The Lamar register., 1919-08-27


rights over to me-and I'll help you
all | know with your treasure. Be
sides. Tobias is job for an English
mun-eh. John? It's matter Of king
and country with me. With you II
would he mere private vengeance.
with me II Will be an execution; with
you 1t would he murder. Isn't that
so. JohnT'
Exactly" John nodded.
'Since you We're away" Charlie be-
gan again, "Pve bought the prettiest
mingo-forty-five over all, and this
time the very fastest boat in the hnr-
bor. Yes, she's faster even than the
Susan Il. Now I've holiday due me
in about fortnight. Say the word.
and the F,amingo's yours for II couple
of months. and her captain too. /
make only that one condition"
"All righi. Charlie" agreed; "he's
yours"
Wherent Charlie shot out huge
paw like shoulder Of mutton and
grabbed my hand with as much fervor
as though I had saved his life or done
him some other unimaginable kind
ness. And as he did so his broad.
sweet smile came back again. He was
thinking of Tobias.
While Charlie Webster was arrang-
ing his affairs so that he might be
mind l busted myself with provision
Ing the Flamingo. ami In casually chat
ting with one and another along the
water front. In the hope of gathering
some hint that might guide US on our
coming expedition. I thought IL pos
sible, too, that chance might thus
bring me some Information as to the
recent movements of Tobias.
In this way I made the acquaintance
of several old salts. both white and
black. one or two Of whom time and
their neighbors had invested with
legendary SAVIOR Of the old ''wrecking
days" which. II runor speaks true.
are not entirely vanished from the
remoter corners OF the Islands. But
either their romantic halos were en-
tirely due to imaginative gossip. or
they themselves were too shrewd TO
be drawn. for l got nothing out OF
them TO my purpose.
One afternoon In the course Of these
rather fruitless If interesting investi-
cations among the picturesque ship
yards of Bay street l had wandered
farther along that historic water front
Than is customary with sightseeing pc
destrians, and had come to where the
road begins to be left alone with the
sea. except for few country houses
here and there among the surrounding
scrub-when my eye was caught by
a little store that seemed to have
strnyed away from the others-a small
timber erection painted In blue and
white with sort Of sea-wildness and
loneliness about II. and with large.
naive lettering across its Intel an
nouncing itself as an Emporium" U
think that was the w0rd) "Of Marine
Curlosities."
pushed open the door There was
no one there. The little store was
evidently left to tnke cnre of Itself.
Inside II was like an old curiosity shop
Of the sea. every available Inch OF
space. rough tables and walls Uttered
and hung with the queer and lovely
bric-a-brnc OF the sea. Presently
tiny girl came In. MS II seemed, from
nowhere and said she would fetch her
father. In moment or two he came.
tall, weathered Engllshman Of the
sailor type. brown and lean. with
lonely blue eyes.
"You don't seem afraid OF thieves"
remarked.
"It aln't jewelry store" he said.
with the curious soft sings song intona-
tIon of the Nassau "conch."
That's just what | was thinking 1t
vas" l said.
81 know what you mean," he replied.
MS lonely face lighting up as faces do
at unexpected understanding In u
stranger. "Of course there are some
that feel that way. but they're few and
far between"
Not enough to make n fortune out
Off"
"ohl I do pretty we'll" he said; 81
mustn't complain. Moneys not every
thing. you see, In a business like
this. There's going after the things.
YOU know. Ones got to count that In
too"
looked at him in some surprise.