The Eureka sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1902-current, 1915-03-06

He whether his task was
to be to stand guard yer the gold In
the specie room or TO hunt for possible
burglars through the ship. but he said
nothing, as Miss yennison was yet talk
Ing.
Father doesn't feel well enough to
go down where the room is. and, be-
sides. he doesn't want to have 1t gen
orally known that he Is interested
Then why did he cenfide In Benz
dict, Brill wondered.
so I told him I'd go down and in
spect IT," she said and paused for n
moment. Afterward he cursed himself
fof an obtuse ass as he realized that
the girl had been waiting for his Offer
as escort. - F
I'D ike to see the ship she coh-
tinued a bit d%ifidently. "You see, I've
never been on one before" y
Still silence. l. a.
$50 II thought you-you might ar
range II for me-get permission from
the captain-you know him, you See Z
Comprehension burst In on the
young mans mind and sent him heay-
onward. He insisted on being her
guide In the whole matter and left her
with the assurance that he would se-
cure the required permission. or. as he
told himself. be put in irons for his
persistency. In reality he found the
task very easy. He met Marsh in the
Office, told him what he wished to do
and asked the whereabouts OF the CAP
tain. ~ ~ so@
Don't bother finding him. said the
commercial man. The pursers in his
den. Just saw him. He'll fix YOU"
And so, In fact, he did, with the
utmost courtesy and willingness. That
arranged. Brill dragged Marsh impetiI.
ously along with him toward the IT.
brary. On their way they ran into
Professor Pennythorpe with his sex.
tant, and the man Of science button,
holed Marsh at once.
ITS just as positive as that the sun
shines, Nh. Marsh" he fhrndered,
This ships course for the past two
days If continued would bring us to
the coast of Portugal instead of Eng
land" 3~GsafsVOk} 10 ts'n a1D
Then he trotted off tn a state bt
great agitation to impart his news ia
the next victim. ismA OK
what on earth's the matter with
the old donkey?" asked Brill, more
amused than interested.
Marsh explained.
"He says his observation proves we
are many miles south of our course
and below the forty-first degree Of lati
tude."
why doesn't he ask the other Off
GERS? Do their observations
That's the funny part of it. There
have been no observations for two days
except Pennythorpe's."
isn't 1t usual to take them:' '
Yes, at least on this ship; but it's
not obligatory. The position of a ship
can be told well enough by the speed
and course"
Brill yawned. ''Well, / guess the Of,
ficers know how to run the ship bet.
ter than Pennythorpe,'' he observed.
After luncheon he found his pretty
huiSC At tut dPpOiilCo Jus,
but there was a small fly In his honey
pot in the shape Of Marie, the maid,
who thought, explained Miss Jennison,
she would like to see the ship too.
There was nothing for I. but to make
the best of the circumstance, gather
ing whatever comfort there was in the
thought that the maids attendance
lent propriety to the tour.
The journey Of inspection led the
trio by easy stages to the specie room.
On the way they saw the elaborate
kitchen, where Marion went into wo-
manly raptures over its shining clean
illness; the great cold storage plants,
with adornments of sides of beef and
quarters of mutton; the trip hammer
inferno of the engine room, where the
girl chung closely to the arm of the
enchanted Brill as they crossed dizzy
iron bridges and descended terrifying
skeleton stairs. All these submarine
wonders and more they gazed at until
at last a gray steel door and a man
with a rifle sitting In front of it told
them they had reached the specie
room.
Marion stood for a moment staring
at the massive steel work as if she
might by some magic vision behold
the masses of yellow bars inside and
the bags plethoric with golden coin.
How much crime and dishonor and
wretchedness the millions behind that
door could call forth. she thought, and
yet how much of blessing and happi-
ness and the beauty of life they could
bestow. Brill saw her bosom rise in
a long sigh, but he could scarcely
know tie cause. J
WELL" he said at last, half quizzical-
ly. ARE you satisfied that the stuff is
intact. Miss Jennison. or, rather, are
you satisfied that your father will be
satisfied
''Oh. l vas not thinking of that
| she replied, with a faint smile. Il
suppose all is rs secure as can be,