The Carlisle independent., 1917-07-19

 said. q believe in you absolutely I know that you will find the treas ure, and that you will bring it back to me. And that you will come home with all the untold millions of the old buceaneer and-and marry me-" she added softly, with downcast eyes.
 How about Sebastian Navarre?' he asked.
 He is nothing to me-" answered Leontlne.
 'Au revoir, Leontine, then" he said ''till l come back to marry you.'
 'I shall always watch till the day when your ship comes sailing in,n said the girl. q shall watch for you and hold you in my heart always"
 
 Fire !''
 Jerry heard the words through his dreams and thought they were part of them.
 He heard the shouts more faintly the running of feet upon the decks then he was out of his berth and pulling on his clothes.
 He dashed out of the little cabin, to meet a wall of smoke that coiled about him, the thick. acrid smoke of burning ship, composed of particles of all the chemicals that have i'm pregnated the timbers during the course of years of many cargoes.
 He staggered back, but now the lit. tie cabin itself was filled with the fumes. He grabbed a blanket from the bed, moistened it in water, and wound it about his head. Thus pro tected, he dashed again into the smoke clouds.
 He tare the blanket from his face and drsw in gulp of air. Then he saw that already the entire after part of the vessel was wreathed in flames Ttere was no hope of saving her. In the far distance rose the rugged slopes of upper Patagonia, an inhos pitabie shore, abandoned to the ele ments and the wandering savages wht inhabited it. Toward this he saw { boat making it's way through a tur : bulent and rising sea. He realized then that he was alone The cowardly Levantine crew. whicf had replaced the New England sea men of former days, had hastily le down the boats and fled in them. A little boat still hung from tn, davits.
 Hand over hand he swung dowr the davit ropes. He gained the rock ing boat and. with his clasp-knife, cu the ropes that held it.
 Suddenly, with roaring detona tion, the burning ship seemed to split into halves. There was a last flicker of red and gold on the surface of the water; then nothing but the level tor of the sea, split by the undulatins waves.
 Jerry pulled with all his might. Late in the afternoon, with his last ounce of strength. he drove his boat ashore upon a rocky beach, pulled out the cask, and, fiinging himself dowI above the tide level. slept.
 At the same hour Leontine seated upon the cliff, was looking seaward and breathing out a prayer for his safe return.
 She breathed a prayer that filled her soul with yearning for her absent lover. Jerry had been gone five months, and her position in Porte Delgado had become increasingly diff. ficult.
 So long as her fathers business af. fairs prospered, Sebastian Navarro the young planter, about whom Jerry had questioned her, had hardly trou- bled her life.
 Two unlucky shipments, which had almost ruined the once wealthy ex- port merchant. Day by day John Wal colt looked into the eyes of a future increasingly grim. Day by day the thoughts of maturing notes perplexed him. For long time he had been liv- ing on gamble. He had extended his operation with borrowed capital never doubting their success. Now he saw himself encircled by the creditors who, already surmising his distress, looked dubiously at him as he walked down the sunlit street between his house and his office.
 John Walcott had weathered many storm as a young man. But the flu ture of Leontine was an increasing concern to him. He had never liked Jerry he did not believe that pro fessional mans income could be 3 stable. one; again. he was practically denationalized. and liked the people of the Argentine and their ways Above them all he liked Sebastian Navarro.
 Sebastian lived with his brother Diego on huge ranch ten miles away in the pampas. It covered possibly as large a territory as Wales. It was one of the largest In the country, a hacienda of the old time. where the