The Raymer enterprise., 1920-12-23
CHAPTER III-censInusd.

When repairs were finished, the un-
painted sloop nosed out Of the bay
and breasted the tameless blue. The
captain had whipped three Chineys
into the crew. and the lad loved them.
The mate. also Swedish but Inclined
to silence. had frightened two negroes
up from the back rooms Of the city. to
add to the quota. A Hindu, wild-eyed
and bony. hauled at the sheets, fire.
quently pausing to weep at his own
ignorance. On these later occasions,
the silence Of the mate was broken
Their cook, 4 salty Irishman. whose
life was for some reason forfeit In the
gold districts above the bay, cursed
with . frantic might his goodwill to
the newcomer. Stephen March, when
the boy confessed In himself a line Of
Celtic blood. Stephen was happy.
His days were filled with strong drink,
labor. and dreams.
The captain had read three books In
English. and he now read them again.
aloud to his midshipman. They were
the ~rravels Of Marco Polo," fathom-
less treatise on 1.-The Art Of Toxins"
and the Bhasavadgita. The pages Of
these three golden. fragrant. and ter
ible-were written afresh n the eager
listener. He strove to conceal how
they bit his pride. He. slaved at the
ropes with the yellow men. and some
times laughed with them; but they
watched him with narrowed eyes and
a lowering Of the chin. and even Done
gan At the stove practised more care
ful ways In Stephens presence.
In the evenings there were tales Of
China and her deep. mad deserts.
Vague yet Irresistible. these yellow
strands were drawing him to Mid
Asia. Loneliness stirred In his breast.
The voyage was an affair Of months,
gale-cut. but Stephen March had made
his own inner arrival.
But he was twenty when he reached
the In-Shan mountains beyond the
China wall. The caravan had left
him at the village khan, for they were
turning southwark to cross the Hwang.
no and proceed upon the Ho-tau
plains, over q trail that might once
have heard merchants whispering the
news Of Jesus. Here March waited,
having no gold. Then. with the ur-
gent, mysterious summons still haunt.
ing him, he was forced to turn his
back upon the desert. and return to
Peking for money.
The English girl whom he married
in the square city Of Peklng found in
him the quality Of lordship. They
prospered together.
When he was twenty-seven. he went
again to the gap In the long Wall. In
the north. He had camels and pro-
visions, and radiant heart. The un.
known treasure beckoned. A dim
remembered throne seemed waiting
out there. But the sleeted storms Of
winter came against him. and his
caravan diminished. until the robbers
fell upon them and left their bodies for
the wolves when spring should come.
Only one other returned with Stephen
March-hls Chiney boy, who had gone
mad with desert fears.
The English wife was In mourning.
and a small child was learning to
walk lp the garden court Of the Pc
king house. Then the three Of them
went to America. where Stephen found
much gold. and his Englishwoman had
less difficulty In teaching the mother
tongue to her son. Andrew.
She Ionged for her lords and their
ways-many Of them long since turned
to quiet dust In some abbey-and the
spirit Of England must have heard.
for she was taken into the bosom Of
that assembly. Her death sharpened
the old desire In Stephen. and when
Andrew was sixteen. father and son
had journeyed together to the far city
Of Peking. and to the Great Wall and
the plains Of H0-tau.
Andrew March had told Lexington
of thnt failure, 90 charged with beauty
and suffering-how the fierce heat ol