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1. X l.ViJl
Being the Authentic
Narrative of a Treasure
Discovered in the
Bahama Islands in the
. Year 1903 Now First
Given to the Public
Doomrtebt by Doubleday. Page A Company.
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jgjW BOOK I.
HAPTER I. The author, who tells the
story is on a visit to his friend. John
Saunders, British official in the town of
Nassau, Bahama islands. Conversation
turns on buried treasure.
CHAPTER IT. Saunders produces a
document supposedly written foHenryl
Tobias, once a pirate, telling ot two
nlaces where gold had been secreted In
fat islands Their conversation apparently
to overheard, and the document disap
pears. CHAPTER. III. The writer charters a
school? the Maggie Darling, and sets
out on a search for the treasure. As they
sail they take aboard a passenger, whom
the author instinctively distrusts.
CHAPTER IV. The hero strikes up a
pticaV friendship with "Old Tom" a
negro member of the crew. The boat Is
passed by the Susan B., a faster sailer,
also from Nassau.
CHAPTER V. On the second morning
out they find that the supply of gasoline
has been allowed to run out. Our writer
blames the engineer and in a fit of temper
knocks him down. The passenger calling
himself Henry P. Tobias. Jr., protests,
and it comes out that he Is active in a
conspiracy to have the blacks rise against
the British government in the Bahamas.
hI attempts the life of the hero and
with two others is put ashore.
CHAPTER VI. The Maggie Darling ar
rives at her .destination and the party
finds the Susak B. has reached there and
landed men. A fight ensues and the cap
. tain of the Maggie Darling is killed, but
his gang is driven off. several being left
CHAPTER VTI. The author andId
Tom" start a search for the treasure.
CHAPTER Vm. In a caw fcay find
two skeletons, evidently of piratsa. and an
empty chest They give up the qutBt and
wan, mva w uuim
CHAPTER I. At Nassau Chart Wek
ster a friend of both Saunders and the
writer. Joins the party and they arrange
an expedition t "Dead Men's Shoes.
Webster's object Is solely the capture ot
Tobias, whom he is bunting down as
CHAPTER II. The author visits a
aoter known as the "King." reput
possess "second sight," and gets :
nation he thinks of value. .
CHAPTER IILOn the point of sailing
they are boarded by a young fellow who
rives an obviously fictitious name. "Jack
Harkaway," hut they allow him to sail
with them. UJj P
CSapTTER IV. The party reaches Its
destination and after some days of happy
companionship "Jack Harkaway" van
ishes. Webster convinces the writer that
the youngster was a girl.
CHAPTER V. Webster captures Tobias
and sails with him for Nassau.
An Old Enemy. ,s3
Charlie Webster's laconic note was
naturally our chief topic over break
fast. "Tobias escaped just beard he
is on your island. Watch out. Will
follow in a day or two." The "king"
read it out, when I handed him the
note across the table.
"Your friend writes like a true man
of action," he added, "like Caesar1
and also the electric telegraph. ' We
must send word to Sweeney to be on
the lookout for him. I will send Sam.
son the Redoubtable with a message
to him this morning. Meanwhile we
will smoke and think."
Then for the next hour the "king"
thought aloud; while Calypso and J
sat and listened, occasionally throw
ing In a parenthesis of comment 01
suggestion. It was evident, we al)
agreed, that Calypso had been right
It had been Tobias and none othei
whose evil eye had sent her so breath
less back to me, waiting in the shadow
of the woods; and it was the same
evil eye that had fallen vulture-like
on her golden doubloon exposed on
rTt mgLJli?ar that there were such
coins on tnTslancTin somebody's pos
session. Thenjhen he had watched
Calypso on her way home and with
out any doubt been the spectator 01
our meeting at the edge of thje wood
thdugh wehad been unable to catch
sight of him there, would of course
be a suspicion in his mind that my
quest might at least be approaching
success, and that his ancestral mil
lions might be almost in my hands
That there might be some othei
treasure on the Island with which nei
ther he nor his grandfather had anj
concern would not occur to him, noi
would It be likely to trouble him If 11
did. My presence was enough to
prove that the treasure was his for
was it not his treasure that I was
after t Logic Irrefutable! How was
he to know that all the treasure so
far discovered was that modest hoard
unearthed, as I heard, in the gar
den the present whereabouts of
which was known only to Calypso. The
"king" had interrupted himself at this
point of argument.
"By the way, Calypso, where is it?'
he asked unexpectedly, to the sudden
confusion of both of us. "Isn't it time
you revealed your mysterious Alad
At the word "cave" the submerged
rose in Calypso's cheeks almost came
to the surface of their beautiful olive,
."Cave!" she countered manfully,
"who said it was a cave?"
"It was merely a figure of speech,
which if I may say so, my dear
might apply with equal fitness, say
; to a silk stocking."
And Calypso laughed through an
other tide of rose-color.
"No, dad, not that, either. Nevei
mind where it is. It is perfectly safe,
I assura you."
"But are you sure, my dear
Wouldn't it be safer, after all, here It
THE INDEPENDENT is equipped to
do the best line of Job Printing in this
the house?. How- can yen be certain
the t' no. one but yourself will acciden
tal y discover It?"
4 1 am absolutely certain that no
one will." she answered, with an em-
phi sis on the last three words which
ser t -a thrill through me, for .1 knew
thr t it was meant for me. "Of course,
dad," she added, "if you insist you
shall have It But seriously I think
it is safer where It is, and If I were
to fetch it, how can I be sure that no
one" she paused, with a meaning
which I, of course, understood "To
bias, for instance, would see me go-
Ing and follow me.
To be sure to be sure, said tne
"kini." "What do you think, Friend
"I think it more than likely that
she might be followed," I answered,
"and I quite agree with Miss Calypso.
I certainly wouldn't advise her to visit
her treasure just now with the woods
probably full of eyes. ' In fact," I
addel, smiling frankly at her, "I
could scarcely answer for myself erven
for I confess that she has filled me
with an overpowering curiosity."
"So be it then," said the "king;"
"and now to consider what our friend
here graphically speaks of as those
eyes in the woods."
The "king" then made a determined
descent into the practical. The woods
most probably; were full of eyes. In
plain prose, we were almost certainly
being watched. Unless unless, In
deed, my bogus departure for Nassau
had fooled Tobias as we had hoped
But, even so, with that lure of Ca
lypso's doubloon ever before him, it
was too probable that he would not
leave the neighborhood without som
further investigation "an investiga
tion," the "king" explained, "whicl
might well take the form of a mid
night raid ; murdered in our beds, ani
That being so, being in fact almost
a certainty the "king" spoke al
though he would be a much disap
pointed man otherwise we must lool
to our garrison. After all, besides our
selves, we had but Samson and Ere
bus and their dark brethren of doubt
ful courage, while Tobias probablj
had command of a round dozen 01
doughty desperadoes. On the whole
perhaps, it might be best to aval
ourselves of the crew of the Flamin-gOr-"under
cover of the dark," he re
peated with a smile.
While we had been talking Samsor
had long since been on his way witt
the word to Sweeney to look out for
Webster, and as he had been admon
ished to hurry back it was scarcely
noon when he returned, bringing In
exchange . a verbal message from
"The pockmarked party," ran the
message as delivered by Samson, "had
left the harbor in his sloop that morn
ing. Yes, sar!"
"Ha! ha!" laughed he "king," turn
Ing to me. "So two can play at that
game, says Henry P. Tobias, Jr. But
if we haven't fooled him let's make
sure that he hasn't fooled us. Well
bring up your crew all the same what
do you think?"
"Under cover of the dark," I as
sented. --- -riMs&rtpiit
The "king's" Instructions to me were
that I was not to show my nose out
side the house. I must regard myself
as a prisoner with the entire freedom
of ' his study a large, airy room on
the second floor, well furnished with
all manner of books, old prints,
strange fishes In glass cases, rods,
guns, pipe racks, curiosities of every
kind frefcn various parts of the world.
And then I came upon a photograph
hanging over the writing desk a tall,
Spanish-looking young' woman of re
markable beauty. It needed but one
glance to realize that here was Ca
lypso's mother, and as was natural I
stood a long time scanning the coun
tenance that was so like the face
which, from my first sight of it, had
seemed the loveliest in the world. This
was a flower that had been the mother
of a flower. It was a face more primi
tive in its beauty, a little less touched
with race than the one I loved, but
the same fearless natural nobility
was In it, and the figure had the same
wild grace of pose, the same lithe
strength of carriage.
Two or three days went by, but as
yet there was no news of either Char
lie Webster or Tobias. Nothing fur
ther had been heard of the latter in
the settlement, and a careful patrol
ling of the neighborhood revealed no
signs of him. Either his sailing away
was a bona fide performance or he
was lying low in some other part of
the island which of course would not
be a difficult thing for him to do, a
most of it was wilderness and as,
also, there were one or two coves on
the deserted northern side where he
could easily bide his time. Between
that coast and us, however, lay some
ten miles of scrub and mangrove
swamps, and it was manifestly out
of the question to patrol them too.
There was nothing to do but watch
At last there came a message from
Charlie Webster, another of his Caesa
rian notes: "Sorry delays few days
longer. Any news?"
That seemed to decide the "king."
"What do you say, Ulysses," he
said, "if we begin digging tomorrow 't
There are ten of ns with as many
guns, four revolvers and plenty oi
machetes not counting Calypso, who
Is an excellent shot herself."
I agreed that nothing "would plesse
me better so an early hour the fol
lowing morning found us with the
whole garrison excepting Samson,
whom it had been thought wise to
leave at home as a bodyguard for
Calypso-Lined up at the old ruined
mansion with picks and shovels and
machetes, ready to commence opera
tions. We had worked for a week before
we made a clearance of the ground
floor. Then at last we came upon a
solidly built stone staircase, winding
downward. After clearing away the
debris with which it was choked to a
depth of some twenty or thirty steps,
we came to a stout wooden door stud
ded with nails.
"The dungeon at last," "said the
"The kitchens, I bet," said I. -After
some battering the door gave
way with a crash, a moldering breath
A at the erave met our nostrils, and
a cloud of bats flew in our, faces and
set the negroes screaming. A huge
cavernous blackness "' was before us.
The "king" called for lanterns. -
As we raised these above our heads
and peered into the darkness, we both
gave a laugh. ' : : : - -
Tn hn hn and. a bottle ' of
rum,' " sang the 'king."
For all along the walls stood or lay
prone on trestles, a silent company
of hogsheads, festooned with cobwebs
like huge black wings. It was the
pirates' wine cellar !
' . .
Such was our discovery for that
day, but there is another matter which
I must mention the fact that some
how the, news of "bur excavation
seemed to have got down to the set
tlement. It is a curious fact, as the
"king" observed, that if a man should
start to dig for gold In the "center of
Sahara, with no possible means of
communicating with his fellows, on
the third day there would not fail to
be someone to drop in and remark
on the fineness of the weather. So It
was with us. As a general thing not
once in a twelvemonth did a human
being wander into' that wilderness
where the "king" had made his home.
There x was nothing to bring them
there, and, as I have made clear, the
way was not easy. Yet we had hardly
begun work when one and another idle
nigger strolled in from the settlement
and stood grinning his curiosity at our
Toward evening of the third day we
came upon a passage leading t out of
one of the cellars ; it had such a prom
ising appearance that we kept at work
later than usual, and the sun had set
and night was rapidly falling as we
As we came in sight of the house
we were struck by the peculiar hush
about it, and there were no lights in
No lights!" the "king" and I ex
claimed together, involuntarily hurry
ing our steps, with a foreboding of we
knew not what in our hearts. As we
crossed the lawn the house loomed up
dark and still and the door opening
onto the loggia was a square of black- ,
ness in a gloom of shadows hardly
less profound. Not a sound, not a
sign of life!
"Calypso !" we both cried out, as we
rushed across the loggia. "Calypso I
where are you" but there was no an
swer ; and then I, being ahead of the
"king," stumbled over something dark
lying across the doorway.
"Good heaven! what is this?" I
cried, and bending down I saw that it
The "king" struck a match. Yes !
it was Samson, poor, fellow, with a
dagger firmly planted in his heart.
Near by something white caught my
eye attached to the lintel of the door
way. It was a piece of paper held
there with a sailor's knife. I tore
it off in a frenzy, and the "king"
striking another match we read it to
gether. It bore but a few words, writ
ten all in capital letters with a coarse
"WILL RETURN THE LADY IN
EXCHANGE FOR THE TREASURE,"
and it was signed "H. P. T."
In Which I Lose My Way.
"The audacity of the fellow !" ex-)
Claimed tne "King, wno was me nrsi
"But Calypso !" I cried.
, The "king" laid his hand on my
"Don't be afraid for her," he said.
"I know my daughter."
"But I love her !" I cried, thus
. blurting out In my anguish what I had
designed to reveal in some tranquil
chosen Lour. -
T have loved her for twenty years,"
aid the "king," exasperatingly calm.
."Jack Harkaway can take care of
I was not even astonished at the
"But something must be done," I
cried. "I will go to the commander
at once and rouse the settlement. Qive
me a lantern," I called to one of the
negroes, who by this had come up to
us, and were standing around in a
terrified group. I waited only for it
to be lit, and then, without a word,
dashed wildly into the forest.
"Hadn't you better take someone
with you?" I heard the "king" call
after me, but I was too distraught to
reply, plunging headforemost through
the tangled darkness my brain boil
ing like a cauldron with anger and a
thousand fears, and my heart stung,
too with wild, unreasoning remorse
After all, it was my doing.
"To think! to think! to think!" 1
cried aloud leaving the rest unspo
ken. I meant that it had all come of my
insensate pursuit of that filthy treas
ure, when all the time the only treas
ure I coveted was Calypso herself.
Poor old ignorant Tom bad been right
after all. Nothing good came of such
enterprises. There was a curse upon
them from the beginning. And then,
as I thought of Tobias, my body shook
so that I could hardly keep on walk
ing, and next minute my hatred of him
so nerved me up that I ran on through,
the brush like a madman, my clothes
clutched at by the devilish vines and
torn at every yard.
I fled past the scene of our excava
tions, looking more haunted than ever
in the flashing gleam of the lantern.
With an oath I left them behind, as
the accursed cause of all this evil ; but
I cannot have gone by them many
yards when suddenly I felt the ground
giving way beneath me with a violent
Jerk. My arms went up In a wild ef
fort to save myself, and then, In a
panic of fright, I felt myself shooting
downward as one might fall down the
shaft of a mine. Vainly I clutched at
rocky walls as I sped down in the
earth-smelling darkness. I seemed te
be falling forever, and for a moment
my head cleared and I had time to
think of the crash that was coming
it the end of my fall a crash which,
1 said to myself, must mean death.
It came with sudden crunching pain, a
swift tightening round my heart, as
though black ropes were being lashed
tightly about it, squeezing out my
breath; then entire blackness engulfed
me and I knew no .more.
. How long I lay there in the darkness
I cannot tell. All I remember is
suddenly opening .my , eyes on. intense
blackness and 1 vaguely wondering
where I was. My head seemed entire
ly detached from my - body, of which
so far I was unconscious. But pres
ently the realization of it returned,
and involuntarily I tried to move
to find with a sort of Indifferent mild
surprise that It was impossible.
So there I lay, oddly content, in the
dark the pungent smell, of the earth
my only sensation, and my head use
lessly clear. , ; !
The remembrance of what had hap
pened began, 4;o grow in force and
keenness and, of a sudden, the thought
of Calypso smote me like a sword !
Spurred to desperate effort, I stood
up on the instant and leaned against
a rocky wall; Miracle, of ' miracles !
I could stand. I was not dead, after
all. I . was not, indeed, so far as I
could tell, seriously hurt Badly
bruised, of course but no bones bro
ken. It seemed incredible, but it was
so. The realization made me feel
weak again, .and I sat down with my
back propped up against the rock, and
waited, for more strength.
Slowly my thoughts fumbled around
the situation. 'Then, as by force of
habit, my hand went to my pocket
God be praised! I had matches, and
I cried with thankfulness, out of very
weakness. But I still sat on in the
dark for a while. I felt, very tired.
After thinking about it for a long time,
I took out my precious matchbox,
which unconsciously I had been hug
ging win my hand, and struck a light,
looking about me in a dazed fashion.
The match burnt down to my fingers,
and I threw it away, as the flame
stung me. I had seen something oi
my surroundings, enough to last m5
tired brain for a minute or two. I was
at the bottcm of a sort of crevasse
a' narrow cleft In the rocks which con
tinued on in a slanting downward
chasm into 1 the darkness. It was a
natural corridor, with a floor of white
sand. The sand had accounted foi
my coming off without any broken
After another minute or two I
struck another match, and lo ! another
miracle. There was my lantern lying
beside me. The glass of it was bro
ken, but that was no matter. .As I lit
the wick my hopes leapt up with the
flame. At the worst I had light.
I swung my lantern aloft, seeking
the possibilities of a climb, but every
where it was sheer, without a ledge
or protuberance of any kind to take
advantage of, and it was utterly- de
void of vegetation not a sign of a
friendly shrub or root to hold by.
I had sense enough to know that I
was too tired to think profitably, and
drowsiness coming over me told me
that an hour or two's sleep would give
me the strength I needed to renew
with a will and more chances of suo
cess my efforts to escape.
Light was too precious to waste, so
I blew out my lantern, and, curling up
on the sand, almost instantly fell
asleep. But before I lapsed into un
consciousness I had clutched hold of
one sustaining thought in the dark
ness the assurance of Calypso's safe
ty, so confidently announced by hec
father: "Don't be afraid for her. 1
know my daughter.V Whatever hap
pened to me, she would come out all
right. As herfnrave shape flashed be
fore my. mind's eye, down there under
the earth, I could have no doubt of
that. . -
My instinct had been right in giving
way to my drowsiness, for I woke up
from my sleep a new man. How long
I had been there, of course, I had no
means of knowing; but I fancy I must
have slept a good while, for I felt so
refreshed and full of determination to
tackle my escape in good earnest.
I had hardly relit my lantern when
its rays revealed something which it
seemed impossible for anyone with
eyes, however weary, to have over
looked. In the right-hand corner of the
little cavern, five or six feet above my
head, was a dark hole, like the en
trance to a tunnel, or, more properly
speaking a good-sized burrow for it
was scarcely more than a yard in di
ameter. It seemed to be something
more than a mere cavity in the rock
for, when I flashed my lantern up to
It I tould see no end. To climb up
to it at first seemed difficult; but
providentially, I had a stout clasp
knife in my pocket, and with this I
cut a step or two in the porous rock,'
and so managed it. Lying flat on my
stomach, I rooked in.
It was, as I had thought, a narrow
natural tunnel, snaking through the
rocks as often happens in those curl-1
ous fantastic coral formations for
all the world, indeed, as if It had been
made ages ago by some monstrous
primeval serpent, a giant wormhole,
no less, leading heaven alone knew
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