The Connecticut labor press., 1920-08-14
CHAPTER V-Continued.
les dying, Jim" I cried.

Aye, for want of food and water. There's not a drop or crumb in the boat. Maybe there's something in the bag" He sprang in and brought out a black leather bag, which, with a large blue coat, was the only thing in the boat. It was locked, but Jim had full of gold pieces.
 Neither of us had ever seen so much before-no, nor a tenth part of it.. There must have been hundreds of them, all bright new British sov- ereigns. Indeed, so taken up were we that we had forgotten all about their owner, until groan took our thoughts back of him. His lips were bluer than ever, and his jaw had dropped. can see his open mouth now, with its row of white. wolfish teeth.
 My God! he's off," cried Jim. "Here, run to the burn, Jock, for a gone! I'll loosen his things the while''
 Away I tore, and was back in a minute with as much water as would stay in my Glengarry. Jim had pulled open the mans coat and shirt, and we doused the water over him, and forced some between his lips. It had good effect, for after a gasp or two he sat up, and rubbed his eyes slowly, like man who is waking from a deep sleep. But neither Jim nor I were looking at his face now, for our eyes were fixed on his uncovered chest.
 xJo S,, it, one just below the collar bone, and the other about halfway down on the right side. The skin of his body was extremely white up to the brown line of his neck, and the angry crinkled spots looked the more vivid against it. From above I could see there was q corresponding pucker in the back at one place but not at the other. h. experienced as I was, could tell what that meant. Two bullets had pierced his chest-one had passed through it, and the other had remained inside.
 But suddenly he staggered up to his feet, and pulled his shirt to, with a quick, suspicious glance at us.
 "What have I been doing?" he asked. eve been off my head. Take no no- tice of anything I may have said. Have been shouting?"
 You shouted just before you fell"
 "What did I shout?''
 told him, though it bore little meaning to my mind. He looked sharp ly at us, and then he shrugged his shoulders
 'It's the words of a song," said he. "Well, the question is, what am I to do now? I didn't thought I was so weak. Where did you get the wa ter?"
 I pointed towards the burn, and he staggered off to the bank. There he lay down upon his face, and he drank until I thought he would never have done. At last he got up, with long sigh, and wiped his mustache with his sleeve.
 That's better" said he. Have you any food?"
 I had crammed two bits of oatcake into my pocket when left home, and these he crushed into his mouth and swallowed. Then he squared his shoul- ders, puffed out his chest, and patted his ribs with the flat of his hands.
 q am sure that exceed ingly we'll" said he. You have been very kind to a stranger. But I see that you have had occasion to open my bag"
 "We hoped that we might find wine or brandy there when you tainted"
 "Oh, I have nothing there but just my lttle-how do you say it?-my savings. They are not much, but I must live quietly upon them until I find something to do. Now, one could live very quietly here, I should say. I could not have come upon a more peaceful place, without, perhaps so much as a gendarme nearer than that town"
 You haven't told us yet who you are. where you come from. nor what you have been," said Jim bluntly.
 The stranger looked him up and down with a critical eye. My word but you would make a grenauier for flank company" said he. AS to what you ask, I might take offense at it from other lips, but you have a right to know, since you have received me with so great courtesy. My name is BOnaventure de Lapp. I am a soldier and wanderer by trade, and I have