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Uncertain Whether She Should Feel Relieved or Anxious.
SYNOPSIS.
The story opens with the shipwreck of
the steamer 011 which Miss Genevieve
Leslip, an American heiress. lx>rd Win
thrope, an Englishman, and Tom Blako,
• brusque American, were passengers.
The three wcr* tossed upon an uninhab
ited Island and were the only ones not
drowned. Blake recovered from a drunk
en stupor. Blake, shunned on the boat,
because of his roughness, became a hero
R8 preserver of the helpless pair. The
Englishman was suing tor the hand of
Miss Ijoslle. Blake started to swim back
to the ship to recover what was left.
Blake returned safely. Winthrope wasted
his last match on a cigarette, for which
he was scored by Blake. Their first meal
was a ilead fish. The trio started a ten
mile hike for higher land. Thirst at
tacked them. Blako was compelled to
carry Miss Leslie on account of weari
ness. He taunted Winthrope. They en
tered the Jungle. That night was passed
roosting high in a tree. The next morn
ing they descended to the open again.
All three constructed hats to shield them
•elves fronTwthe sun. They then feasted
on cocoa nuts, the only procurable fend.
Leslie showed a liking for Blake,
hut detested his roughness. l.,ed by Blake
they established a home in some cliffs.
?llake found a fresh water spring. Miss
.eslie faced an unpleasant situation.
Tlioy planned their campaign. Blake re
covered his surveyor's magnifying glass,
thus insuring fire. He started a jungle
lire, killing a large leopard and smoth
•rlng several cubs. In the leopard's cav
ern they built a small home. They gained
the cliffs by burning the bottom of a
tree until it fell against the heights. The
trio secured eggs from the cliffs.
Miss Leslie's white skirt was decided
upon as a signal. Miss Leslie made a
dress from the leopard skin. Blake's ef
forts to kill antelopes failed. Overhear
ing a conversation between Blake and
winthrope. Miss Leslie became fright
ened. Winthrope became ill with fever.
Blake was poisoned by a fish. Jackals
attacked the camp that night, but were
driven off by Genevieve. Blake returned,
after nearly dying. Blake constructed
an animal trap. It killed a hyena.
CHAPTER XV.—Continued.
"Mr. Blake!" she exclaimed, "Mr.
Winthrope Is going off without a
■word: but I can't endure it! You have
no right to send him on such an er
rand. It will kill him!"
Blake met her indignant look with
n sober stare.
"What if it does?" he said. "Better
for him to die in the gallant service
of his fellows, than to sit here and
rot. Eh, Win?"
"Do not trouble yourself, Miss
Genevieve. I hope I shall pull through
all right. If not —"
"No, you shall not! I'll go mysolf!"
"See here, Mitts Leslie," said Blake,
somewhat sternly; "who's got the re
sponsibility of keeping you two alive
for the next month or so? I've been
In the tropics before, and I know
something of the way people have to
live to get out again. I'm trying to
-Co my best, and I tell yon straight, if
you won't mind me, I'm going to make
you, no matter how much it hurts
your feelings. You see how nice and
meek Win takes his orders. I ex
plained matters to him last night—"
"I assure you, Blake, you shall have
no cause for complaint as to my con
duct," muttered Winthrope. "I should
like to observe, however, that in
speaking to Miss Leslie —"
"There you are again, with your
•verlasting talk. Cut it out, and get
busy. To-morrow we all goon a hike
•Jo the river."
As Winthrope started off, Blake
turned to Miss Leslie, with a good
natured grin.
"You see, it's this way. Miss Jen
ny—" he began. He caught her look
of disdain, and his face darkened.
"Mad, eh? So that's the racket!"
"Mr. Blake, I will not have you talk
to me in that way. Mr. Winthrope Is
a gentleman, but nothing more to me
than a friend such as any young wom
an—"
"That settles it! I'll take your
word for it, Miss Jeftny," broke in
Blake, and springing up, he set about
his work, whistling.
The g'ri gazed at his broad back
and emit head, uncertain whether she
should feel relieved or anxious. The
more she thought the matter over, the
more uncertain she became*, and the
more she wondered at her uncertain
ty. Could it be possible that she was
becoming interested in a man who, if
ber ears had not deceived her — But
no! That could not be possible!
Yet what a ring there was to his
voice!-r-so clear and tonic after Win
thrope's precise, modulated drawl.
And her countryman's firmness! He
could be rude if need be; but he
would make her do wljat he thought
was j>est for her health. Was it not
possible that she had misunderstood
his words on the cliff, and so mis-
Judged—wronged—him ?—that Win
thrope, so eager to stipulate for her
hand — But then Winthrope had
more than confirmed her dread
ful conclusions taken from Blake's
words, and Winthrope was an
English gentleman—
She ended in a state of utter be
wilderment.
CHAPTER XVI.
The Savage Manifest.
Ss WINTHROPE had suc
ceeded in dragging him
self to and from the head
land without a collapse, the following
morning, as soon as the dew was dry,
Blake called out ail hands for the ex
pedition. He was in the best of hu
mors, and showed unexpected consid
eration by i:re«entiug Winthropa with
a cane, which he had cut and trimmed
during the night.
Having sent Miss Leslie to fill the
whisky flask with spring water, he
dropped three cocoanut-shell bowls, a
piece of meat and a lump of salt into
one of the earthenware pots, and
slung all over his shoulder in the ante
lope skin. With his bow hung over
the other shoulder, knife and arrows
in his belt, and his big club in his
hand, he looked ready for any contin
gency.
"We'll hit first for the mouth of the
river," he said. "I'm going on ahead.
If I'm not in sight when you come up,
pick a tree where the ground is dry,
and wait."
"But I say, Blake," replied Win
thrope, "I see animals over in the cop
pices, and you should know that I am
physically unable —"
"Nothing but antelope," interrupted
Blake. "I've seen them enough now
to know them twice as far off. And
you can bet on it they'd not be there
if any dangerous beast was in smell
ing distance."
"That is so clever of you, Mr.
Blake," remarked Miss Leslie.
"Simple enough when you happen to
think of it," responded Blake. "Yes;
the only thing you've got to look out
for's the ticks in the grass. They'll
keep you interested. They bit me up
in great shape."
He scowled at the recollection,
nodded by way of emphasis, and was
off like a shot. The edge of the plain
beneath the cliff was strewn with
rocks, among which, even with Miss
Leslie's help, Winthrope could pick
his way but slowly. Before they were
clear of the rough ground, tfaey saw
Blake disappear among the man
groves.
The ticks proved less annoying than
they had apprehended after Blake's
warning. But when they approached
the mouth of the river, they were
alarmed to hear, above the roar of the
surf, loud snorting, such as could only
be made by large animals. Fearful
lest Blake had roused and angered
some forest beast, they veered to the
right and ran to hide behind a clump
of thorns. Winthrope sank down ex
hausted the moment they reached
cover; but Miss Leslie crept to the
far end of the thicket and peered
around.
"Oh, look here!" she cried. "It's a
whole herd of elephants trying to
cross the river mouth where we did,
and they're being drowned, poor
things!"
"Elephants?" panted Winthrope, and
he dragged himself forward beside
her. "Why, so there are; quite a
drove of the beasts. Yet, I must say,
they appear smaller —ah, yes; see
their heads. They must be the hippos
Blake saw."
"Those ugly creatures? I once saw
some at the zoo. Just the same, they
will be drowned. Some are right in
the surf!"
"I can't say, I'm sure, Miss Gene
vieve, but 1 have an idea that the
beasts are quite at home iu Uie wa
CAMERON COUNTY PRESS. THURSDAY, JANUARY 13, 1910.
ter. I fancy they enjoy eurf bathing
as keenly as ourselves."
"I do believe you are right. There
Is one going in from the quiet water.
But look at those funny little ones on
the backs of the others!"
"Must be the baby hippos," replied
Winthrope, indifferently. "If you
please, I'll take a pull at the flask. I
am very dry."
When he had half emptied the flask,
he stretched out in the shade to doze.
But Miss Leslie continued to watch
the movements of the snorting hippos,
amused by the ponderous antics of the
grown ones in the surf, and the comic
appearance of the barrel-like infants
as they mounted the backs of their
obese mothers.
Presently Blake came out from
among the mangroves, and walked
across to the beach, a few yards away
from the huge bathers. To all ap
pearances, they paid as little attention
to him as he to them. Miss Leslie
glanced about at Winthrope. lie was
fast asleep. She waited a few mo
ments to see if the hippopotami would
attack Blake. They continued to ig
nore him, and gaining courage from
their indifference, she stepped out
from behind the thicket, and advanced
to where Blake was crouched on the
beach. When she came up, she saw
beside him a heap of oysters, which
he was opening in rapid succession.
"Hello! You're just in time to
help," he called. "Where's Win?"
"Asleep behind those bushes."
"Worst thing he could do. But lend
a hand, and we'll shuck these oysters
before rousting him out. You can
rinse those I've opened. Fill the pot
with water, and put them into soak."
"They look very tempting. How did
you chance to find them?"
"Saw 'em on the mangrove roots at
low tide, first time I nosed around
here. Tidu was well up to-day; but
I managed to get these all right with
a little diving. Only trouble, €he
skeets most ate me alive."
Miss Leslie glanced at her compan
ion's dry clothing, and came back to
the oysters themselves. "These look
very tempting. Do you like them
raw?"
"Can't say I like them much any
way, as a rule. But if I did, I wouldn't
eat this mess raw."
"Yes?*
"This must bo the dry season here,
and the river is running mighty clear.
Just the same it's nothing more than
liquid malaria. We'll not eat these
oysters till they've been pasteuriaed."
"If the water is so dangerous, I fear
we will suffer before we can refurn,"
replied Miss Leslie, and she held up
the flask.' .
"What!" exclaimed Blake. "Half
gone already? That was Winthrope."
"He was very thirsty. Could wo not
boll a potful of the river water?"
"Yes, when tine ebb g«ts strong, if
we run too dry. First, though, we'll
mako a try for cocoanuts. Let's hit
out for the nearest grove now. The
j main thiug is to keep moving."
As hi spoke, Blake caught the
pot and hi 3 club And started for the
thorn clump, leaving the skin, togeth
er with the meat and the salt, for Miss
Leslie to carry. Winthrope was
wakened by a touch or Blake's foot,
and all three were soon walking away
from the seashore, just within the
shady border of the mangrove wood.
At the first fan-palm Blake stopped
to gather a number of leaves, for their
palm-leaf hats were now cracked and
broken. A little farther on a ruddy
antelope, with lyrate horns, leaped out
of the bush before them and dashed
off toward the river before Blake
could string his bow. As if in mock
ery of his lack of readiness, a troupe
of large green monkeys set up a wild
chattering in a tree above the party.
"I say, Miss Jenny, do you think you
can lug the pot, if we go slow? It isn't
far now.
"Good for you, little woman! That'll
give me a chance to shoot quick."
They moved on again for a hundred
yards or more; but though Blake kept
a sharp lookout both above and below,
he saw no game other than a few
small birds and a pair of blue wood
pigeons. When he sought to creep up
on tho latter, they flew into the next
tree. In following them, he cams
upon a conical mound of hard clay,
nearly four feet high.
"Hello; this must be one of those
white ant-hills," ho said, and he gave
the mound a kick.
Instantly a tiny object whirred up
and struck him in the face.
"Wheel" he exclaimed, springing
back and striking out. "A hornet! No;
It's a bee!"
"Did it sting you?" cried Miss Leg
lie.
"Sting? Keep back; there's a lot
more of 'em. Sting? Oh, no; he only
hypodermicked me with a red-hot
darning needle! Shy around here.
There's a whole swarm of the little
devils, and they're hopping mad. Hear
'em buzz!"
"But where is their hive?" asked
Winthrope, as all three drew back be
hind the nearest bushes.
"Guess they've borrowed that ant
hill," replied Blake, gingerly fingering
the white lump which marked the spot
where the bee had struck him.
"Wouldn't It be delightful if we had
some honey?" exclaimed Miss Leslie.
"By Jove, that really wouldn't be
half bad!" chimed in Winthrope.
"Maybe we can. Miss Jenny; only
we'll need a fire to tackle those buz
zers. Guess it'll be as well to let them
cool off a bit also. The cocoanuts are
only a little way ahead now. Here;
give me the pot."
They soon came to a small grove of
cocoanut palms, where Blake threw
down his club and bow and handed
his burning-glass to Miss Leslie.
"Here," he said; "you and Win start
a fire. It's early yet, but I'm think
ing we'll all be ready enough for
oyster stew."
"How about the meat?" asked Mis«
"Leslie.
"Keep that till later. Here goes for
our dessert."
Selecting one of the smaller palms,
Blake spat on his hands, and began
to climb the slender trunk. Aided by
previous experiences, he mounted
steadily to the top. The descent was
made with even more care and steadi
ness, for he did not wish to tear the
skin from his hands again.
"Now, Win," he said, as he neared
the bottom and sprang down, "leave
the cooking to Miss Leslie, and V'tsk
some of those nuts. You won't more'n
have time to do it before the stew
is ready."
Winthrope's response was to draw
out his penknife. Blake stretched
himself at ease in the shade, but kept
a critical eye on his companions. Al
though Winth.. .-pe's fingers trembled
with weakness, he worked with 4 pre
cision and rapidity that drew a grunt
of approval from Blake. Presently
Miss Leslie, who had been stirring the
stew with a twig, threw in a little
salt, and drew the pot from the fire.
"En avant, gentlemen! Dinner is
served," she called gayly.
"What's that?" demanded Blake.
"Oh; sure. Hold on, Miss Jenny
You'll dump It all."
He wrapped a wisp of grass about
the pot, and filled the three cocoanut
bowls. The stew was boiling hot;
but they fished up the oysters with
the bamboo forks that Blake had
carved some days since. By the time
the oysters were eaten, the liquor in
the bowl was cool enough to drink.
The process was repeated until the
pot had been emptied of its contents.
"Say, but lhat was something like,"
murmured Blake. "If only we'd had
pretzels and beer togo with it! But
these nuts won't be bad."
When they finished the cocoanuts,
Winthrope asked for a drink of wa
ter.
"Would It not be best to keep it un
til later?" replied Miss Leslie.
"Sure," put In Blake. "We've had
enough liquid refreshments to do any
one. If I don't look out, you'll both be
drinlfing river water. Just bear in
mind the work I'd have to carve a
pair of gravestones. No; that Cask
has got to do you till we get home. I
don't shin up any more telegraph
poles to-day."
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