The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1922-05-15

INV thu NtNlpcu into the stiU water,
hundreds OF startled fish flashed IN
tho heavy greon.
Across the calm face or tho Ia.
esfle flock % flying,flsh broke for
cover. pursued by hungry bonita
seeking breakfast. and an excited
gun followed. looking for scraps. For
moment II grew darker, and a
chilly breath OF air hurried across
the ocean with what seemed uncom.
monty like tho fuaxy importance OF
little man announcing tho coming
Of great ono.
Tho wonderfully contrlved sail Of
the raft shook irrltabiy. then, as tho
air passed. Tapped with annoyed dis.
gust against the crooked mast. while
the corners OF tho rocks and cliff
took ON the shape OF distorted hu.
man faces. aplng interest in every.
thing. SO Il all seemed 20 the two
lovers. sitting side by side. waiting
for the wind. both " them a little
overwrought hy tho strain they had
tried to ignore.
suddenly the dark was gone, as II
wiped away with a sponge by great
hand. The real wind OF tho morning
filled the sail. which tuggcd healthily.
rafting and testing tho gear. Shov.
ell headed the raft out from tho land.
aud their eventful voyage had com.
menced.
"your watch below. sweetheart"
he announced. as no settled the
course. Wrap up IN ono Of those
blankets. and III cali you for break
fast In four hours, After that. III
sleep. and wen keep watch and
watch"
Mary made no protest. She was
already nodding, and after tho usual
rites abe curied up among tho blan.
kets and went 10 sleep at once. while
Shovel filisd a thoughtful pipe.
Seven hundred years" no unused
For seven hundred years the Shov.
ellis had an honorable name: and 1.
tho last of them. threw n away as
II II had no vaiue--oecauSe l loved
a woman who didn't love me Yes.
they'll close tho book, the title will
become extinct, with the hast wearer
OF II branded as thief-unless
George tells tho truth. which he
wont
And I hop. for .Jessie's sake he
won't Otherwise. all did goes for
nothing. Yet / haven't lost. They'll
call II 'miscegenation. and II am
not arrested III DO called a beach
comber. Arrested--the devil. What
would I do thsng To tell tho truth
would kill Jessie. and TO lot them
send mo to prison would Just about
klil Mary. / must not let them get
me. But likely enough therein be
no ehance--lt's long way to Ia.
hifi. Pull. you terrier. pull
The wind was rising. and tho raft
caresncd before u like a dlssipated
crab. leaving a wake which must
have given every observant fish a
headache. But she was Hopping
along a; good four knots an hour.
and holding together. Pitcairn was
clear. before its lazy Inhabitants had
left their beds. The sod Of the
chance. had evidently been pleased
with the burnt Offering. But II
Shovel had only BEEN a better sailor.
be could have trimmed the raft into
sailing at least q knot faster.
Ana then the question he had
crowded out Of consciousness ssethed
cut Of his underoonsciousnes like
bubble rising suddenly TO the sur.
face OF a deep pool
How In did the person get
my uamef There seems 20 be only
one way-by tho missionary schoon.
er. II hits Pitcairn about once every
ten months But how did the schoon.
err get IT. Must have been some tn
quIry. But. surely. don, look much
like what the society columns called
one Of tho best-dressed men In Lon.
DON Tho preacher must have
guessed
"Ah. have 1.-THE eyeglass That's
IT, Scotland Yard sent my photo
around--all over tho world. I expect.
because George stole an awful pile
Of money--and the preacher guessed
me because OF tho glass. It's 60, 10
go. But ri feel awfully lonely with.
out IT,"
He pulled the betraying ornament
out Of its place. looked at It with
kindly consideration for a moment.
and then pitched II Into tho sea. IL
flashed in the sun. and disappeared.
Like the life Of a human he
murTnureds lust a flash. called con
seriousness. and then into tho depths.
I wonder II Mary will recognise me
without itf''
A wave broke smidships as n bent
on solving that intricate problem,
spiashlng the girl into a cha rmingly
lazy opening Of her blue eyes. For
n moment she lay curled up among
the blankets Ike sleepy kitten.
blinking prettiiy at shovell's s'rug
giles with his unwieldy rudder. then
she sprsng into concerned activity.
You've lost H."
Noticed II NJ once. eh7-
Blu. why-ail the pictures OF lords
wear TT" Mary was actually dis
tressed-
Yes. my dear. but this particular