Connecticut western news., 1920-07-01

captain for several days; then came
 q note inviting us to a hunt on the
 bottom of the sea. We donned diving
 3uits, then fastened on sort of knap'
 sack which furnished us not only with
 mir to breathe, but with the light to
 see our way. We carried air-guns
 which fired Tlass bullets heavily charg-
 ed with electricity, which had only to
 touch the most powerful animal 70 kill
 him. A connecting compartment filed
 with water let us into the sea. And
 thus equipped, wading on the bottom
 of the clear ocean, we killed our game
 with ease and without danger.
 That hunt was but the first of the
 wonders of the cruise. Onward we
 rushed, sometimes on the surface, sometimes under the sea. There was our fight with the immense devil-fish which once in a huge school enmeshed the Nautilus. There was the visit co wonderful pearl fishery, where Cap tain Memo showed us q mollusc with in whose jaws was a pearl weighing perhaps 500 pounds. Some day he would return and pluck that treasure, but not yet-every year was adding to its value. We visited the skeletons of long-sunken ships, the corpses of the drowned crew still clinging to the hulls of some, We hunted in the Papuan islands where the Nautilus was at tackled by the native savages. An cleo tric current turned them back shocked and bowling ere they could climb aboard.
 When one of the crew died Captain Memo had him buried in coral glade in the South Pacific, where was cross of red coral that looked like petrified blood. It was wonderful, with the dead body on their shoulders. and all treading so reverentially the way from the ship to the coral ceme- tery, where at the foot of the cross the body was inferred and covered up. All knelt in prayer. Captain Memo was the last to leave.
 "Your dead sleep quietly out of the reach of sharks" said when we were back on the Nautilus.
 "Of sharks and men," he replied.
 We voyaged under colossal icebergs to the South Pole and all but perished there, escaping from an icy tomb only as our last breath of storage air was Wonderful was our passage from the Red sea into the Mediter- ranean by means of subterranean tunnel under the isthInus. (This was before the digging of the Suez canal.) There we witnessed the transfer of a million dollars worth of gold ingots from the Nautilus to the vessel of a Greek diver
 Whence came this store of gold? Later we learned.
 In Vigo bay, on the Spanish coast, the Nautilus came to rest on bottom. Here in 1702 fleet of Spanish gal Icons were sunk. and here from this Sunken treasure more than a century and a half later this ruler of the lnderseas came and helped himself | whenever it pleased him. Five nun 1 fred millions were there," said Cap | ain Memo, but not now. Do you see now how with these and the other l treasures of my domain I could pay | he national debt of France and not eel it?"
 We had now been six months aboard 1 he Nautilus. For me, the scientist, it ! vas a voyage of ceaseless interest; ,ut not so for Conseil and Ned Land At their request I pleaded with Cap ain Memo for our liberty.
 You came to my ship without ln- yitation. You will now remain here" vas his grim answer.
 We had left the southern hemi- 'phere and were in the waters off France and the British islands when we were pursued by an armed war 'hip. Flying no colors, she attacked 1t once. Her cannon shot rebounded rom our iron hull.
 Captain Memo, pointing to her, said: I am the oppressed, and there is my 'ppressor. Through him I have lost wife, children, father and mother. Why should I withhold my 'engeanceY
 He called out his orders. The Nau- illus sank below the sea. We felt her ushing forward, felt the shock of her teel ram piercing the hull of the en- my. Through the glass panels we aw her doomed crew crowding the atlines, clinging to the rails, strug- ding in the sea. The Nautilus passed ,n.
 I saw captain Memo go to his room md kneel before the portrait of and two little children. "How ong, O Lord, how longv' he cried out
 We steamed north, to that part of he Norwegian coast where lies that Ireaded maelstrom which draws into tself all floating things. The Nautilus 1 was it an accident t?-was drawn in- o the whirlpool. Around and around he whirled. Even her steel hull felt he strain; we could hear bolts being