The review. [volume] (High Point, N.C.) 1908-19??, 1915-09-23

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| like movement. Suddenly Hernandez
spoke.
Careful, senor," he commanded.
Behold the SURF"
He was quite right. They were
crossing some bar we'll off the shore.
Before they knew it they were in the
midst of tumult of wind-driven angry
| waves Ponto shrieked. A wave tow
| cred high above them and fell with
| thunderous thud upon the bottom OF
| their boat. She went under.
Come on" cried I1ington; "a hand
on each of my shoulders-Tll take you
| safe ashore"
| Half an hour later the three men
| staggered out of the battered surf and
sank down exhausted upon strip OF
| beach.
Dawn broke with Ilington still sleep
| ing heavily. Ponto was the first to
! wake. He shook Hernandez, placing
| his finger on his lips. Hernandez
sprang up with the agility of pam
| Their. He collected his faculties in an
instant. He placed his hand upon the
shoulder of the sleeping man and
shook him.
Wake, senor," he commanded; "it
is day"
"Senor," went on Hernandez, "let
| us resume our conversation-our talk
| of yesterday. Where is this lost
island?" He thrust his face into the
face of I1ington. "And where" he de-
| manded, lis the oil-silk packet?"
Where, also," added Ponto. "is the
bag of gold?"
Ilington smiled. $50 you have
searched me, have you?" he returned.
"Well, you're welcome, gentlemen. to
anything you find" He rose to his
feet. GONE on" he commanded,
we're marooned. I'm hungry. Let us
see what we can find"
Hernandez caught him by the arm.
where is the packet?" he demanded.
And where the gold?" persisted
Ponto.
Ilington smiled. Both travelling
north" he answered, with Annette IL
ington. They are confided to her care"
"And why?" asked Hernandez.
Ilington shrugged his shoulders. 81
were booked for death, that's why.
Who knows-we may still be booked
for DEATH
Hernandez glanced significantly at
Ponto. Some of us may" he said.
Come on" said Ilington, there are
mussels on those rocks yonder. Fol
low me-"
He strobe into the water and waded
toward patch of rocky reef beyond.
Ponto seized bit Of jagged wood
that lay upon the beach. He and Her.
nandez waded after Ilington. Once
on the rocks Ilington stopped and tore
huge shell fish from their moorings
with his naked hands. AS he did so
Ponto in sudden frenzy lifted high
the billet in his hand and brought it
with a crashing blow down upon the
head of Ilington.
Ilington fell like a log. Hernandez
sprang at Ponto and shook him as a
terrier shakes rat.
"You fool,'' he cried, what do you
gain by this?'
wait" exclaimed Ponto, clawing
nington with his clutching talons;
The search yielded nothing to them
Fool" repeated Hernandez, you
have done a useless thing. There's al
ways time tell you"
Ponto shook his head. "Senor," he
said, this man stood between us and
the packet. There is no one now to
keep us from his child"
Hernandez slowly nodded. "True."
he returned, perhaps you are right.
He was a menace-now he is dead. He
Is removed. Let us leave him to the
mercy of the sea. Come on"
ITO the mercy of the sea-" these
adventures had said, and the sea was
strangely merciful. With the tender
ness Of mother it laved the limbs of
the supine victim-it washed his
wound-it laved his brow.
It did more-it brought him back to
life. Uttering an inarticulate cry, the
man rose. staggering to his feet. He
put his hand to the back Of his head
It came away covered with blood. He
stared at his rudy fingers vacantly.
"Red-red-" he babbled.
He stared about him in bewilder-
ment
Babbling and cackling he rose once |
more to his feet. Some instinct led
him toward the shore He waded |
across the narrow strip Of water.
breast high, toward the narrow strip |
of beach beyond.