The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1921-11-25

sack which furnished us not only witt
air to breathe, but with the light Il
see our way We carried air-guns
which fired lass bullets heavily charg
Ell with electricity, which had only Il
touch the most powerful animal % xii
hin. A connecting compartment hliet
with water let us into the sea. AnC
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 seq. Their was
our fight with the immense devll-fsh
which once I'm a huge school enmeshed
the Nautilus. There was the visit 10
a wonderful pearl fishery, where Cap
tain Memo showed US i molluSc with
in whose jaws was a pear weighing
perhaps 500 pounds. Some day he
would return and pluck that treasure,
but not yet-every year was adding to
It's value. We visited the skeletons OF
~long-sunken ships, the cOrpses of the
drowned crew still clinginS to the hulls
OF some. We hunted in the Papuan
islands where the Nautilus was at
tackled by the native savages. An cleo
trio current turned them back shocked
and bowling ere they could climb
aboard.
When one of the crew died Captain
Memo had him buried in q coral glade
in the South Pacific, where was a
cross of red coral that looked like
petrified blood. 1t was a wOnderfuk
solemn sight to see the ~pall-bearers
with the dead body on their shoulders,
and all treading so reverentially the
way from the ship to the coral GENE
tery. where ar 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" l 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 persisted
there, escaping from an icy tomb only
as our last breath of storage air was
exhausted. Wonderful was our passage
from the Red sea into the Mediter-
ranean by means of q subterraneaD
tunnel under the isthmus. (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 hay, on the Spanish coast,
the Nautilus came 10 rest on bottom.
Here in 1902 a feet OF Spanish gal
Icons were sunk, and here from this
sunken treasure more than a century
and q half later this ruler of the
underseas came and helped himself
whenever it pleased him. Five nun
dred millions were there" said Cap
tain Memo, but not now. DO you
see now how with these and the other
treasures of my domain l could pay
the national deb Of France and not
feel it?"
We had now been six months aboard
the Nautilus. For me, the scientist, 1t
was a voyage Of ceaseless interest;
but not so for COnseil and Ned Land.
At their request / pleaded with Cap
tain Memo for on liberty.
You came to my ship without in
vitation. You will now remain here"
was his grim answer.
We had left the southern hemi-
sphere and were in the waters OF
France and the British islands when
we were pursued by ar armed war
ship. Flying no cOlOrs, b attacked
at once. Her canQon shot %rebounded
from our iron hull.
Captain Memo, pointing to her, said:
81 an the oppressed, and there is my
Through him i have lost
country. wife. children, father and
mother. Why should j withhold my
vengeanceT
He called out his orders. The Nau-
titus sank below the sea We felt her
forward, felt the shock of her
ram piercing the hull Of the en-
envy. Through the glass panels we
saw her doomed crowdins the
clinging to the rails, strug-
Cling in the sea. The Nautilus passed
on.
saw captain Memo 90 to his room
and kneel. before the portrait Of q
and two, little children. "How
|0ng, o Lord, how longI" he cried ont.
We steamed north, to that part of
the Norwegian coast where lies that
maelstrom which draws into
itself all floating things. The Nautilus
was ii an aceident1was drawn in
the whirlpool. Around and around
she whirled. Even her steel hull felt
The strain; we could hear bolts being
pulled out from. her girders. The
ong-boat was torn from Its place on
seek and hurled like q stone into the
whirlpool. ] lost consciousness.
When I came to myself, / was in a
Loffoden isherman's hut, and Conseil
md Nod Land were chaf7np nv hands