The Chesterfield advertiser. [volume] (Chesterfield C.H., S.C.) 1884-1978, 1919-07-17

pe naru 10 Imagine, or one touched at
certain hours with a fairer beauty
beauty wraithlike and, like sea
Shell, haunted with the marvel of the
seu.
FIRST we went over our stores, and,
thanks to those poor dead mouths that
Old not need to be reckoned with any
more, we had plenty of everything to
last us for ut least month, not to
speak of fishing, ut which Tom was an
expert.
When, however, we turned to our
plans for the treasure hunting we
soon came to dead stop. The indi-
cations given by Tobias seemed, i'm the
race of such terrain. naive to- q de-
gree. Possibly the land had changed
since his day. Some little, of course,
1t must have done. Tom and l went
over Tobias directions again and
there was the compass carved on the
rock, and the cross There was some
thing definite-Somcthing which, If II
was ever there at all, was there still
for in that climate the weather leaves
things unperiShed almost as in Egypt.
Sitting on the highest bluff we could
find, Tom and l looked around.
That compass is somewhere among
these Internal rockS--if it ever was
carved there at all-that's one thing
certain, Tom but look ut the rocks! !"
over twenty miles of rocks north
ana south, and from two to six from
east to west. n more hopeless job the
mind of man could not conceive. Tom
shook his head, and scratched his
graying wool
Il 20 most by the ghost, sar," he
said "All these men had never been
Killed if the ghost hadn't been some
where near. Mark me, If we find the
treasure it'll be by the ghost"
That's all very we'll" I laughed.
"But how are we going to get the
ghost TO show his hand? He's got
such hloodthirSty ways with him."
"Th"y always have, Sar," said Tom.
no doubt with some ancestral YShudder
of voodo0 worship in his blood. Yes,
Sar, they always cry out for blood. It's
all they've got To live on. They drink
1t lik" YOU and me drink coffee or
rum. It's terrible To hear them in the
night"
well, Tom," l remarked, "you may
be right, but of one thing I'm certain
If the ghosts going to get any one, 1t
sha'n't be YOU"
"Wc'vc both got one good chance
against them" Tom was beginning.
"Dont tell me again about that old
sucking fish"
Mind you keep 1t safe, for all that"
said Tom gravcly. II wouldn't lose
min" for IL thousand pounds"
well, all right, but let's forget the
damned Old ghosts for the present"
We decided to try plan that was
really no plan at all that is to say, to
seek NOR" or less ut random, till we
consumed all our stores except Just
enough to take US home. Meanwhile
we would. each of us, every day, cut a
sort of radiating swathe, working sin
glc-hnndcd, from the cove entrance.
IhuS we would prospect as much of
the country as possible In sort of
ran, both OF us Keeping our eyes open
for compass carved on n rock. In
this way we might hope to cover no in
considerable stretch of the country In
tn" three weeks, and, moreover, the
country most likely to give some re-
suits, as being that lying in a Semicir-
Gle from the little harbor where the
ships would have lain. 1t wasn't much
81 Il plan perhaps, but 1t seemed the
most possible among the impossbles
Harder work than we had under
taken no men have ever set their hands
10. 1t would have broken the back OF
the most uble-bOdicd NAVY; and when
we reached the boat at sunset we had
scarce strength left to eat our supper
I ana roll into our hunks. a mnchete
B Is heavy weapon that needs no little
skill in handling with economy of
3 force, and Tom, who had been brought
/ mp To II, was, in spite Of his years, @
! better practitioner than I.
| have already limited at the kind OF
! devils undcrbruSh we had to cut oul
| way through, but no words can do JUS
/ tice To the almost intelligent stubborn
ness with which those weird growths
/ opposed us. 1t really seemed as though
! 'h"y w"r" inspired by dabOlic will
! force ptting itself against our will
vegetable incarnation of evil strength
! and fury and cunning.
Day after day Tom and returned
! home dead beat, with hardly a tiret
word To exchange with each other.
W" had now been at it for about s
| fortnight, and / loved the old char
: NOR" every day for the grit and cour
age with which he supported our ter
| rihl" lahorS and kept up his spirits
Once or twice we had made fanciet
| discoveries which we called off the
other to see, and once or twice we ha(
! tried solrc blasting on rocks tina
! sern."G 90 suggest mysterious tunnel
| inlS into the earth. But il had al
! proved vain thing and wearines!
FAKE" ASPIRIN
! akIRN TAI H1lEH