The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1922-03-24

envy, and the enemy fed in wild dis
order, pursued by the syndicate. After
a chase of half mile Mr.. Glbney led
his cohorts back to the beach.
Lets build fire-not that we
need 1t, but Just for company--and
sleep till mornin'. BY that time my
imaginationIl be In workin' order and
I'll scheme a breakfast out Of this
Godforsaken hole"
At the first hint Of dawn Mr.. Glib
ney, true to his promise. was up and
scouting for breakfast. He found
some gooneys on a rocky crag and
killed half dozen Of them with a
club. On his way back to camp he
discovered few handfuls of sea salt
in crevlce between some rocks, and
the syndicate breakfasted an hour
later on roast gooney. 1t was oily and
fishy but an excellent substitute for
nothing at all, and the syndicate was
grateful. The breakfast would have
been cheerful, In fact, II Captain
Scraggs had not made repeated ref
erence to his excessive thirst. Nc
Guffey lost patience before the meal
was over, and cuffed Captain Scraggs,
who thereupon subsidized with tears in
his eyes. This hurt McGuffey. 1t was
like salt in fresh wound, so he pat
ted the skipper on the back and
humbly asked his pardon. Captain
Scraggs forgave him and murmured
something about death making them
all equal.
"The next business before the syn
dicate," announced Mr.. Gibney. us
search Of this island for water"
They searched all forenoon. At In
tervals they caught glimpses of the
two cannibals skulking behind sand
dunes, but they found no water.
| Toward the center of the island, how
ever, the soil was less barren, and
here grove Of coconut palms lifted
their tufted crests invitingly.
1--WE will camp In this grove" said
the commodore, "and keep guard over
these green coconuts. There must be
nearly hundred of them and l no
| tice little taro root here and there.
| AS those coconuts are full of milk,
that insures us life for week or two
If we go on short ration. By bath
| in several times q day we can keep
| down our thirst some and perhaps
It'll rain"
"what II 1t does7" snapped Captain
Scraggs bitterly. 1--WE amt got moth
| IT, A,.k bot 49, FOL. . I'M
swell, then, Scraggsy, old stick-in-
the mud" replied the commodore
| quizzically, "it's cinch you'll go
thirsty. Your hat looks like cul-
lender"
Captain Scraggs choked with rage,
and Mr.. Gibney. springing at the near
est palm, Skinned to the top Of 1t In
the most approved sailor fashion. A
moment later, instead of coconuts,
rich unctuous curses began to de-
scend on McGuffey and Scraggs.
"Gib. my dear boy" inquired
Scraggs. whatever is the matter Of
your"
"That hound Tabu-Tabu's been
strippin' our coconut grove" roared
the commodore. HE must have spent
half the night up In these trees"
THANK the Lord they didn't take
EN- ALL" said McGuffey piously.
"Chuck me down a nut, Glib" said
Captain Scraggs. "Pm famished."
In conformity with the commodore's
plans, the castaways made camp in
the grove. For a week they subsist-
ed on gooneys, taro root, coconuts
and coconut milk, and sea-turtle
which Scraggs found wandering on
the beach. This suggested turtle
eggs to Mr.. Gibney. and change Of
diet resulted. Nevertheless, the I'M
accustomed food. poorly cooked as 1t
was. and the lack Of water, told cru
ely on them. and their strength
failed rapidly.
At the end Of week, all hands were
troubled with indigestion and McGuf-
fey developed low fever. They had
lost much flesh and were white, bag
gard-looking trio. On the afternoon
Of the tenth day on the island the sky
clouded up and Mr.. McGuffey predict
ed a williwaw. Captain Scraggs in
1 quired feebly II 1t was good to eat.
That night It rained. and to the
great Joy of the marooned mariners
Mr.. Gibney discovered, In the center of
big sandstone rock, natural reser-
voir that held about ten gallons Of wa
ter. They drank to repletion and felt
their strength return thousand-fold.
Tabu-Tabu and the king came into
camp about this time, and pleaded for
ration of wafer. Mr.. GIbney. swear
ing horribly at them, granted their re-
quest, and the king, in his gratitude,
threw himself at the commodore's feet
and kissed them. But Mr.. GIbney was
not to be deceived, and after Furnish
Ing them with supply Of water IN
coconut calabashes, he ordered them
to their own side Of the island.
/ On the eighteenth day the last DROP
Of water was gone. and ON the twenty.
second day the last of the coconuts
| disappeared. The prospects Of more
rain were not bright. The gooncys were
| becoming shy and dIstrustful and ths
/ syndicate WIS experiencing more and
4 more dif1culty. not only IN killing