The evening world., 1915-02-13

william Ryan, much a. o clock ticks.
And now set UP, both Of you'll"
Capt; Velvet roarsd. Hey. you
His fiery sys settled on the Snake,
far on. on his hands and knees, whin-
Ing incoherently az he Stripped the
rail- with one hand and the side Of
his head with the other.
"You-you broke my skuiil" James
II meant 70. james. You won't
have no slull left, busted or other
wise. II YOU don't come hers!" the
good captain beloved. ''C'm'ersi
Therei See that chalk liner Well.
lynn. snealEin' passed. Of yei"
In Mr.. Robert Pollard's body there
was pot q bone that did not ache.
Tho Spanish Brute. both large hands
stroking q swelling jaw, could no
moro than hold tottering erect posi-
zion; while James Evans, clutchine
his own Uranium and whimperinr.
reeled dtssily when he tried to walk.
Yet they managed to face Can't.
Velvet quite ~ he directed.
Il dunno why don't lose my tom.
per and feed your three carcasses 10
the fish," he said geniaily, "but
guess It's because I need q crow for
this race-and I've got too burned
much consideration for the fish.
you're incorrigibls ana there sin.t anv
reform In 70. 30 the first man that
crosses that chalk line gets shot on
the spot. Understand mef"
Il wouldn't cross that line for
William Ryan began.
Nov got forard and stay forard.
and obey orders as I give 'em. thatss
ALI" the Captain snapped. "James.
git aloft and shake out that topeslj"
They obeyed.
After few anxious minutea ths
Lavinia rolled giddily. far over to
port. and stayed there. And, hav.
Ing nit the new angle, she seemed 10
ma pleasure In II. for she held IL and
p0nged on at markedly Increased
speed sps inc topsail. apparently. was
They had rounded the BUOY m t,d,,x
that they had all but scraped sway
the paint, and far back there Captain
velvet was posing theatricaliv over
his wheel and beaming childliEe nan.
2iness At everything in sight. The
Eleanora and her Companion. vhn
seemed inseparable, were Ioiterinr I'M
TO the buoy at their own slower pace.
ROBERT Pollard sighed and ehud. .
putty. ~
:. His glazed eyes. staring about took
In haEy details Of yelling thoussnds-
on the water. on the yacht club float.
on the shore itself. Whistles were
blowing again and f1ags were waving:
the silly little cannon was boomins
away irresponsibly; and the Spanis6
Brute. on his feet beside Mr.. Pollard
now. was choking:
" I'VE won. Robby! We won By
about q mile! He wants us 30 puil
those hellish sails down again now
POLLARD! said tho captain.
I'm going ashore for q spell. You
three stay here. I'm coming off agair
pretty quick"
He departed. Ten minutes later tn,
disconsolafe trio piled into / boat and
set off for shore. As they rowed
they heard . big voice yell:
InoIe are the three! They've lsf
II don't think TO-" ob5sctsd eaima,
voice.
"well. don't care . rap what the,
J and jail them myself All the boy
agreed to that the second the old cap
tain told Us about It, and most Of then
want to lynch the rotten Founders
I'm going to rin In an6ket Lawrence
be iause he met the one who call
himself Pollard at the club last night
and then We won't be manhandlinl
innocent''-
At which point the wind carrie,
away his voice. Mr.. Pollard drew
II guess we'rs not going to land III
this way" he said shortly a. h,
I turned the rowboat In the opposit
. direction.
II suppose he's only blumns whel
, he grinds his teeth like that and say
) he'll settle with them In his owl
fashion," came family but very clear
ly In the hard. young voice.
1T don't know about that, Ebert.
1 they caught even moro family. bu
J. all too distinctly. He carries tw
tremendous pistols, and he told Bit
tington about using them one time
the Zambesi I think It was. years ag
= -when"- ...
, the words died out altogether.
Cant you row . little faster. Rob
by?' The Snakes voice shook.
} I'm going as fast as can now!
a their bitter chief painted. Were pa
!, their landing at any rate. TIL hea
in down there toward ths-the houa
= I used TO own"
Z painting, he rowed on. Nearer the
came to tho shore and nearer Still.
The Snake suddenly laid hand o
his chiefs knee. =,
. "wait a second. Robby," no salt
}. whats that In tho bushes over Their
by the shore?"
"That's willy the Weasel" grunte
the Spanish Brute. IT Just saw hil
q and-hey, look down there!"
l. ITS Reddy Bowers" muttered M
:, Pollard.
y and pipe that tree behind him,
u the Snake contributed. There's abot
o twenty of the Tin Dipper gang hfdin
), up there and watching us. and II
second We get near enough
And then across the sound. Yer
y family also, came a new. hoarss voic,
u 'T don't want EN- more'n tWent
~ yards of whom start pumpin'. TONY
N but you leave II to me. They cost n
. the nineteen hundred had In n
u jeans, and I'll croak the blanketI
l. blank blank
n. The dreadful words rolled on an
a on. senseless vileness In themselve
III vet pregnant with meaning for II
sr three men In the boat.
V Again Robert Pollard ceased rov
:. ing. A.. Ia
i down this way either" he decided.