The Columbus journal., 1910-02-23
CHAPTER x.-Continued.

CHAPTER x.-continued.
Il" change in the man Spe2kin.
held ne breathless; his cant. his usu
ally oily method of Utterance ha,
merged into an earneStnesS full o
fascination.
Well. that was about all. sir" h!
voice sinking back into COMMONPLACE
III two hours we We're out O. sight
an feelin' Ocr way through a blindin
snow squall. But il was such a run
thing, Ciscoverin' them islands out
there all uncharted. with that auee,
ghost ship perch!n' on EN-, that
Wroic down the latitude an longitude
An IN" Rockers name in my los-book
W. was about three weeks maxim the
Mes Falklands. where | Skinned 4
few more hands. an then bore away
north for home
Tie drew plug of tobacco from ont
his coattaii pocket. cut off what he
needed, ard slowed it away i'm his
check. He ran his fingers through his
thin hair, and resumed:
Ahcut is months later | was back
with The OF BETSY in the South Pa
riiic. One night. with the moon shin.
IN. hardly ripple anywhere. my
mat" run her nose onto a rock. a
couple o hundred miles south O. Eas-
Ter island. an in less than 90 minutes
HE bark had gone down like a stone.
We made Easter island in the boats
without much trouble. but ii want so
easy to get away. had six weeks Of
AZ before j got chance. an then l
shipped afore the mast on a sandal
wood trader. De Nova here was mate.
an finally. huntin' goods to peddle
among the islanders. we sailed into
Valparaiso. an the most of us Skinned
out Well. by that time 1 wasn't
ih:nkin' very often about that ice
ship down in the Antar'tic; l was
hustiin' for some sort o berth to take
me back 10 the States. But one night
down IN Rcdrigues' back room, where
4 hung out. l got to talkin' with q
gambler named Francisco--the same
smooth duck who introduced himself
as DE Castillo to you, sir. He was an
educated man. an seemed to like to
hear me talk. an among other sea
warn: / happened to tell aim this one.
tie seemed mighty interested, although
he wasn't never given to seafarir'.
an &c al me a whole pile O. fool CUES
'ioi-s. Finally he wanted to meet me
a-ain alone the next dav.
Well, havicS' nothin' better to do.
I vas here when lie came, an he
showed ZIP with a queer lookin', big,
Of hook. the cover half ripped off.
under his arm. Then he made me tell
him that yarn over again, and de-
scribe The ship jest exactly as I re-
.mcmbe-ed it. Then. when I'd got
,ihr"Ish, an tcid him everything !
coald dig out o my memory. he opened
ult that book O his on the table, an
daEmc. sir. if he didn't show me a
picture Of that same oil hooker. plain
a. lifC. Only everything was trim an
shirskape on board. with the masts up
an The sails DRAWN The rame was
printed underneath. too-Donna lisa
bel. CadiZ.
That book he showed me was
printed in Spanish-not Just like what
you see TO day. sir, but the letterin' all
rough. as though it had been cut out
o wood. but the fellow showed me the
ia" when it was printed. an il read
seville, 1873. plain enough. Francisco
s'-Cie Cu. in English What he said was
WI oil, 49,
be-: an there it is. sir. in his own
hacGwritin'."
i.c took The paper cut of his inner
Goa; pocket ard spread it omen on
INC liable before US. De Nova and
Anderson leaned forward eagerly to
lock 1t il. but futile showed it along
toward me.
Read II out loud. SIR he said, his
voice trembling. The writing was no,
Clear, and held it rp to the light.
'Ga!iecn Donna Isabel. ship-rigged.
$50 tons, Amador. Master. built 1880.
home port CadiZ. Sailed Guayauuil
for Valencia. June IL. 1853: crew num-
Sered j., passengers II. including five
women; carried treasure. in gold in
gots and pieces of eight. valued at
3.oOo.OoO pesos. consigned by Canda-
mo, nTesidente. to departme-,. of the
west. receipted for by Salvatore, gov
crnment agent Spoken by ship Con-
quistador. Sanchez. master. July I6.
1853. so degrees 20 minutes west and
4. degrees 10 minutes south: all well.
Lost at sea: no report"
= put down the paper. and looked
across 1t futile; he sat motionless.
his head in his hands | confess the |
tale had affected NE strangely, and l |
could not doubt that the man honestly
believed every word he had uttered. |
Iet il was far too marvellous ever to