New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1910-07-10
SUNDAY MAGAZINE FOR JUL H. '

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red beard
Somers had no sympathy for the man; but
Nth destruction ahead he burned to justify
himself in Thorsens eyes-and so IN the eyes
Of the girl he had tried to save He went on
steadily. "You had run your course, ana
the commander was bound to take you: we
MANNED it all. the court martial, my dlsmS-
sal from the ship, and the NARROWING, TO that
one end-and that cowardice th1ng- oo'h-
ers WINGED. ii, -:
Tborsen threw back his head with ms
deep chested laugh. II can guess that ny
Thor, that old gray fox astern oil us walocu
me- badly to set that mousetrap, with you
for baitl That must have grllled the Soul VI
an officer and gentleman.
Il acted under ordersi" SOmers retorted
botlv. 1.-The Buffalo couldn't catch you,
and meant to do it single handed, II 1 hao
to wait six months.
But the Fates INTERVIEWED. Well, the COIL
mander guessed right. Sooner or iatef !
should have passed the island, even II l mad
not been looking for you. l should nave
taken you off for my own selflsh reasons
And now" Thorsen said with grim iaugn'
"vou turn traitor and help the pirate 70 es-
cape! And, by heaven! believe we Ii MAKE
it yet.
The schooner, out of control of the wheels
man. was racing before the storm, threading
the deep sea lanes like sentlent creature
The cruiser, mile away, followed doggedIy
in her wake. Somers knew the gray old ON
Ger who commanded her. Despite thOu-
sand monsoons, he would follow to the Ditter
end indeed-for Thorsen, for him, for the
girl.
A SHOUT from Thorsen as the giant
IA spranp forward recalled him to the peru
no
mists like belated danger signal lie sa"
ThOrsen leap to the sheet ropes and cast
loose the foresail. ,.,.,
"Luff, man. Luff up, for your HE.
Thorsen's wild call reached him through
the threshing of the sail and the WHINE OF the
following wind A great sea washing under
the schooner lifted the little craft high IN the
air When she dropped it was with the
booming sound Of a turret gum I'm the
breast of the storm SOmers saw the wnite
sided cruiser flash past, swing round IN a
semicircle to the seas. and head up TO the
wreck His eyes were caught on string OF
signal flags streaming from the watchtul war
ship again marking time in sight of her prey:
drop down to us in the boat, he read
aloud well pick you up" He swung on
Thorsen inquiringly. -,
The big man was already hauling IN the
painter of the whaleboat over the stern lie
motioned to the native sailors, clustering att.
The Fills went over the side like bronze au-
donations.
If the cruisers boats can't live IN this
sea, mine can, and my boys will take her
through anything!" Thorsen said. He shot
a glance at the distant island and the turn-
hing waste of waters between and shook his
head Its no good!" he said grlrnly. 90
over, and I'll hand her down
| For an instant the young officer hung back
| irresolute, his eyes on the frail figure that
chung to Thorsen. He knew the giant free
booter was facing death, or worse than death
to man like him. If there lurked in his
mind a vague hope of escape, Sorners realized
how vain that hope must be. Then he re-
called the look in Thorsen's gray eyes when
ever they rested on the girl, look of yearn-
| ing and dawning hope.
"Get overl" Thorsen said impatiently.
"Man, it's coming againl Those monsoons
travel in circle. The ship can't stand an
other such faying as the last-and it is
WE'LL"
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