The Garland globe. [volume] (Garland, Utah) 1906-191?, 1910-04-16
CHAPTER XIII.
The Mark Of the Beast.

not been called on watch by Blake
until long after midnight, he had soon
fallen asleep at his post and permitted
the fire to die out. Shortly before
dawn, Blake was reused by pack of
jackals, snarling and quarreling over
the half-dried seafow1 TO charge
upon the thieves and put them to
flight with a few blows of his club
took but moment. Yet daylight
showed more than half the drying
frames empty
Blake was staring glumly at them,
with his broad back to Winthrope,
when Miss Leslie appeared The sud
den cessation of Winthrope's COM
plants brought his companion around
on the instant. The girl stood before
him, clad from neck to foot in her
leopard-skin dress.
We'll, I'll be-dashed!" he ex-
claimed, and he stood staring at her
open-mouthed
II fear II will be warm. Do you
think 1t becoming?" she asked, flush
ing, and turning as though to show
the At of the costume
do II" he echoed Miss Jenny,
you're a peach!"
Thank you" she said. And here
is the skirt. l have ripped IL open.
You see, 1t will make a fine flag"
IF it's put up. Seems a pity,
though, to do that. when we're getting
on so fine. What do you say to leav-
ing 1t down, and starting a little
colony of our own?"
Miss Leslie raised the skirt in her
outstretched hands. Behind 1t her
face became white as the cloth.
"Well?" demanded Blake soberly,
though his eyes were twinkling.
You forget the fever" she retorted
mockingly, and Blake failed to catch
the quaver beneath the light remark.
Say, you've got me there!" he ad-
mitted. Just pass over your flag, and
scrape up some grub. I'll be breaking
out big bamboo. There are plenty
of holes and loose stones on the cliff
Well have the signal up before noon"
Miss Leslie murmured her thanks,
and Immediately set about the prep
aration of breakfast.
When Blake had the bamboo ready,
with one edge of the broad piece of
white duck dashed to 1t with catgut as
high up as the tapering staff would
bear, he called upon WINTHROP to ac-
company him.
you can go, too, Miss Jenny" he
| added. you haven't been on the cliff
yet, and you ought to celebrate the &C.
casion."
mo. thank you" replied the girl.
I'm still unprepared to climb preci-
| pices, even though my costume Is that
| of a savage"
Savage? Great Scott! that leopard
dress would win out against any set
they're considered all kinds of dog.
| Come on. / can swing you into the
| branches, and it's easy from there
up"
you will excuse me, please"
| Yes, you can go alone" interposed
| WINTHROP. Il am indisposed this
morning, and, what is more, I have
had enough of your dictatlon."
You have, have your" growled
Blake, his patience suddenly come to
an end. We'll, let me tell you, Miss
Leslie is lady, and If she don't want
to go, that settles 1t. But as for you,
youn go, If l have to kick you every
step"
Winthrope cringed back, and broke
into childish whine. "Don't-don't
do it, Blake Oh, | say, Miss Gene.
We've, how can you stand by and see
hSei abuse me like this?"
Blake was grinning as he turned to
Miss Leslie. Her face was flushed
and downcast with humiliation for her
| friend. 1t seemed incredible that a
man of his breeding should betray
such weakness. A quick change came
over Blake's face.
| Look here" he muttered, II guess
I'm enough of sport to know some
thing about fair play. Wins coming
down with the fever, ands no more to
blame for doing the baby act than
he'll be when he gets the delirium,
and gables"
Il will thank you to attend to your
own affairs" said Winthrope.
| you're entirely welcome. It's what
I'm doing Do you understand, Miss
Jenny?"
Indeed, yes; and wish to thank
you. | have noticed how patient you
have BEEN"
Pardon me, Miss Leslie" rasped
WINTHROP. Can you not see that for
a fellow of this class to talk of fair
play and patience is the height of