The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1917-09-21

my OlucIdI Ir1enQ as MS eye rested
on my trim and natty craft. He spoke
some words to his companion and the
police boat was soon alongside.
"'See here, Mr. Butler he said to
me- drawing me to one side, you
would guess long time before you
fixed on what we've got in the hold
of that old tub
"'Yes?'
"I think SO. Contraband expresses
it. in a way. We have four big boxes
loaded to the brim with fire arms,
weapons and burglar tools confiscated
from prisoners. Once a year we load
them on boat, run out a few miles
and sink them. We started today,
but the boat has gone afoul. Again,
we are ordered past the ten-mile linn
1t this time, as some of the plumber
has been fished up in the past
s. I see,' observed.
1T would be speedy job for you
What do you say-would you let us
transfer the rubbish to The Arrow
and take our task off our hands-for
a consideration, of courses?
GLADLY l answered.
81 know l can trust you. Just at
tend to it right and come to head
quarters tomorrow with your bill and
I'll o. K. it,
To make long story short, 1 was
all ready to start on my cruise when
that man and girl came aboard. Her
escort offered me $500 to make a d.
rect run for point in the Caribbean
1t was temptation, and I agreed
We reached destination on fast run,
foul as the weather was. When we
landed the man made another offer
$4,000 for the yacht. was SO dazzled
with all that money that he was in
command and away with the craft
and the girl before l realized what
had left aboard of the yacht That
is all except that I do not intend to
send in any bill to the Galveston po-
lice department"
There is trife more to add" re-
marked Marvel, after the man had
left. "The two satchels those people
had were swept overheard. From
what the yachtsman learned they
were bound for Separation Island-a
reminder of that word penciled on
the slip of paper-remember?- Sep
aramos."
Resilius Marvel was quick think
er and never slow in action Behold
us the very next day, steam
launch at our disposal and a man 10
charge who knew the Caribbean like
a book.
Resilius Marvel would not have
been what he was had he started on
the cruise unaware of what he was
running into. Separation Island was
one of those innumerable dots on the
water north of Venezuela, sometimes
an appurtenance of the state, some
times coded to corporation, often
sold to individuals. For fifty years it
had been bone of contention among
varied claimants. 1t was in dispute
now, as we were soon to learn.
1 think / shall never forget the
scene that greeted our eyes the morn
ing we reached the island. One end
ran up into a bold promontory that
was a natural fortress. The remain
der of the island, famous for large
deposits of a silica nature of sound
commercial value, was quite level.
Grouped on that portion in the bril-
liant sunlight was a small army Of
about one hundred men. AS we
neared them we stared and wondered
Never was -coterie of apparent
warriors so equipped. There was
scarcely a man who had not at his
belt half a dozen weapons. They car
ried knives, daggers, stillettos, pis-
tolls, revolvers, sawed-off guns. Then
I guessed what had happened-they
had discovered that fearful armament
aboard The Arrow and had utilized
1t to the limit.
We were not menaced, only stared
at as we ran ashore. The first man
to greet us officially was Colonel Aloa
Gaspard.
When he knew that we knew Of
The Arrow and of its contraband
load, he was open, smiling and friend
~. I1O VOC dbOut " w oOAO ldUOIl-
GUS explaining, when a gun doomed
from the promontory and white flag
was waved from that natural rock
battlement.
1T is all settled-ah! the dread ar
ray of our troops, vertically armed to
the teeth, did it! That, and the cash."
declared one host. Gentlemen, your
missions and you shall be seen to
grandly by Senior Rodney Vincent,
who will soon be at your service"
And just then the mysterious one,
"the girl who had vanished" ap-
peared.
II have come to see Miss Geraldine
Farrar," explained Resilius Marvel,
and her wondering eyes were soon
gazing inquiringly into his reassuring
ones.
A plain man, Resilius Marvel told a
plain story, to witness incredulity,
then horror, then grief steal over the
expressive face Of the young girl.
She was white truth itself, as she
explained that Warner Clay had been
her guardian for an estate in the
south. A month before the present
time she had attained her majority.