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THURSDAY, APRIL 16, 1942
SYNOPSIS
CHAPTER I—Karen Waterson, convinced
bj' her lawyer, John Colt, that she has a
claim to the island estate and fortune of
her grandfather. Garrett Waterson, arrives
in Honolulu to attempt to gam control of the
property. Here she meets Richard Wayne,
or Tonga Dick, as he is known throughout
the South Pacific. He is a member of the
Wayne family that has been in control of
her grandfather's island, Alakoa, since the
old man's disappearance. Although Tonga
Dick knows who she is. Karen attempts to
conceal her identity from him. Dick offers
to take her sailing and she accepts.
CHAPTER II—Dick goes to the home of
his half-brothers, Ernest and Willard, for a
conference regarding their interest in Ala
koa. In the course of their discussion it is
revealed that the Wayne family obtained
the island for a small sum and under the
direction of the boys' uncle. James Wayne,
it has been developed to where it has as
sets of around three million dollars. The
Waynes are worried that Karen may have
good cleim to the island.
CHAPTER III—Next day as Dick takes
Karen sailing she learns that he knows who
she is and that he is taking her to Alakoa.
She wants to go back to Honolulu but he
refuses to take her.
CHAPTER IV—Although she is thrilled
by the sight of the deep water island. Ala
koa. Karen is afraid of what awaits her
here. Dick finds that his uncle. James
Wayne, is very ill. When Dick sees him,
James Wayne is upset over the pending
suit for the island and tells Dick he will
under no circumstances come to a settle
ment.
CHAPTER V—Dick tries to get Karen to
reach a compromise for settling the status
of Alakoa. but she will have none of it and
tells him to discuss the matter with John
Colt, her lawyer. She also tells him that
a native house-girl, Lilua. is romantically
interested in him. He laughs this off.
CHAPTER VI—That night during a storm,
James Wayne is found dead at his desk.
Dick realizes that he has died from over
work but believes some sort of shock must
have been the immediate cause. He be
lieves Karen was with his uncle at the time
of his death. Dick now decides to take
Karen back to Honolulu.
CHAPTER VH—On the way back Dick
tells Karen he loves her. They discuss
plans for disposing of her claim to the island
and she tells him that the matter must be
settled with Colt. They quarrel over this
and on reaching Honolulu part on unfriendly
terms, each decided to make a fight for
Alakoa. While Karen is telling John Colt
about her experiences with Tonga Dick she
discovers that Colt too is in love with her.
CHAPTER VIII—Dick Wayne attempts a
compromise with John Colt and when his
offer is refused he warns the lawyer that
his case is washed up and the end of Karen's
Pacific adventure is in sight. Dick then
goes to Alakoa and examines the books of
the Island property and learns that over a
long period of time James Wayne had been
paying out large sums of money for "old
debts." He calls a conference with his
brothers.'
CHAPTER IX Next morning. Dick’s
brothers get a terrific shock when they learn
that old Garrett Waterson is not dead but
is now on his way to Alakoa. Dick explains
that the old man left the island over 20
years before because he believed he was
about to lose all his property. Being of
violent temperament he wanted to get away
from the past so he just dropped from sight.
In the meantime Dick has been working
for him. John Colt and Karen arrive at
Alakoa that evening.
CHAPTER X—Dick goes to Karen and
tells her that she is not an heiress after
all: that her grandfather is very much alive
and will very shortly arrive at Alakoa. He
tells that he does not know’ what the old
man will decide to do. He may see that
Karen gets the island or he may allow the
Waynes to keep it. Dick again tells her
of his love for her and asks her to go away
with him. She decides to go and they put
out to sea in his boat. They discover that
the native house-girl Lilua has stowed away
in Dick's cabin.
CHAPTER XI—Dick and Karen quarrel
and she accuses him of having made love
to the native girl. He denies this, and
angered, orders the ship to return to Ala
koa. Meanwhile, Hokano, Lilua’s native
lover, who came aboard ship without Dick's
knowledge, attempts to kill his sweetheart
and end his own life. He fails and is res
cued after he has jumped overboard.
CHAPTER XII—On the way back to Ala
koa. Dick and Karen continue their quarrel
and part there with each very angered at
the other. Garrett Waterson’s boat arrives
and it is learned that the old man is sick.
John Colt's pilot tells Dick that the lawyer
and Karen are anxious to leave Alakoa.
Now go on with the story.
CHAPTER XIII
Presently Dr. Shimazu came on
deck and talked to Dick Wayne.
“I think she’s all right now,” he
said. “You go look for yourself.”
‘‘The knife wound—?” Dick asked.
‘‘The wound isn’t going to amount
to anything, I hope. But you come
with me and look, so I can go
home.”
Dick went below with Dr. Shimazu,
and hesitantly made his way into the
little stateroom in the stern where
he usually slept.
Hokano was stretched out face
down upon the bunk beside Lilua,
his face upon his arms and Lilua
had turned a little so that she could
hide her face in Hokano’s shoulder.
When Dick had stood there for a
moment, Lilua lifted her head, and
looked at Dick without expression.
At first he thought that she was
unable to see him but in a few mo
ments he decided that she did. She
was simply looking at him with com
plete impersonality, like a cat or
perhaps simply like a girl looking at
someone who doesn’t mean anything
to her any more. Soon Lilua low
ered her head again, returning her
face to Hokano’s shoulder and it
wao perfectly evident that Dick was
instantly gone from her mind.
“I guess you were right,” Dr. Shi
mazu said. “It takes a Kanaka to
fix a Kanaka—providing they don’t
kill each other first.”
“Of course I was right,” Dick
said. “Can she be moved ashore
now?”
“I think so yes.”
“Inyashi! See that the girl is
moved ashore—carefully—and taken
home.”
“Yes, Tonga.”
“Maybe,” Dr. Shimazu suggested,
“I can go home now?”
“Your night is only starting,”
Dick answered “I’ve got other work
for you now.”
Dick called away the shoreboat
again, and, with Shimazu, went
aboard, the. Sarah.______
Garrett Waterson’s cabin, as they
entered it now, was a strange mess.
It differed from all other cabins in
that it was full of more charts than
most people have ever seen. There
were charts all over the wall, over
lapping each other in reefs and pads
—and a great number of these had
been drafted by Dick Wayne. There
was even a chart nailed to the bot
tom of the deck above Garrett Wa
terson’s bunk, where he could read
it as he lay in bed. Hardly any
one ever got into this room cer
tainly, since Garrett Waterson had
first taken possession, no one had
ever cleaned it up. Old shoes, and
sea boots, and miscellaneous cloth
ing were piled about, or hung upon
nails. But all this litter could mean
nothing in this room the charts
were everything here.
Everything, that is, except the
man. The ancient figure in the bunk
had been a man of huge frame,
once. Fever had carved his face
very close to the bone, taking away
much of his substance. Yet neither
old age nor wasting fever could ever
make this man appear ascetic—he
simply never had been made on as
cetic lines. Everything about him
had been built in the beginning to
be big and vital. There was some
thing arresting, even terrible, about
this big frame which had been built
to a vitality for which the fuel was
now gone.
And there was no doubt about the
fuel being gone. A faint surprise
showed in the eyes of Dr. Shimazu
as he perceived that Garrett Wa
terson was still definitely alive. Lit
tle but the body structure of the
frame itself now remained to show
what Garrett Waterson had been.
First inspection found no sign of
life in the face, or in the big skel
etonized form under the blankets.
After a minute, though, they saw
the gleam of the living eyes. In
Garrett Waterson’s eyes still lived
the embattled flame which had driv
en this man always to wild, extrava
gant, and uncompromising things.
Garrett Waterson spoke huskily to
Tonga Dick. “You’re a knockout,
you little squirt, you are,” he said.
“What’s the idea?”
Perhaps no one else in the warm
seas had ever been able to domi
nate Tonga Dick as Garrett Water
son could. Shimazu was amazed to
hear Dick speak hesitatingly.
“Well,” Dick said, without much
effect, “I thought I ought to come
back here.”
Garrett Waterson’s voice roared
hollowly. “What the hell else should
we do but come back? Do you have
to duck out with our only fast ship?”
“Didn’t know you meant to come.”
This time the effect was galvanic.
The old skeleton form that had
seemed dead whipped up on one el
bow with a dreadful, inappropriate
energy. Garrett Waterson’s voice
came like the ghostly shell of a roar
that once would have blown a main
s’l down.
“Who are you, you insufferable
pup, to say what we are going to
do?”
As Garrett Waterson raised him
self, Shimazu made a quick, instinc
tive movement, as if he wished to
stop an effort which obviously was
more than that ancient and wasted
frame could stand. But Dick halted
Shimazu with a gesture so casual
that it carried an implication of ut
ter fatality. He knew, if Shimazu
did not, that only one thing would
ever stop Garrett Waterson from any
unwisdom whatever.
“Sorry, sir.”
“Damn your sorriness,” Garrett
Waterson said in a diminished voice.
He eased himself back until he lay
as lifeless as before. “And damn
you,” he added.
“Okay,” Dick said. “Damn me.
What then?”
“Where is this girl?” Waterson
demanded.
“Well,” Dick began, “the fact
is—”
“What’s she like?” Garrett hur
ried him.
“Well,” Dick began again, “she
weighs about one hundred and twen
ty pounds, with kind of blue eyes,
and—”
“Blonde and sallow,” Garrett Wa
terson said bitterly. “By God, I
knew it! Self-righteous, holier-than
thou. Preaching half the time. Wears
starchy clothes. Oh, I knew it!”
The outburst winded the old man,
and the silence that followed gave
“So that’s the way the wind sets,”
Garrett Waterson said at last.
“Well, I guess that’s the worst of
all.”
Dick time to consider. He supposed
that Garrett Waterson was assign
ing to Karen the attributes he had
chosen to recognize in the family
into which his son had married. Or,
perhaps, the old man’s resentment
had. beeji inspired by something
even more unhappy than that. Per
haps he was remembering even yet,
that the death of Karen's grand
mother had been (unscientifically)
ascribed to a broken heart. Cer
tainly nothing that Garrett Waterson
had ever been or done had met with
her approval, or been entirely un
derstood.
“No,” Dick said. “She isn't like
that. There isn't anything like that
about her at all.”
Garrett Watersen rolled question
ing eyes upon Dick and waited.
“She has blue eyes, like I said,
but she has black hair and she's
the color of a gardenia, and she
doesn’t ever tan at all. There’s no
preaching about her—for all I know
there isn’t even any morality. And
she’s more alive than anything you
ever set eyes on yet.”
There was a silence again. “So
that’s the way the wind sets,” Gar
rett Waterson said at last. “Well, I
guess that’s the worst of all.”
“Doesn’t anything ever please
you?”
“From what you say,” Garrett
Waterson said, “the girl takes after
me. What worse luck could you
have than that, I’d like to know?”
There was something ridiculous in
the suggestion that Karen Waterson
“took after” this gnarled and huge
old man yet Dick could see that in
both there was a certain essential
spirit that was the same.
The old man seemed to rest for a
moment, and Dr. Shimazu took the
opportunity to attempt a counting
of Waterson’s pulse. Waterson made
an irascible resistance. “Get this
Jap’s hands off of me! WTio do you
think—”
“You’ll either let him examine
you," Dick said, “or I’ll walk out
on you altogether, and you’ll proba
bly never so much as set eyes on
this girl!”
There was anger in old Water
son’s eyes, but he must have known
his disadvantage. He attempted to
ignore the situation by pretending
not to notice Shimazu as the Japa
nese put a stethoscope to work.
“No wonder,” Garrett Waterson
said to Dick, “that she goes rattling
all over the Pacific, trying to grab
stuff that doesn’t belong to her. li
you take my advice you’ll stay away
from this girl! She isn’t going to
come to any good end. And neither
will you, if you fool around with the
likes of her!”
“That’s a hell of a fine way,”
Dick said, “to talk about your own
granddaughter.”
“Don’t you think,” Garrett Water
son said savagely, “I know my own
breed? She’s no good, you mark my
word! Or else what’s she doing here,
at this late date, trying to dig up
old trouble?”
Old Waterson closed his eyes, ex
hausted again.
Shimazu looked at Dick queerly as
he rolled up the tubes of his stetho
scope he came to the door and con
sulted with Dick in whispers.
“I’ll take his temperature as soon
as we’re sure he’s asleep,” Shimazu
said. “But even without that, I can
tell you, this is a very weak man.
He should have been in a hospital
long ago—certainly he should never
have tried to come here now. We’re
going to find out there’s more than
one kind of fever in this case. Black
water certainly and maybe some
thing worse.”
“Do you think he’s in danger this
time?”
Shimazu permitted himself a
queer waxy smile. “At his age, and
with so much wrong with him,
there’s no reason why he should
be alive at all. His heart is very
irregular, weak, and slow. My ad
vice is if you want anything from
this man, get it soon. For all I
can guarantee, he may never talk
lucidly again.”
“It’s as bad as that, is it?”
Shimazu shrugged. “This is a
worn out machine. Yes,” he added,
returning to the understatement that
he favored, “this man is sick.”
They stood silent for the space of
more than a minute, looking at the
figure in the bunk. A huge flying
cockroach, with a body bigger than
a mouse, flew blunderingly across
the cabin, and hit the bulkhead with
a metallic clatter it recovered itself
immediately, and ran behind a large
chart of Rotoava Anchorage.
“I’ve got to get up,” Garrett Wa
terson mumbled. “I’ve got to see
James Wayne.”
They ignored this, and the mum
bling ceased. There were a few
moments of complete silence.
Suddenly the still figure spoke in
a surprisingly strong voice, a voice
that seemed wrung from it by an
unexplainable emotion. “I would
have given my whole life—my whole
life, and a lease on my soul in
hell, just to see her—just to look at
her one time!”
For some unknown reason Shima
zu looked appalled.
“By God,” Dick said, “then you
shall!” He turned to the ladder.
“It’s no good,” Shimazu said. “By
the time you get her here, he’ll nev
er know her. Tomorrow maybe, if
he is still alive—”
“Then she’ll be here tomorrow,
too,” Dick promised. He went up
the ladder like the jump of a marlin.
Then, as he came out of the
companionway, he was instantly
checked. Now that he was on the
open deck he could hear, across the
quiet waters of the bay, the clatter
of the Seal’s loose-jointed Diesel, and
he could see the Seal’s lights mov
ing away from her anchorage. Cap
tain Ramey had weighed his anchor,
and was putting to sea.
(To be continued)
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A number of youngster.. were seen
enjoying the old fashioned game,
King of the Hill, at the saw dust pile
on the grounds of the Balmer Saw
Mill, Saturday. The following were
playing the game with a vengeance:
Robert Wilch, James Lewis, Peggy
Martin, June Sechler, Colleen Good
man. The boys stood the girls.
As mayor of this village, W. A.
Howe has had about every duty to
perform ranging all the way from
settling neighborhood quarrels to con
ferences with tax officials. A new
category of responsibility was avoided
by a hair’s breadth Saturday night.
The mayor has as yet never officiated
at a marriage ceremony. Just as hiz
onner was ready to leave, a couple
rushed in breathlessly and asked the
mayor to tie the knot. The couple was
informed that there was an abundance
of preachers in town and a most ef
ficient justice of the peace and any
way’ it might be more binding if a
minister presided at such a funtion.
The mayor was told however, that a
good friend of the prospective hus
band and wife was wed by a civil of
ficial and that the couple had been
happily married for six years. At
any rate the mayor won the argu
ment and we have not checked furth
er to see who really did perform the
ceremony. The mayor afterwards
confided in us that he could have per
formed the ceremony and that he had
a form often used by civil officials on
such occasions.
A number of people in Bluffton or
der license plates from the state high
way departmnt bearing their own in
itials on the serial letters. Paul
Stauffer, this year, just happened to
get one of plates with the PS serial.
He says that quite a few people have
already asked him how it happened.
He just happened in at the Bixel Gar
age on Cherry street when the last PS
licnse remained. The PS group of 50
numbers was alloted to Bluffton to
take care of demand while the ZB and
ZF numbers were being made. They
were delayed because of a fire at the
Ohio State penitentiary paint shop
where they were made.
Junior and Clark Basinger, sons of
Mr. and Mrs. Gust Basinger, living
west of town, spent far more than 10
per cent of their wages for defense
bonds and stamps. Upon being so
licited at the school for stamps the
boys surprised everyone by saying
that they preferred bonds. They bot
k
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axles..
.. or a
both $50 and
incidentally the boys work mi
hard for that money. Junior inf
ed us this week that he has been
ing $1.50 a day for a 10 hour da
A further example of patriotic co
operation is seen in the willingness
of George Carmack, proprietor of the
Star threatre, to donate the splendid
short, advertising the sale of defense
paign sere. Most of you have seen
ances.
Prospects of shortages of tires and
jallopies this summer aren’t worrying
any of the boys who usually fish in
Michigan—not as long as they con
tinue to bite at the National quarry.
Sparked by early season reconi catch
es the boys—and girls too—are out
in force at the quarry angling for the
ones.
Sunday found banks at the quarry
well populated with fishermen and
catches were reported good. Harold
Kohli, 4th grade pupil, hooked one
reported thirty inches in length and
Jay Harris who occupies the Presby
terian parsonage came home with a
19 pound carp, 28 inches long. Amos
Klingler of Orange township was hap
py when he pulled out a 13 inch crap
pie.
Gum dispensing machines have a
strange faculty of collecting a lot of
things besides pennies, so says Fred
erick Herr, who disposed of his string
of machine recently. Meter works
employes have kept him well supplied
with washers when it was discovered
that these handy pieces would turn
the trie in the machine as well as a
penny.
It’s a good season for lambs, so says
Oliver Spaeth who occupies the Bert
sche farm on the County line. Last
Thursday one ewe dropped four lambs
while another almost equalled the
record with three. From a flock of
eight ewes, Spaeth has received 18
lambs.
An almanac of the year of his birth
1884, is a prized possession of Jacob
Nusbaum. The pamphlet is printed in
German and issued by a publishing
house in Allentown, I’a. It was on ex
hibit in the News window the past
week.
Beg pardon, Mrs. Elizabeth Par
rish whose 94th birthday anniver
sary was last Friday is not Bluff
ton’s oldest resident as stated in the
News last week. Two residents old
er are Mrs. Peter Oberly, 96 and
John Garrett, who was 95 last
month on St. Patrick’s day.
Mrs. Oberly resides with her son,
YOU KNOW that your old iron wheels and
or a broken down tractor ... or a useless auto
rusty plow ... can be turned into guns, planes,
tanks and ships for Victory?
Right now... Uncle Sam needs every bi: of scrap
iron and old metal to keep war plants operating!
YOU can help...just collect all scrap iron around
your home, farm, shop or store—and sell at once! Re
member—your iron scrap can beat the Jap! Call your
nearest Scrap Iron Dealer or Auto Wrecker toddy!
'A This menage fam for
by The Ohio Steel Foundry
Co.. Lima Ohio a pt-irf
working 100% on Steel
Castings for war needs.
Levi Oberly on Cherry street and
Mr. Garrent lives with his daught
er, Mrs. Isaac Brobeck on North
Jackson street. He has the distinc
tion of being the eldest of a five
generation group and has 10 grand
children, 25 great grandchildren and
two great great grandchildren.
Here’s another sure sign of
spring, William Althaus, west of
Bluffton was in town Monday exhib
iting a fine mushroom.
There’s nothing new under the
sun—and that applies to sugar ra
tioning. Will Bigger of Orange
township was in town the other day
with one of the cards used to ra
tion sugar in the first World war,
twenty-five years ago.The card pro
vides a simple and effective method
of distributing the limited supply of
sugar available. As we recall it the
allotment was two pounds per per
son monthly.
It’s interesting to note how gov
ernmental decrees help to create de
mand and set styles. Altho trous
ers with cuffs can still be obtained
a number of young men in the town
already are insisting on having cuff
less trousers, local clothiers inform
ed us this week. We even predict
that many of the boys will have
their mothers iron out the cuffs in
their present trousers in order to
be in the latest style. Who said
that the woman is the fickle creat
ure
It’s spring and tennis time is here,
but Sid Stettler, Bluffton High
school tennis coach wore his heavy
winter coat the first of the week to
have his picture taken with the ten
nis squad. If we remember proper
ly tennis pictures usually are posed
with very light airy white sport
clothing. We didn't ask Sid wheth
er he took his coat off for the pic
ture.
When Little Riley went over its
banks Friday it left a flock of My
ron Matter’s sheep unable to get
back to the barnyard. Myron solv
ed the problem by getting the sheep
out of the field onto the Cemetery
road, crossing the Grove street
bridge and then to West Kibler
street to- South Main street and
home. Looked like old times of
forty years ago to see the large
flock of sheep being driven down the
road.
And speaking of high water, Fred
Muller found Friday morning a large
sign with the inscription “Muller’s
Lake” planted in the midst of the
flooded lowlands on his farm near the
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PAGE SEVEN
A. C. & Y. tracks. Some wag evi
dently got wet feet in playing a prac
tical joke
And while most Bluffton people are
thinking about getting the lawn mow
er in condition for spring, Elmer Rom
ey of South Main street has already
mowed his lawn three times this sea
son.
Congratulations to Mr. and Mrs.
Noah Basinger who celebrated their
thirty-fifth wedding anniversary last
Saturday and also to their daughter
and son-in-law, Mr. and- Mrs. Wm.
Edwards who observed their fifth an
niversary on the same day.
Protecting Eyes
Do you go in for sunbathing? Then
you know all about the application
of suntan lotion in the interests of
that nice, even tan. But what are
you doing about your eyes? The an
swer is cotton pads, dipped into
witch hazel, rose water or any good
eye lotion, pressed over the eyes
while you are in the sun. Better
even than sun glasses, because pads
don’t leave you with that “goggle”
look. The eyes should be bathed
after you come in from boating, ten
nis. riding, even touring all day in
a car.
NOTICE OF APPOINTMENT
The Suite of Ohio
Allen County, as.
Estate of Christian Klay. Deceased.
George H. Klay of 150 South Mound St..
Bluffton. Ohio, has been appointed and quail
fied as administrator of the estate of Christian
Klay. late of Allen County. Ohio, deceased.
Dated thia 27th day of March. 1942.
RAYMOND P. SMITH.
Probate Judge.
HIGH PRESSURE
BLOWS UP
STEAM LINE
High pressure living sometimes
puts a strain on stomach, liver,
kidneys and bowels. Go easy on
them. All help make those red
blood cells. Richard Felver, 416
Elm St., Sidney, Ohio says: “My
kidneys and liver were sluggish from
constipation until I started using
World’s Tonic. I’ve got a better
appetite too since taking it.” Head
aches, bilious attacks, rheumatic-like
pains and stiffness are all aggravat
ed by constipation. A few cents a
day will supply the famous World’s
Tonic, with its roots, barks and
herbs from various old countries,
where most of our ancestors orig
inated. Get World’s Tonic at Sid
ney’s Drug Shop and all other
modern Drug Stores. (J 63)
LOCAL AND LONG
DISTANCE HAULING
Every Load Insured
STAGER BROS.
Bluffton, Ohio