The Detroit times., 1915-09-24

Ing his fngsr on his lips. HsrnAndss
sprang up with the agility OF pan
ther. He collected his faculties in an
instant. He placed his hand upon the
shoulder OF the sleeping man and
Wake. senor." he commanded; 1T
IL day"
Ellington woke. He stared about
him. heavy still with slumbsr. Her
nandez shook him once again Ill.
yawned.
Senior" said HernAndss sharply.
YEA" returned Ellington.
Senior" went on HernandeI. let
US resume our convsrsation-our talk
andf He thrust his face into the face
OF Ellington. And where" he de-
manded, .is the oii-siik packstr'
Where. also" added Ponto. "is the
bag OF goldr'
searched me. have your he returned
Well, you're welcome, gsntlemen, 20
feet "Coms on" he commanded
were marooned. I'm hungry. Let
Hsrnandes caught him by the arm
where IL the packet he demanded
And where the goidr persisted
Ellington smiled. Both uavslins
niilinGton. II They are oonhd'd to her
And whyr' asked Hernandez
Ellington shrugged his shoulders. Il
thought you and ! and Ponto mere
Who knows-we may still be booked
Hernandes glanced significantly. at
Ponto. some OF US may. he said.
Come on" said Ellington. there
Follow me-"
He strobe into the water and waded
toward "A patch OF rocky reef beyond.
Ponto seized q bit OF jagged wood
that lay upon sa.s .s' ss,sa ss.sh iiSsson s ma
Once on the rocks Ellington stopped
and tore huge shell nsh from their
moorings with his naked hands. AS
he did so Ponto in a sudden frenzy
lifted high the billet in his hand and
brough, II with a crashing blow down
upon the head OF Ellington,
Illington fell like q log. Hernandez
sprang at Ponto and shook him as a
terrier shakes . rat
.YoS foSl. ,s;. !, he Oried' what do you
wait exclaimed Ponto, ciawing
Ellington with his clutching talons;
''ist US search him thoroughly.
The search yielded nothing TO them
h.1s don. rspsassH sss... shlns Theyea
always time I tell you"
Ponto shook his head. 'Senor," he
said. this man stood between US ano
the packet. There 10 no one now 10
keep us from his child"
Hernandex slowly nodded. True.
he returned. perhaps you are right
He was menace--now he II dead
He In removed. Let US leave him TO
the mercy OF the sea Come on
ars mad had said, "a ''s and G the ses
was strangely merciful. with the
of a mother II lavsd the
limbs of the suptne victim--it washed
mis- wound--it laved his brow.
II 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. IN came away covered with
blood. He stared at his rudy fingers
vacantly.
sRed-rsd," he babbled.
He stared about him In bewfider-
ment. The tide crept about his feei
The ripples played against his limbs
He threw back his head and laughed
cackle--a childish laugh OF pleasure
He bent over and felt OF the water
with his hands and laughed again
He fuat down and played with It. toss
ing Il on high, spiashins II about
down on the reef and kicked his heels
INTO the air: his head sank beneath
the water and he gurgled. Stin bah
bling and cackling he rose once more
TO his feet. Some Instinct led hir
fownrd the shore. He waded across
the narrow strip OF water. breas,
high toward the narrow strip ot
beach beyond
He reached the beach and darted
xir-par hither and thither. always
always cracking.
There was reason for this. Some
where In his skull there was q dent
"a deep depressicn--made by the BIZ
le{ OF wood that had struck him
down. Ever and anon az he went he
stroked the wound with the right
hand and drew the hand away. COW
cred with blood.
sRed-red-." ne babbied and went
on
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