The Washington herald., 1914-05-03
BY Helen Harrington

roast pig the odor of good wine spilled freely and the
scent of the flowers with which the land covered.
The tall, slim pirate drink health to their
renowned chief Bora Bora, the direct descendant of
Arou who fell in battle with the Spaniards in Agiers
in 1853.
The little red spark in the center of the fuse
creeping and the melting until it drpped
down the fat sides of the shaven pig
Bora Bora and bent his turbaned head till it
almost swept the ground 1t the first time he had
heard of this ancestor but he accepted him on the
spot.
Suddenly there was binding fash of light and a re-
port that reverberated throughout the Malay Archpc
ago Up into the air went the federation of pirates
including representatives from the Caucasian or the
white race; the Malay the brown race the Mou-
golian the yellow race; the Ethiopian the black
race there lacking only the American Indians,
the red race
At the moment of the explosion each pirate with the
instinct which prompts drowning man to grasp at
straw grabbed for the thing him which, each
instance, another pirate that they into the
heavens in a solid mass, then broke apart and fell
gracefully the earth like sparks from falling rocket
their bright coored turbans and kerchefs catching the
light as they fell
Like Millions angels:
From till noon they fell from to dewy eve"
1t was a beautiful sight.
which they commanded in the distance and they were
much edited They also for some. time slightly
perplexed by what seemed to them strange phenom-
1t simply this: The set in motion by
the conclusion from explosion of dynamite travel
faster than the sound that carry the human voice
and high the air the dsembodied voices of the pirates
could be heard for after they themselves
had disintegrated into atoms.
What do you suppose that was?" said part of
T.
tree.
That awful earthquake" answered all that
left of the other pirate.
These islands gi-cn to frequent eruptions and
earthquakes and the few pirates who left whole
believe to this day that lingo and his buried
in the ruins of the greatest earthquake in the memory
of
Some of those in the inner circle however had
moment to observethat the explosion from the pig
and said they aseended into the air that this the
first intimation they had had that yellow meal
high explosive.
Bora Bora being fat and much heavier than the others
did go high into the air and of the few
that escaped instant annihlation. 1t took
mets after the explosion for lingo and the others to
reach the spot and Bora Bora landed back the earth
again about the same moment that the captain
arrived. With the fury of maddened bull he plunged
his knife into the gallant young captain, who fell back
into the arms of his comrades. As Bora Bora with
drew his knife he caught the eye of lingo ablaze with
anger, and turning swiftly, he ran followed by few
scattering of his band who by some strange
chance had escaped unhurt. Bora Bora and his COM
panions reached remote part of the island before
lingo finally overlook them With fury in his heart for
the injury done his beloved captain he fired Down fell
Bora Bora Ike log. For instant lingo paused,
kicked the hateful with his foot, and said:
You have drawn my captains blood you dog
wish you had thousand lives, that l might take
them ALL
For moment he watched the retreating figures of
the others, who flying pemel and like frightened
women screaming for mercy. Even in that tragic
lingo could not help smiling their fight
Hurrying back to the spot where his captain had
fallen he found the standing white and silent.
looking down on the still form on the ground. He
spoke With look that would have broken the heart
OF anyone who it. he turned to the mate but got
reassuring word.
Throwing his cap aside he knelt down beside the still
form of the gallant fellow who had befricnded him.
The cold stiff feeling the breast chilled his hand and
with great sob that shook his whole frame, he threw
himself across the body and wept his heart out IN his
first great grief.
Finally the mate placed his hand gently on his shoul-
der and reminded him that they were still in danger
that those of the pirates who had escaped might signal
Others and while there yet time they must get
into the row-boats and for their vessel which
at anchor in the ofIng.
Turning to tine men he said. quietly: Men, your
captain is dead; you choose his SUCCESSOR From
the deep throats of the came, as voice, the
word:
"Zingop
A week later lingo was formally and afectonatey
pronounced captain of the Pretty Leocada" The gold
lace of his captains uniform duly baptized in cham
payne and with rousing cheer the follow
him through thick and thin Together they made
compact to sail the seas in search of adventure and
right wrongs wherever they found them.
Besides his desire for action and service stranger
and deeper force stirring within the heart of lingo
He had realization of what it was, but he
less and for all his dignity and responsibility there
was something within him still unsatished.
One night standing alone the deck Of vessel, the
meaning to him. for into his mind for the first
time in his life, came the thought of WOMAN.
Vague dim and shadowy the vision hoated across his
consciousness, and he became filled with desire to
face danger for her and to lay at her feet the
results of his life's work.
He little knew what awaited him, how soon his dim
dream to become a reality
Ito be eontirxed) .