they had been solidly frozen in the
very attitudes in which they died. The
woman rested on the couch yonder.
She had beautiful dark hair and eyes.
and must have been about 80 years of
age. The child was in a bunk, a little
faxen-haired girl of three or four"
"And-and you buried them?"
LAS best we could. We wrapped
them In blankets, and consigned them
to the deep. with a prayer for their
souls" I e closer. Doris. dear
don't let this est so heavily upon you
wish ! might have kept it all hidden
II was only the end of one of the in
Vulnerable tragedies Of the sea. We
must face our own needs now, and
that task will require all our coura ,e."
| thought she did not hear me, the
tears continuing to fall between her
fingers. half-suppresed sob sha'iinP
her form. Yet as l rested my hand
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me out of moistened eyes. her lips
firmly set.
"Yes-yes; l know, Jack. but-bu,
1t is all SO terrible. and-and has come
to me with such a shock. | can not
comprehend it-that they should have
Dctually been here-here. all those
|years-waiting. But | will not think
of it any longer; IL wills do some
thing to make me forget"
We all messed together. sitting upor
the long benches drawn up about trt
Fable. Dade waiting upon us. with Dor
is and Celeste occupying places be
tween De Nova and myself. Al the
beginning we spoke little, the strange
mess Of our surroundings holding Us
silent, but the minds of all being busy
with the same thought, we ~insensibly
drifted into conversation regardin,
pur chances of rescue, and the histori
BIZ the old vessel in whose cabin W.
noated. Once De Nova introduced tn,
Subject Of the treasure which might
be stored away below deck. and the
HAnl exhibited their interest by nu
ferrous qu,s ion; but | gave them lit
He encouragement along this line. re
alizing that for the present our EARL
EST effort SHOULD be to transform the
wreck into some degree of sdiety-a
sail first, and a clean rudder: these ri
tained. the search for treasure nigh
begin.
What a scene and group that was.-
The w!ntIy night without. the drifting
fog of snow. the helpless hulk risin:
aEd falling non the treacherous heav,
Cf the sea, that odd, violet colored lign
cleaning owe us. The faces are ever
before me-the girlish looking Celeste
with her dark curls and white teeth
.aly Darlington. he. gray eyes still
moist as she glanced about the in
%'rrior, u~rforgetful of its memories; d.
Nova. jaulty as We. with no though
beyond the present. recalling TO my
hind with every movement the face Of
HAT lead S"apiard who for more than
century had sat where he was sit
ing: Sanchez. pale and with tina
hunted look, a counterpart no doubt OF
Eome seaman this ship had known |,
b:hcr days; Mcknight, bury Il red
fecked; Kelly. his blue eyes filled with
The merriment of old Ireland; John
Sen. broad-shouldered, and sober-faced
eating steadily, with never a lift of
is shaggy brows; and Dade, %fidttering
about like a waiter ashore. with his
Eternal smirking and suggestion of a
Zip.
When the dishes had finally been re
moved | gave the men permission to
Smoke, went back to h after safe
foom, and brought forth the loS-book
which we made an ecsort to decipher.
I was roughly writ en- and by a nun
Der of different hands. and between us
pur knowledge of early Spanish script
WAS barely sufficient to enable us to
read a portion of it. The earlier en-
fries made by the captain, although
badly faded, were legible enough
bringing the story of the voyage down
10 the latter part of July. and recount
ng a series of severe gales, involving
he loss of several members of the
brew. Then a new hand o up the
pen. "Balaza, first officer" the captain
having been killed by a falling spar:
for a week or ten days the ale was
~ fierce struggles in the ice-pack, and
steady drift to the southwark. Others
ollowed-"Alcassar, second officer"
Salvatore, government agent" every
ine the record of new disaster. gales,
Wrecked rigging n death. They
we're locked in beyond all hope early
y August, vast hummocks overhang-
no the AAnE the faraaaStla aaalai Inv