The evening world., 1914-03-28

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his knife. cast younge"
wood upon the flames. 1t damped
them down. but It gave smoke. blank
cts and spirals Of blue-gray smoke.
thickening, deepening and at last ris-
Ing In a steady column. lie ran TO
the fallen palm trees and hacked
away their fronds, half dried and half
withered by the sea. They increased
the name and more green brushwood
increased the smoke.
II was now magnificent, n pillar OF
darkness rising In the air. bending to
the wind and breaking into fronds OF
smoke.
:. He left II. and, shading his eyes.
stared out across the sea. The vessel
was almost abreast OF the isiano'
about three miles away to northward.
scarcely two miles to Westward: she
was a small vessel, ship rugged: that
In TO say, with square sails on all her
three masts: she would not he more
than two hundred and fifty or three
hundred tons.
The wind had vcercd almost Into
the cast. so she had II on her BEAM
t,he seemed indifferent TO all things
and as divorced from reality as a
painted ship in some brilliant picture
Of the sea. Never did II seem possible
that she would respond to call or
signal.
She was abreast OF the island now
and now-Gaspard could scarcely
believe his eyes-she was altering her
course: the wind was spilling from
her sails-she was heaving to.
He saw boat detach itself from
her, a tiny speck AT first. now larger
now plainly visible: 1t was making.
not for the western side. but for the
aouthern beach, where the landing
was good. Evidently the vessel knew
the island and had landed boat here
before
He made for the beach and stood
there waiting. The rocks TO westward
cut Off his view Of the oncoming boat
fnnd he had time for moments
thought.
He felt like an actor who had TO
\appear on the stage with half
learned part. Thinking entirely OF
I how 10 hide his treasure. he hah for
rotten to invent a story to account
for his presence on the island.
II was too late now. for here came
the boats nose round the western
rocke, a large, white painted boat,
flashing eight oars in the sun.
Now she was coming dead on FOR
tho beach and Gaspard was wadinG
on. knee deep TO meet her. WITHIN
fen strokes Of the beach the men
CEASED rowing, and she came bravery
on. the bow oar standing up and
shouting something in English when
Gaspard did not understand; ne
waved and shouted a reply in French
and the next moment he was clutch
ing the thwart. being hauled aboard
and showed aft.
The mate Of the vessel. who was
steerins. a Ratchet faced American
hauled Gaspard down beside him and
without waiting for word or question
which would have been useless. con-
aidering that he could scarcely spear
n syllable Of French. shouted orders
10 the crew and the boat poled or
from the shore and began It's return
Journey to the ship.
"French?" said the mate whei
they were under way.
Gaspard nodded, "Oui, oui'' thei
pointing behind him. wreck 1t wa
one Of the few English words tina
ne knew. The hands In the boat al
Americans lean-faced, bronze chew
,nv as they rowed, looked with In
terest at tho r,arooncd one ana mao
remarks about him one to IN" othei
but the mate. after the hrs' lnterro
ration seemed to have ~" 'lter"s
IA anything but getting back to tn
shin az quickly as possible Ther
WAS a life belt in the stern or IN
nout with the words Anne Martin
On il.
Gaspard pointed to the name an
then at the ship they we're approach
ing.
"Anne Martinez asked he.
The mate nodded and spat into tn
sea.
K "ouelle port7" asked Gaspar'
pointing southwark.
\ "st Pierre"
~ ~Ss. Pierre!" cried Gaspard. "ol