The Celina Democrat. (Celina, O. [Ohio]) 1895-1921, 1912-01-19

speed that bent me In the middle with
every pull of the oars,
You cursed fool" cried. springing
for the Italians wrists. 'If you don't
turn this boat around, III"
But he did not hear me, nor feel my
grasp upon him. He was rowing with
the strength OF mailman; terror had
put glare IN his eyes, had deadened
his senses of hearing and feeling. |
called to Harvey for aid. My friend
sat speechless in the bow, gripping
both sides of the boat for support
hardly like to say what happened
in the next instant, for at first It will
not be credited, on top OF the things
already mentioned. But this is a mar
ratlye-not a story made to order
while you wait-and must be kept 10
the facts.
While I still had hold OF Andrea's
hands, the Italian fell in a heap In the
bottom of the boat, Harvey gave a
hoarse cry of mingled prayer and
curse, and l was left to clutch the
nearest seat and gasp while the little
craft tore over the white-caps with the
speed of an express train.
What was moving it? looked for
ward and saw the head again on the
water. We should be upon II in sec
ond-we should. at this rate, crash
into the junk a second later What
was the invisible power or attraction
that pulled us thitherward at so ter
rife a speed? Impressions OF old
witch stories flew before my mind
Of tricks OF sorcery and magic. at
which | had always loved to soon.
Then the boat gave jar, and the man
swimming ahead OF us was lifted clear
out of the water.
He was hanging on to a thick line
which stretched far ahead into the sea
-Harvey's tuna line, with an immense
tuna careering seaward at the other
end OF II!
Hang on" yelled-for I could see
the Filipino was more frightened now
than anybody else. Hang on for your
life! Work your way toward the
boat"
AAN 1uh nNAe0 RhOhhh ANAN " AhoM
that II he let go the boat would strike
him. He was only ten feet out on the
line. The distant tuna had evidently
risen near the surface, thus raising
the line clear of the water near the
boat. The Filipino junk was now but
hundred yards ahead, although sail
ing away as hard as 1t could, plainly
in a confusion of fright
Cut the line!" shrieked the Flipi-
no. Then l will let go and you can
pick me up"
Harvey" cried, for he was in my
way-"cut the line, or well be dashed
to pieces"
He found his wits barely in time to
save us. One slash of his knife did the
business. The moment after, we had
bumped up to the junk, and the Fiji
pino had let go the line and was swim
ming toward US. He was a superb
swimmer, and apparently indefatiga-
BILE. He called in Filipinese to the
junk to stop. Before we could realize
it we were hauled aboard Of her by
about a dozen Malays. Their captain
saluted as we came over the side.
Our Filipino stamped his foot.
ITO seal" he cried, shaking the wa
ter from his clothes. ITO sea as fast
as you can go. These gentlemen are
very persistent-they do not like to
part with what does not belong to
them. They have decided to stay with
us as far as Honolulu, and perhaps go
all the way to Manila. Sect" and he
fished the watch out of bag at his
neck. 81 had not only to take it out
Of the gentleman's pocket, but later to
remove 1t from our appointed rendez-
[Oontinued next week.l