The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1913-11-05
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ming to creep INFO MINI H'inu UNI
there was something wrong with the
ship. The Transformation Of Schwartz
from nm alnahp. taIkativp. friendly Ut
tie man into the tacitMrn creature who
paced the poop or wrote for hours IN
his cabin struck oddly on MATHS atten.
ton. The "ruff mate WAS gruffpr thin
ever ard showed m increasing disin-
clmtion to let Matt seq the chart ~
the vessels course was plotted from
day to dHy And these white and
WHISPERED patria"hS: Was 1t a float
in" old mems home or what:
The humorous view with which these
thn"S were ut tirSl regarded changed
imlrrcpthly as time wore on Who
WIS this strange Schwartz and this
strange RrandeiS. and what had been
the secret Of the formers impnlSive
good will IN San Francisco? Nothing
now was heard Of old south sea cap,
tnfns standing together. The amazing
fact dawnpd on Matt that Schwartz
was no seaman ut all. hut landsman
Incorporating as the master of the vas
sci Was II possible that they We're
prisoners on this singular ship-com-
Portable. well fed. politely treated pris-
OnerS?
To increase Mats miSgivincs. Chris.
who was a lighter sleeper than him.
self had been hearing "nnlSps" In the
middle Of the night She Described
them as funny. Swapping sounds" that
commenced after Schwartz had pissed
their door and looked In. ns though TO
assure himself that they We're asleep.
She was so positive Of this that Matt
determined to stay awake one night
and see and henr for himself II II
were fancy on Chris part the sooner
she was undecpivrd the better. for she
was nervous and frightened and had
moments Of passiOnatplv wishing they
had never set foot on the Esmpralda.
Midnight struck eight bells Half
after midnight one he'll. One o'clock
two bells Half after I three bells
He grew brewster and druwsier. Sud-
denly Chris clntrhpd him
Hes coming" she whisr"rpd. "Matt.
he's c""'"g-l heard the door"
Me..i lid his breath Schwartz was
tiptoping past their door M. not past
It. for the man stopped on hls way and
cast \ quick glance within. He VIVA
In his pniamas. fila face was n ctndy
Of fnrtivenpss and rAuti,N.. Then he
tirtotzl on and was seen no more.
"Didn't tell yon!" murmurei ChriA
I'm moment the noises will begin"
''Sh.h.h" returned Matt. "Sh H."
II was more than moment. COW.
ever, before the quiet wins Disturbed.
"Therp. there" exclaimed chris.
A peculiar jarring Sound bpcame
family audible, as though some ma.
chlnery had been set In motion. But
II waS too irregular for machinery
and had an indeScribable thrilling
quality that Matt VS. ut loss to nc.
count for, The cabin shiverpl with
1t. II was rs fine as the hash of a
whip ana as vicious. as il seemed to
sting the air, Matt leaped from the
bunk. despite Chris entlpaties. BY
George. lie was going to see what il
WAS. Follow Schwartz and find out.
1t waS an astonishing sight that met
his gaze. Forward of the foremost
WAS n sort of hut constructed of mat
tresSes. forming windbrpak ar shield
open only to the focaStle Within Il
seated on box. was Herman, bent
over an apparatus and causing il by
me'ils of small brass handle to emit
thai astounding buZzing as we'll as au
intesS,int sputter Of sparks and flash
ps. There waS no liStlpssipss now In
that rawky youth. His expression
was keen: his hand moved the key
with lightning precision: he had IN
unmistakable air of mastery aud skill
IA Of man engaged In something b,
excellpd In.
Wireless. or course Il was the wire
less. Matt had read Of It. but had new
er seen II before In action. Zi-sl-
zizizizi-zi-xi-zi-zi ri ri. The brass lev
er darted up and down. fingered and
snapl~d amid n spluttpr Of sparks and
nasheS; the captain. holding n sheaf ol
pal~rs With his thumb. rpeled OF sen
tent~ after sentence In how. vibrip,
voice: the lantern light fiickered oveI
the yellow sheets. over Herman's ben,
head encased In q curious harness