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k STORY QyJ
S PRIMITIVE I
I ' "I
I I By I
ROBERT AMES BENNET
I Illustrations by
(Cuyriglit, luos, by A. U HsCUUSj , i
The story npenn with the Shipwreck Of
the Ni.,nini on which Miss Genevieve
i 'i'N an American heiress, Lord win
thrope, an Englishman, and Tom Blake,
a brusque American, were passengers,
The three vrers loosed upon an unin
habited Island 'iiid wip the "iilv ones
n"i drowned. Blake recovered from s
drunken stupor. Blake, shunned on the
boat, because f his roughness, bet sine
lure n.i preeerver of the helpless pair,
'I'he Englishman was siiin;; for the hand
of Miss Leslie.
CHAPTER II. Continued.
"Oh, but Mr. Blake, I am sure It
must be a mistake; I am sure that If
It Is explained to papa "
"Ten; we'll cable papa to-night.
Meantime, we've something else to do
Suppose you two get a hustle on your
selves, and scrape up something to
eat. I'm going out to see what's left
of that blamed old tub."
"Surely you'll not venture to gwlm
out so far!" protested Wlnthrope. "I
saw the steamer sink as we east off."
"Looks like a mast sticking up out
there. Maybe some of the rigging Is
"Hut the sharks! These waters
swarm with the vile creatures. You
must not risk your life!"
" 'Cause why ' If I do, the babes In
the woods will be left without even
the robins to cover them, poor things!
Hut cheer up! maybe the mud-hens
will do It with lovely water-lilies."
"Please, Mr. Hlake, do not be so
cruel!" sobbed Miss Leslie, her tears
starting afresh. 'The sun makes my
head ache dreadfully, and I have no
hat or shade, and I'm becoming so
"And you think you've only to wait,
and half a dozen stewards will come
running with parasols and Ice water.
Neither you nor Wlnthrope seem to
've got your eyes open. Just suppose
you get busy and do something. Wln
thrope, chase yourself over the mud,
and get together a mesa of nsh that
are not too dead. Must be dozons, aft
the blow. As for you, Miss Jenny, I
guess you can pick up some reeds and
rig a headgear out of this handker
chief Walt a moment. Put on my
coat, If you don't want to be broiled
alive through the holes of that peek-a-boo."
"Hut I say, Blake " began Wln
thrope. "Don't say do!" rejoined Blake;
and he started down the muddy shore.
Though the tide was at flood, there
was now no cyclone to drive the sea
above the beach, and Blake walked a
quarter of a mile before he reached
the water's edge. There was little
surf, and he paused only a few mo
ments to peer out across the low
swells before he commenced to strip.
Wlnthrope and Miss Leslie had been
watching his movements; now the
girl rose in a little Hurry of haste,
and set to gathering reeds. Wlnthrope
would have spoken, but, Beelng her
embarrassment, smiled to himself, and
begin si rolling about In search of llsh.
It was no difficult search. The
marshy ground was strewn with dead
sea creatines, many of which were al
ready shriveling and drying In the
sun. Some of the fish hail a familiar
look, and Winthrope turned them over
With the tip of his shoe. lie even
went .so far as to stoop to pick up a
large mullet; but shrank back, re
pulsed by its stiffness and tho unnat
ural shape Into which the sun was
He lound himself near the beach.
Bint Stood tor half an hour or more
vaiehlng I he lilaek dot far out in the
rater all that was to be seen of
Blake, The American, alter wading
off-shore tnotber quarter of mile,
had reached swimming depth, and was
beading out among the reefs with
steady, vigorous strokes. Half a mile
or so beyond him Winihrope could
now make out the l;cu1 for which he
was alining Ihe one remaining top
mast of the steamer.
"liy Jove, these waters are full of
sharks!" murmured Winthrope, star
ing at the steadily receding dot until
;t disappeared behind the wall of surf
which spumed up over one of the outer
'( ( fs.
A call from Miss Leslie Interrupted
bis watch, and he hastened to rejoin
her After several failures, she had
connived to Knot mi ike's handkerchief
io three or four reeds in the form of a
little sunshade. Her shoulders were
protected by Blake') coat it made a
heavy wrap, but It shut out the biis
tiring sun rays, which, as Blake had
foreseen, had quickly begun to burn
the girl's delicate skin through her
Thus protected, she was fairly safe
from the Kilt). Hut ihe sun was by no
means the worst feature of the sltua
tion. While Winthrope was jrei several
yards distant, the girl began to com
plain to him "I'm so thirsty, Mr.
Ittthropel Where Is there any wa
ter? 1'lease gel me a drink at once.
Mr. Winthrope I"
"But) my dear Miss Leslie, there is
no wa'er. These pools are all sea
water, i must say, I'm douoed dry
myself. I can't see why that I cad
should go off and leave us like this.
"Indeed, It Is a shame Oh, I'm so
thirsty! Do you think it would help
If we ate something?"
"Make it all the WOTM, Besides,
how could e cook sny thing 1 ah
I llese reeds are green.
"Bui Mr. Hlake said to gather MOM
Qsh, Had u not best "
r "He can pick up nil he wants. I
hall not touch the beastly things."
"Then I suppose there Is nothing to
do but wait for him."
'Yes. if the sharks do not get him."
Miss Leslie uttered a little moan,
and Wlnthrope, sei ing that she was
on the verge of tears, hastened i re
assure her. "Don't worry about him,
Miss Cionevievo! He'll soon return,
with nothing worse than a blistered
hack. Fellows of that sort are born
to hang, you know."
"Hut If he should be If anything
should happen to him!"
Wlnthrope shrugged his shoulders.
and drew out his silver cigarette ense.
MS L )
egjK (i 1. It-,
Two or Three Small Fish Lay Faintly
Wriggling on the Surface.
It was more than half-full, and he was
highly gratified to find that neither the
cigarettes nor the vesta matches in the
cover had been reached by the wet.
"By Jove, here's luck!" he ex
claimed, and he bowed to Miss Leslie.
"Pardon me, but If you have no ob
The girl nodded as a matter af form,
and Wlnthrope hastened to light the
cigarette already In his fingers. The
smoke by no means tended to lessen
the dryness of his mouth; yet it put
him in a reflective mood, and In think
ing over what he had read of ship
wrecked parties, be remembered that
a pebble held in Ihe mouth is supposed
to case one's thirst.
To be sure, there was not a sign of
a pebble within miles of where they
sat; but after some reflection, it oc
curred to him that one of his steel
keys might do as well. At first Miss
Leslie was reluctant, to try the ex
periment, and only the Increasing dry
ness or her mouth forced bdr to seek
the promised relief. Though it called
to quench her thirst, she was agree
ably surprised to find 'bat the little
Hat bar of metal eased her craving to
I marked d gree.
Winthrope now thought to rig a
shade as Miss Leslie had done, out of
reeds and his handkerchief, for the
sun wnn scorching his unprotected
bead. Thus sheltered, the two
crouched as comfortably as they could
upon the half-dried creel of the bum
mock and waited impatiently for the
return of Blake.
The Worth of Fire.
PHOUOH the sea within the
reels was fast smoothing
to a glassy plain in the
dead calm, they did not see hlake on
bis return until he struck shallow wa
ter and stood up to wade ashore. The
tide had begun to ebb hefore he
started landward, and though he was
powerful swimmer, the long pull
Inst the current had so tired him
ilia! when he took to wading he
moved nt a lot toiselike gait.
"The bloom In' loafer!" oomaentei
Winihrope. He glanced quickly about,
and at sight of Miss Leslie's arching
brows, hastened t add: "heg pat
don: IN' ah- -'minds see so much
Of a nai . von know."
Mis i i.e lie made no reply,
i lasi hlake was out of the water
and lolling up the muddy beach to die
Spot when he had left his clothes.
While dressing he seemed to roooTor
from his exertions In the Walter, for
the moment he had Mulshed he sprang
to his feet and came forward at a
s in- approached, Wtathra
waved his lift li cigarette at him with
languid enthusiasm, and called out as
heartily as his dry lips would per
mit: "I say. HI. ike. deuced glad the
sharks didn't yon!"
"Shark " bah) All you have to do
Is to splash a little, and they haul off"
"How about the steamer, Mr.
Hlake''" asked Miss Leslie, tinning to
"All under but the miilntopina si -curse
It! Wire rigging at that!
Couldn't even gal a holt."
"Not a boll; and here we are as
good as naked on this Infernal I ley,
you' what you doing with that match?
Light your cigarette -light It! Dam
Heedless of Blake's warning cry,
Winthrope had struck his last vesta,
and now. angry and bewildered, he
stood staring While the little taper
burned Itself out. With nn oath hlake
Sprang to Catch It as It dropped from
between Winthrope'i lingers. Bui he
was too far away. It fell among the
damp rushes, spluttered, nnd llared
For a moment hlake knelt, staring
at the rushes as though stupefied;
then he sprang up before Winthrope,
his bronzed face purple with anger.
"Where's your matchbox? (lot any
more?" he demanded.
"Last one, 1 fancy yes; last one,
and there are still two cigarettes. But
look here, hlake, I can't tolerate your
talking so tleucedly "
"You Idiot! you you Hell! and
every one for cigarettes!"
From a growl I Hake's voice burst
into a roar of fury, and sprang upon
Wlnthrope like a wild beast. His
hands closed upon the Englishman's
throat, and he began to Bhake him
about, paying no heed to the blows
bis victim showered upon his face and
body, blows which soon began to les
sen In force.
Terror-stricken, Miss Ieslle put her
hands over her eyes, and began to
scream the piercing shriek that will
unnerve the strongest man. Blake
paused as though transfixed, and as the
half-suffocated Englishman struggled
In his grasp, he (lung him on the
ground and turned to the screaming
"Stop that squawking!" he said. The
girl cowed down. "So; that's better.
Next time keep your mouth shut."
"You you brute."
"Good! You've got a little Bpumv
"You coward to attack a man not
half your strength!"
"Steady, steady, young lady! I'm
warm enough yet; I've still half a
mind to wring his fool neck."
"But why should you be so ungry?
What has he done, that you "
"Why why? Lord! what hasn't he
done? This coast fairly swarms with
beasts. We've not the smell of a gun;
and now this Idiot this dough-head
has gone and thrown away our only
chance fire und on his measly ciga
rettes!" Blake choked with ret timing
Winthrope, still panting for breath,
began to creep away, at the same time
unclasping a small penknife. He was
while with fear; but bis gray eyes
which on shipboard hlake had never1
seen other than offensively Biipereill-
ous now glinted in a manner that
served to alter the America. i'h mood.
"That'll do." he said, "Come here
and show me thai knife."
"I'll show it you where It will do the
most good." muttered Winihrope, ris
ing hastily to repel the expected at
tack. "So you've got a little sand, too."
said hlake, almost good-nai uiedly.
"Say, that's not so bad. We'll call it
quits on the matches. Though how
you COUld go and l brow them away "
"Deuce take it, man! How should I
know? I've never before been in a
"Neither have I this kind. Hut 1
tell you, we've got to keep our think
tanks going. It's a guess if we see to
morrow, and that's no Joke. Now do
you wonder I got hot ?"
"Indeed, no! I've been an ass, and
here's my hand to it If you really
mean it's quits."
"it's quits all right, long ns you
don't run out of sand," responded
hlake, and he gripped the other's soft
hand until the Englishman winced.
"So; that's settled. I've got a hot
temper, but I don't hold grudges. Now,
whet, re your tish?"
"1 well, they were all spoiled."
"The sun had shriveled them."
"And you call that spoiled! We're
like to eai them rotten before We're
through with this picnic. How about H
"Pobls T io you know. Blake, I never H
thought of the pools. I stopped to H
Watch you, and then we wen so anx- H
Hlake (runted nnd turned on his H
heel to wade Into the halt ill allied pool
In Whose midst he had been deposited
the hurricane. U
Two or three small fish lay faintly
wii; lin; on the surface. Ah hlake H
splashed through the water to seize M
them bis loot Struck against a living H
body which Boundered violently and H
Unshed a brilliant forked tail above the M
muddy water hlake sprang over the M
Qsh, which was cntnuulcd In the :H
reeds, and with a kick Hung II clear H
out upon the ground M
" etorypbene!" cried winthrope, H
and he ran forward to start1 at the M
BOrgBOUSly colored prize. M
"Corypbene?" repeated Hlake, fol- H
lowing bis example, "Good t eat?" H
"Fine as salmon. This is only a H
small one, hut " H
"Fifteen pounds If an ounce!" cried H
Hlake, and he thrust his band In his H
pocket. There was a moment's si- H
lenoe, and Wlnthrope, glancing up, saw H
the other staring In blank dismay. H
"'What's up?" he asked. H
"Lost my knife." H
"When? In the pool? If we felt M
about " H
"No; aboard ship, or In tho surf " U
"Here is my knife." H
"Yes; almost big enough to whittle - H
a match! Mine would have done us H
"It Is the best steel." sH
"All right; let's see you cut up the bH
"Hut you know, Hlake, I shouldn't !
know how to go about It. I never did jH
such a thing." jH
"And you, Miss Jenny? Hirls are jH
supposed to know about, cooking." H
"1 never cooked anything In all my M
life, Mr. Hlake, and It's alive and M
and I am very thirsty, Mr. Blake!" H
Lord!" commented Blake. "Give M
me that knife." H
Though the blade was so small, the H
American's hand was strong. After H
some little haggling, the coryphene M
was killed and dressed. Blake washed M
both ii and his hands In the pool, and H
began to cut slices of flesh from the )M
fish's tail. H
"We have no Are," Wlnthrope re- ,M
minded him, flushing at the word. '.M
"That's true," assented Blake, In a lM
cheerful tone, and he offered Win- M
throne two of the pieces of raw flesh. jJ
"Here's your breakfast. The trimmed H
piece Is for Miss Leslie." H
"But It's raw! Really, I could not U
think of eating raw fish. Could you, H
Miss Leslie shuddered. "Oh, no! M
and I'm so thirsty I could not eat any- tM
thing." ' JM
"You bet you can!" replied Blake. rM
"Both of you take that fish and go to
chewing. It's the stuff to ease your fH
thirst while we look for water. Good 11
Lord! In a week you'll be glad to eat M
raw snake. Flnnlcky over clean fish, VM
when you swallow canvas-back all but M
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(TO BE CONTINUED.) M
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