The Eureka sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1902-current, 1915-05-15

Good LORD. How mucn they look
alike, Such things do happen, then,
outside the story books"
In a few moments the man In the
berth sat up weakly and passed a thin
hand across his eyes. Then he looked
from one to the other Of his rescuers
In dazed fashion.
"Have-have we reached port?" he
stammered.
Brill shook his head. I'VE are still
at sea-" he said gently.
"And-and the goldT'
1T Is safe"
Thank God!"
The fervor of the exclamation over
came him, and he sank back upon the
bed.
Great Scottr' calculated Marsh.
Hes going OF again. We can't per-
init it. We must have him on his feet
at once or the game is lost"
Again he applied the odd little bottle
to the mans lips.
Take some more cordial" he urged.
'It's harmless, and it'll put anything
but a dead man on his feet"
The powerful stimulant did its work
well, and the slow rising of color in
the ashen face showed that the engine
OF the heart was responding to the
generous fuel. The man arose again,
this time with decision.
Il suppose you're amazed" he said.
''The-the other is-my twin brother.
He'-
Excuse me. captain, but we'd bet
ter not stop for explanations" inter-
rupted Marsh.
The officers eyes frightened. Evil
IDENTIFY he knew something Of the plans
he must defeat.
"It's nearly dawn" continued Marsh,
glancing from a portfolio. They'll be-
| gin to ship the gold soon."
! The gaunt figure stiffened. and the
thin legs came down over the edge OF
the berth ~unsteadily and touched the
floor. The two held him up, and he
took a few tentative steps, gaining
strength rapidly.
"T've been inactive SO long," he said,
with a wan, apologize smile. But,
by God, gentlemen" he cried, I'm
| good enough to take command Of my
own ship and put an end to this ras-
cality."
At this moment the sound Of violent
knocking and loud voices in the cor
ridor came to their ears. 1t means the
search for Marion Jennison.
Marsh opened the door to the pas
sageway and stepped out, and Brill
was about to follow him, when Steb-
bins touched his arm and pointed to
the open door Of the adjoining room, in
which lay the fettered figure of the
Mexican guard. 1t was the better way,
and Brill hurried to the imprisoned
girl.
Rapidly he told the story, while she
looked at him with flashing eyes.
You will wish to return to your
own room,' he concluded. "Aristides
here will be your escort"
He took the fingers she extended and
pressed them tightly.
"Not 'goodby' this time" he exclaim-
ed j%ubilantly, and the knowledge that
she blushed glorified the day that was
rushing up from the edge Of the sea
with pink and gold outriders.
On the way back to the cabin that
had been the captains prison, Brill saw
that two stewards were carrying away
the limp form of the Mexican with nc
very gentle grasp. A change had evi
IDENTIFY come over the spirit of the deep
He found Marsh and Andrew Jenni
son together, and the latter, his face
glowing with excitement, rushed for
ward and grasped his hand and shooI
it so vigorously that Brill wondered II
Marsh had not been treating him tC
some of his wonderful vest pocket elk
ir. The officer was not visible.
"Where's Captain Humphries?" ask
ed Brill.
"Guess he thinks a watch on deck
about due him. returned Marsh.
ITO be concluded