White Pine news weekly mining review. [volume] (East Ely, Nev.) 1910-1920, 1914-11-01

mined to take and the other to hol,
this mysterious box. Dunkers strug
gled to uphold his word; not that hi
really wanted the box, but to prove
that he a strong enough to taxi
It II. he wanted to. The name on thu
box flashed and disappeared. 1t wa
a kind of shock to him. He anC
Blossom went battering against the
rail. Dunkers grip slipped and SC
did Blossoms. The result was thai
the box was catapulted into the sea
With an agonizing cry. Blossom
leaned far over. He saw the box
oscillate for a moment, then sink
gracefully in a zigzag course. down
through the blue waters. Fainter
and fainter 1t grew, and at last van
ished.
I'm sorry. Steve; but yuh
wouldn't let me look at It," said
Dunkers. contritely.
Damn you; I'm goin' to kill y
for that"
1t became a real fight this time,
fist and foot. tooth and nail; one
mad with the lust to kill and the
other desperately intent on living.
II was one of those contests in which
honor and fair play have no part.
But for the timely arrival of the cap
tain and some of the crew Dunkers
would have been badly injured. per-
haps fatally. They hauled back Bios
son.. roaring out his oaths at the
top of his lungs. 1t took half an
hours arguing to calm him down.
Then the captain demanded to know
what 1t was all about. And blubber-
ing Steve told him.
six hundred feet of water. If I've
got my Reckoning right. The an
Choir lies in sixty feet. but the star
board side drops sheer six hundred.
You swab, Why DIDN'T you bring
the box to me A mar has a right
to what he finds. Id have taken
care of IL for you till We got back to
port. | know you were greedy; you
thought | might want to stick my
fist into your tresure And you'll
never find it In 600 feet of water and
tangled porous coral. That's what
uott uaf f1x hofnr N h1a 49,. A.
for YOU" and the captain turned to
Dunkers, get your dunnage and
your pay and hunt for another boat
Rack. | won't have no murder on
board Captain Manners. And the
sooner you go. the better"
"I1l go, sir said Dunkers, readi-
ly enough. Had the misfortune
happened to him and had Blossom
oeen the aggressor. he would want
his life. He understood. Like the
valet in 'Olivette.'' Il was the time
for disappearing.
IAN keep u o my way. I'll git
y yet" growled Blossom.
Keep your mouth shut" said the
mate, sor I'll have you put in irons,
you pig"
"All right. sir. I've said all I'm
goin' t say t'day"; and Blossom
strobe off.
What was the box like?' asked
the captain of Dunkers.
Chinese contraption. sir; least
wise it looked that way to me.
Didn't look as if it'd been in tn wa
ter long. sir. Somethin' lost over
board by some private yacht, t my
thinkin'. I'll keep out o. Steye's
way. I'll lay low on shore, sir"
And though Steve made a perfect
range of the spot. he never came
back to find the mysterious box.
never saw the ellison house back
home. nor did he ever see Dunkers
again. On the voyage home he
brooded continually. and was
frequently found b~lubbering; and one
night he skipped his watch and went
to Davy Jones locker.
Dunkers had not told about the
name he had seen on the box; and
Blossom had not thought to. The
name Hargreave had instantly
brought back to Dunkers' mind the
newspaper stories he had recently
read. There was no doubt in the
world that this box belonged to the
missing millionaire, who had drawn
a million from his bank and vanish
ed; and, moreover. there was no
doubt in Dunkers' mind that this
million lay in the Bahaman waters.
1t had been drawn up from the bot
tom of the sound, under the path of
the balloon. He proceeded. then to
take a most minute range. 1t would
require money and partners; but half
a loaf would be far better than no
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