The daily Alaskan., 1921-12-29

was very white and bloody, but con sclous, and his pale-blue eyes were fiickering like a snakes.
 "What's-what's-th meanIn' Of this, Glh?" he gasped.
 'Tt means" replied the commodore. "that It's all of but the shouting with me and you, Scraggsy. This fellow Tabu-T -Tahu Is d-d traitor, and his people are still Cannibals He's the decoy 10 get white men ashore. They schemed 10 treat us nice and be friend Iy until they could get the whole crew ashore. or enough of them to leave the ship helpless, and then-O Gawd, SCraggSy, old man, can you ever for give me for gettIn' you Into thisT
 Captain ScragGs hung his head and quivered like a hooked fish. "Wm they-eat--us?" he quavered, finally.
 Mir. Gibney did not answer. only Cantain ScrNggs looked into his hor- rIfed eyes and read the verdict.
 Die game, ScragGSy," was all Mir, GIhncy could say. Don't show the white feather"
 "n'yp think McGuffey could hear us from here lf we was to yell for helpT Inquired Captain Scruggs hopefully.
 Don't yelp. for Gawd's sake" im- plored Mfr. GIhDey. "We got ourselves into this, so let's pay the fiddler our selves If we let out one yip and Me Guffey hears 1t, he'll come ashore with his crew and tackle this outfit, even if he knows he'll get killed. And that's just what will happen to him If he comes. Let poor Mac stay aboard. When we don't come back, hell know its all of. and If he has time to think over It hen realize Ir would be foolish Co try to do anything. But right now Macs mad as a wet hen. and If we hnlIer for helD-Scraggsy, please don't holler. Die game"
 Captain Scraggs turned his terrified glance on Mir. Gibney's tortured face Scruggs was certainly coward at heart. but there was something Tn Mir Glhncy's unSelfshneSS that touched a spot in his hard nature-a something he never knew he possessed. He bowed his head and two big tears stole down hIs weatherheaten face.
 God bless you, Glib. my dear hoy" he said brokenly. You're a man."
 Al this junCture the king came up and thoughtfully felt of Captain Scraggs in the short ribs, while Tabu- Tahu calculated the precise amount of luscious tissue on Mir. GIhney's we'll upholstered frame
 "RImehy We eat white man." said Tahu-Tabu cheerfuly.
 If you eat me you hloody-handed heSgar," snapped Captain Scraggs, "rn pizen you. I've chawed tobacco all my life. and my meats as bitter as wormwOOd"
 It was too funny rO hear SCraEgS testing with death. Mir Gibney forgot his own mental agony and ronred with laughter in Tahu-Tahu's face The rannihal stocd of few feet and looked searchingly IC the cOmmOdOre's eyes. He was moi used 10 the brand of white man who could laugh under such circumstances. and he suspected treaChery of some kind. He hurried over to join the king and the two held a hurried conversation. As a result Of their conference, a huge savage was o1aH nd tions. Tabu-Tabu handed him war club and Mir. Gibney, rightly conjectur, ing that this was the official eXecu- tioner. bowed his head and waited for the blow.
 It came sooner than he expected. The earth seemed to rise up and smite AdeIhert ?. Glbney across the face. There was a roar as of an explosion In his ears, and he fell forward on his face. He had a confused notion that when he fell the post came with him.
 For nearly a minute he lay there, semi-conSciOus, and then something warm, dripping across his face, reused him. He moved, and found that his feet were free. though his hands were still hound to the post, which lay ex- tended along his back. He rolled over and glanced up. Captain Scraggs was shrieking. By degrees the bells quit ringing In the cOmmodore's ears, and this Is what he heard Captain Scraggs yelling:
 "Oh, you McGuffey. Oh, you bully Irish terrier. Soak It to 'em, Mac. Kill the beggars, You've got a dozen of 'em already. Plug away, you good old hunk Of Irish bacon"
 Continued on Saturday,