The Penn's Grove record., 1921-07-22

ONE in the night and sweep him away.
He discovered a little plateau on the
30 of one of the Douvres pinnacles.
lie assembled the pinnacle by means of
knotted cord; every time he made
is way up or down he risked his life,
ut there his bed must be, for time
vas everything. And for weeks he
we'd on the Douvres rocks at his work
work that demanded the knowledge
{ a sailor, a carpenter, an engineer
blacksmith.
Incredible TOLL To repair pulley
locks and construct hosting tackle;
O reshape broken joistS and make old
aiIs into Irvine; to cut iron bars into
lies and long spikes; to take apart
nd stow the paddle wheels, to re
harpen hatchets and renew>saw teeth
these were but the beginning of his
Preparations.
And more than toll. Part of the
God which he had brought with him
vas washed into the sea, and he dared
not leave the wreck unguarded to sail
q Guernsey for a fresh supply so he
:athered the tiny shelltish from the
ocks and hunted the crabs which ran
n and out of crevices.
One day he pursued a crab into a
ave. While peering about, up to his
waist in water, he felt something
.ough. cold. Shiny coil itself around his
light arm. Its pressure was like a
tightening cord its steady persistence
ike that of a screw. A second cold
oil wound itself around his body; a
bird. a fourth, a fifth dashed them
selves around him. He could scarcely
breathe.
Suddenly a round Shiny mass dart
ID toward him. 1t was the head of
he devil-fsh.
Gilliatt had his knife; his left arm
vas still free. The monster stretched
Dut a sixth tentacle for the free arm;
which would mean Gilliatt's sure
leath; but with one superb circular
stroke Giniatt whipped off the Shiny
head. The tentacles relaxed, fell
AWAY: he was dead.
Gilliatt had still to get his crab. He
Ooked into the deeper recesses OF the
ave: and found the skeleton of a man.
Around the ribs was a leather belt.
IN the belt was a name: Clubin. At
ached to the belt was a fiat, tightly
called little iron box. Within the box
ere three sheets of paper, Bank of
England notes of 1000 each; in all,
$1,000 francs.
But the engines were what he had
ONE for. He toiled on, and n eve
ing he sailed into ST. Sampson and
led his sloop, weighted dow with
he Durande's engines, to Lethierry's
harf. He hummed a ~plaintive air
hich he had once heard Deruchette
1iay on her piano.
It was five years since Gilliatt had
irst seen Deruchette. In all that time
ne had never spoken to her. He knew
Ter as men know the morning star, at
distance. Once, seeing her with her
ncIe. he had dared to pass quite near.
4e fancied that she smiled.
He walked noiselessly now toward
.ethierry's house. He saw above him
he windows of Deruchette's room. In
he garden he saw Deruchette herself.
A nightingale was singing, The night
was fne1pressibly silent.
There was someone with Deruchette.
1t was a man. the young Episcopalian
,urate whose life, Gilliatt recalled, he
had once saved from the high tide of
the Gild-Holm-'Ur rock. The curate
had offered him a sovereign, which Gill
liatt had refused, saying it was no
matter. The curate had then pressed
upon him a Bible.
The curate had the beauty of a pale
head and face of a pictured angel. He
spoke a language which erhCed the
rhythm of the sacred psalms. He
spoke now. Deruchette spoke. Their
speech was of love. They embraced.
Gilliatt stole off in the night.
Lethierry was transported at the re
covery of his wonderful engines. 81
will build a hull around them" he said.
81 shall have to borrow, but my credit
is good. Only for that villain of a
Clubin-see, here is a note from Ran
taine. He gave Clubin for me, he
says, $4,000 francs, equal to what he
stole from me with interest"
Here" said Gilliatt, "are the $4,000
francs" He handed Lethierry the lit
tie iron box with the three 1,0OO-franc
notes.
Lethierry embraced him. "You more
than-man !" he exclaimed. "You shall
marry Deruchette at oncef"
81 shall not marry Deruchette."
Lethierry insisted. He stOrmed. Gil
Iiatt was like iron. Lethierry grew
redder. Gilliatt .paler. Gilliatt haC
his way. D~eruchette and the curatt
were married. They set sail for Eng
land on the packet Cashmere.
GilIiatt crossed at low tide on the
stones which led to Gild-Holm'Ur rocl
to see the Cashmere pass. The tide
was coming in, but the Cashmere wa
coming out. She moved slowly in the
light breeze. The tide crept up OF
Gild-Holm-'Ur. but Gilliatt's eyes wer'
for the Cashmere. The tide crep