The evening world., 1915-08-05

"Oh, I'm all right here. anyway"
spoke up the accused man noncha-
lantly. Tho captain has been more
than good. and, as he has pointed
out, the Federal authorities In New
Orleans will undoubtedly arrest me
merely because my presence on the
ship Ia against me. But | am inno-
cent. and I'm not one bit disturbed.
"Oh. Van, don't speak OF arrest"
almost sobbed the girl, completely
losing consciousness OF our presence
in her agitation.
TT isn't so bad" Courtlandt con-
tinued: land don't you folks worry
about my situation. I read most OF
the time" He pointed to a pile OF
books strewn over the lower bunk.
1.-THE first officer sent In this bunch.
and I'm romistng my:alr a great
treat tonight with this particular
book" And he held up volume by
a popular writer.
But can YOU see well enough In
here with that one little light?" asked
the girl.
That one incandescers is plenty
II he occupies the upper BERTH" put
In the captain.
Courtlandt laughed. That's a queer
thing about me-" he said, but, do
you know, l never like an upper
perth. l object to the climbing part,
even on a boat"
As | opened the door to lead tbs
way out found Woodruff In front OF
the door. lie flushed as L hailed him.
and hurriedly told the captain that
there were wireless messages to bs
answered from the company's offices.
! could not get over the impression
that l had caught Woodruff caves
dropping as the three of us walked
around TO where our chairs were To-
Gated: but there in silence we fell
under the spell OF the June moon.
which had just risen over the edge OF
the sea. throwing a mist OF silyery
light over the waters In front or the
sharpen osed bow OF the Minerva.
Toward 3 o'clock Mr.. Woodruff
Joined US. and then Mcdonald. the
chief engineer. wandered up, and we
discussed the sea. her variable ways,
history and superstitions.
AVE, you may wcoi laugh Mt n sail
or's supersteetions," said Mcdonald,
In his rich voice, tinged with IA Scotch
brogue. while I'm a mon who does
na believe In ghosts an sic things.
still I'll confess that | believe an
pay heed tae signs. TIL day we left
New York "a shark nosed along in our
wake. Miguel. says l to one OF my
Cuban wipers. did we ever see n shark
so far north before2' No. senior says
the wiper. Some one die thisa day.
An by that I ken that Miguel is u true
sailor, oven II he isna a Presbyterian.
That business OF Mr.. Forbes hap
pened that NIGHT. Yesterday who
should | see every time ! come on
deck? Mr.. Shark tumblin' along In
our wake. Last nlcht Hallaron met
his end-an' doesna that prove ony-
thing"
looked at Larkins. and caught him
in the act OF winking at the first Of
fcer. who, to my surprise. did not re-
turn the wink.
''See your old chum to-day7" asked
tho reporter, touching a match to a
fresh cigarette.
II did, SIR" answered Mcdonald. at
which Mrs. Forbes stirred uneasily.
and felt a queer sensation along my
spine. 'He was shown his dorsal IA
every time / looked aft, an In my
opeenion tn old Minerva Is marked
by Davy Jones, an I'm no a croaker,
sir"
mo. indeed" Larkins hastily as
sured him. you are bubblnR over
with JOY and optimism. ANY one liS-
tening to your cheering reflection
could feel nothing but carefree and
usht Of heart"