The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1921-12-01
THE BRIDGEPORT TIMES

he was dumbfounded to observe, hanging on the wall in similar and equally familiar frame. the certifi- cate of Adelbert P. Gibney as first | mate of steam or sail, any ocean and | any tonnage. But still a third framed certificate hung on the wall, and he read the wording that set forth | the legal qualifications of Bartholo- | new McGuffey to hold down a job as chief engineer of coastw1se vessels up to 200 tons net register.
 It was patent even to the dull- witted Swede, that there had been foul play somewhere, and the scnoon- CTS log, lying open on on the leens ta0tet af hand for a solution of the mystery. Eagerly Neils turned to the last en, try It was not in Captain Scraggs handwriting. and contained nothing more interesting than the stereotyped reports of daily observations, currents weather conditions, etc, includ1ng . notation of arrival that day at H1
 olulu. Slowly Ha1vorsen turned the leaves backward, until at last he was rewarded by a glimpse of a dlHerent handwriting. It was the last entry under that particular handWrl1in-- and read as follows;
 "June 2, 19-. Took an observe tion at noon and find that we are Tn 20-4S Sa178-4 w. At this rate should lift Tuvanatholo. early thls aIternoUrd serd All hands well and looking forward to the fun at Tuvana. Bent a ne"
 flying jib this morning and had the king and Tabu-Taibu holystoInrey she deck. A. F. GlbNEt
 and after several minutes of this un- usual exercise it appeared to the Swede that he had stumbled upon q try in the log kept by MT. Glbney was under date of June 21st-just eleven days ago and on that date MT: GlpheS had been looking forWara 10 hare s6nre was that island and what kind of
 place was it?
 Neils searched through the cabin until he came across the book that IS the bible of every South sea trad1ng yessel-the British admiralty rePorIs. Down the index went the old oeck hands calloused finger ana paus9o al
 "Friend1y island-page l77; Wnere- upon Neils opened the book at page l177 and after a five-minute search discovered that Tuvana-tholo was
 barren, uninhabited island Tn latItuoe 21-2 south, longitude 178-49 west. Ten days from the Friendly islands, the paper said. That meant under power and sail with the trades abaft the beam It would take nearer hf- teen days for the run from Honolulu to that desert island, and Nells Hal yersen wondered whether the ma rooned men would still be alive by the time aid could reach them. For by some sixth sailor sense Neils Hal vorsen became convinced that his old friends of the vegetable trade were marooned. They had gone ashore for some kind of a frolic, and the crew had stolen the schooner and left them to their fate, believing that the cast aways would never be heard from and that dead men tell no tales.
 | He rushed on deck, carried his pris- l oner down into the cabin, and locked the door on him. A minute later he | was clinging to the Jacobs ladder, | the canoe shot in to the side of the | vessel at his gruff command and passed on shoreward without missing | a stroke of the paddle. An hour
 later, accompanied by three Kanaka
 sailors picked up at random along the water front, Neils Halvorsen was pulled out to the Maggie II. Her
 crew had not returned and the bogus 1 captain was still triced hard and fast | in the cabin.
 The Swede did not bother to inves- | tigate in detail the food and water
 supply A nasty round of the schoon- | CT convinced him that she had at
 least a months supply of food and
 water. Only one thought surged | through his mind, and that was the awful necessity for haste. The al