The Ekalaka eagle. [volume] (Ekalaka, Mont.) 1909-1920, 1916-12-08

"Are you in pain, 5oyIe?" asked cour.
tenay.
not blind to the aspect of affairs which
TOllemache had summarized so pithily.
1t might yet be that those who re-
manned had more to endure. Then Elsie
summoned them to breakfast, which
was served on deck, as the salon had
been temporarily converted into a hos
pital.
Before sitting down Courtenay paid
a brief visit to Mr.. Boyle. Christobal
told him not to allow the wounded
man to talk too much, complete rest
for a few hours being essential. But
Boyle's pallid face lit up so brightly
when the captain stood by his side
that it was hard not to indulge him to
some extent.
"Huh," he said, his gruff voice strong
as ever. "Christobal was not humbug-
gin me when he assured me you were
all right. Where are we?
"In a small bay on the east of Han
over island. l have not taken any OBJ
servations yet, and there Is no hurry,
old chap. You'll be out and about long
before we move again.
Boyle smiled and closed his eyes.
81 heard the anchors go, and then l
knew that all was well. You're the
luckiest skipper afloat. Huh, the
bloomin' Kansas was lost not once, but
twenty times"
"Are you in pain, Boyle?" asked
Courtenay, placing a gentle hand on
his friends forehead.
mot much. More stiff than sore. 1t
was a Knockout blow of it's kind. l
can just recall you haulin' me out Of
the scrimmage and
at will be your turn to do as much
for me next time. Try to go to sleep.
Well have you on deck tomorrow"
Courtenay noticed that there We're
only four other sufferers in the salon.
Three were tiremen injured by the ex-
plosion. He had a pleasant word for
each of them. The fourth was a sailor,
either asleep or unconscious, and Cour-
tenay thought he recognized a severe
bruise on the mans left temple where
the quit of his revolver had struck
hard.
When he returned on deck he learned
that two other members Of the crew, in
addition to the cook, were able to work.
Walker had set one to clear up the
stokehold. His companion, a fireman,
had relieved Mr.. Tollemache. Indeed,
the latter had gone to his cabin and
was the last to arrive at the feast,
E,>1J, ,-A@;Snr. IN mn M ~ mon Il, n
new suit and spotless linen.
Christobal protested loudly.
81 thought this was to be q workers
NEAL he said. ''Tollemache has stolen
a march on us. He is quite a Bond
street lounger in appearance
DIRTY job stoking." said Tollemache,
81 seem to have been the only lazy
person on board during the night!
cried Elsie.
"Do YOU know what time it is?'
asked Courtenay.
mo; about 10 o'clock, 1 fancy"
ut is not yet half past A.
The blue eyes opened wide. care yol
in earnest?' she demanded.
He showed her his watch. Scarce
four hours had elapsed since she ha(
waited in the captains cabin, amid the
d%renching spray and tearing wind
while he took 1sobel and Mrs. Somer
vile and the shrieking maid to th'
boat. The corners of her mouth droop
ed, and tears trembled on her eye
lashes. She sought furtively for f:
handkerchief. Knowing exactly wha
troubled her, Courtenay turned tt
Christobal.
''This island ought to be inhabited.
he said. "Can you tell me what sort o
Indians one finds in this locality?
Christobal frowned ~perpleXedly. :"