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SYNOPSIS
CHAPTER I—Karen Waterson. convinced
by 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 gain 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 Wayme 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 claim 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 VII—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 W’ayne 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’a
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.
CHAPTER XIII—Dick takes the island
doctor out to Garrett Waterson's boat and
they find the old man very ill with a fever.
Waterson wants to learn all he can from
Dick about his granddaughter and says he
would give a great deal to have just one
look at her. Dick promises he will bring
Karen to him. As he is about to leave the
ship to get her he sees that Colt’s ship with
Karen aboard has started for Honolulu.
Now go on with the story.
CHAPTER XIV
Even yet, behind the beach of Ala
koa, continued the music and danc
ing which was an extension of the
wake for the death of James Wayne
relaxing now into an emotional deb
acle which had forgotten the reason
that it began. Consequently the crew
of the Holokai, held on the vessel
when they had expected to go
ashore, was in resentful and surly
mood. From that frustrated and
dark-skinned crew any skipper could
expect a sullen handling of lines and
gear, and the uneasy, heavy-weight
ed obedience of men who like noth
ing about their work. But this time
as Dick Wayne swung aboard the
Holokai something different hap
pened.
Tonga Dick came aboard relaxed
and smiling, and every move that
he made was lazy. The easy droop
of his whole figure would have
seemed, at first glance, to be that
of a man upon whom anybody could
impose. And yet, as soon as he
stepped aboard, a peculiar and un
explainable discipline came over the
whole length of the Holokai. The
crew forgot the doings behind the
beach, and the drinking they had
missed, and the girls they had
missed suddenly they wanted noth
ing except to be out of range of the
inevitable explosion.
Tonga Dick didn’t see any of that.
He didn’t notice the unaccustomed
smartness with which deck Kanakas
got out of his way, nor the naval
precision with which Inyashi attend
ed him—not too close. The rail felt
unnatural as he swung over it be
cause his hands were cold and trem
bling and he was seeing nothing ex
cept the wavering lights of the Seal,
probing out through a channel which
no one aboard her knew.
The tall rollers that came across
two thousand miles of Pacific were
breaking low upon the coral reefs.
No one could make his way through
there who had not been born among
those reefs—not as the tides lay
now. Certainly Captain Ramey, bad
navigator and weak pilot, could not
find his way through. Dick watched
the Seal swing perilously in the rip
of the tide he waited confidently,
even hopefully, knowing what kind
of rock was reaching for the Seal’s
plates. Presently, he believed, he
would take the people off the foun
dering Seal, and put them back
where they belonged—where he had
told them to stay. He waited for the
reel of the Seal’s lights, the sick
check of her motion which would
mark the physical concussion be
tween John Colt’s will and the actu
alities of land and water.
There was a moment, suspended
in hair-breadth contest, in which he
knew the Seal could not live—that
the one-eyed Ramey had made one
mistake too many. Then, unaccount
ably, by a whim of the sea, the
Seal shook off the reef through a
course in which no vessel had ever
succeeded yet—and was free in
open water. Even the broken-toothed
coral seemed to have failed Dick
Wayne.
“Take your anchor up,” Dick said.
His voice was so low that Inyashi,
waiting near as he was, had to ask
him to repeat.
“Weigh your anchor, and give me
the Diesel! What is this? Doesn’t
.anything I say ever stick any more?’
The Seal was in the open sea
but now the Holokai was coming out,
brought by a shorter and easier
way. When Dick Wayne had brought
her through the treacherous and an
gling channel he set his hip against
the wheel, letting the Holokai buck
brokenly against the cross chop.
“Inyashi,” Dick said, “that is our
boat.”
“Our boat, Captain?”
“I’m going aboard that boat and
bring her back,” Dick said.
Something special showed in In
yashi then. Sometimes people won
dered why a squatty little yellow
man, who looked like a clerk in a
Japanese dry goods store, should be
right-hand man to Dick Wayne. If
they had been watching, they might
have found out something about that
now. Inyashi’s face wrinkled in a
peculiar grin it was deferential
still, but a peculiar drawing of the
lips made the eye teeth show, so
that all at once, without ever step
ping out of his place, Inyashi was
something else than he had been
before.
“Are all the Kanakas aboard?”
Dick asked.
“All five, Captain Dick.”
“Bring ’em here.”
The crew of the Holokai didn’t
look like much as Inyashi brought
them up to the wheel which Dick
still held. These were slovenly look
ing men, not very well washed. Their
faces were dark the hair of some
of them had a crinkly bush the
noses of some were nothing else but
fiat, and the lips noticeably thick.
A Polynesian who, on a surfboard,
seems the image of a god, can look
like scum in dungarees.
‘You see that boat up there?”
Dick said.
None of them said anything, and
their faces were inexpressive. The
question was rhetorical. Whatever
these brown-skinned men might
miss in this world or the next, they
never missed anything on the face of
the sea.
“We’re going to come up close on
that boat in a minute,” Dick said.
“We’re going to swing so close to
her that maybe we’ll smash her rud
der off. I’m going aboard, and I’m
going to take her back to Alakoa.
After I’ve gone aboard, the Holokai
is going to stand by for maybe ten
minutes. Within ten minutes the
malahine boat will turn and go back.
If it doesn’t turn—”
Dick Wayne stopped a moment,
while he turned the Holokai more
carefully into the wake of the Seal’s
lights.
“Then, Captain?” Inyashi prompt
ed. In the undistinguished yellow
face the canine teeth were showing
in Inyashi’s peculiar new smile.
“If,” Dick said, “the Seal does
not turn in ten minutes after I have
boarded her, the Holokai will come
alongside the Seal and lash fast.”
“And then—?” Inyashi said again.
“One way or another,” Dick said,
“I’m going to take the Seal back
to Alakoa.”
Dick W’ayne didn’t even look at
the faces of the Kanakas—he knew
what was there. They were looking
at each other then, but not in sullen
ness nor rebellion. The faces of
these men were thick-skinned as
leather, weathered by a thousand
tropic suns but now there was a cu
rious drawing up of the faces of the
first man and the third—different
from a smile, and at the same time
nothing else—as if the deep-skinned
leather had beer^drawn up by inner
cords.
If any haole had anything these
men could understand, Dick Wayne
had it and they understood him
now. W’ithout looking at them at
all, he knew that they would take
the Seal, if he named the Seal? no
matter what else happened after
that. Dick had to grin a little,
but not without affection, as he rec
ognized that he was perfectly cer
tain of what these men could be
counted on to do.
“Get your buffers out to star
board.”
The Seal was all out, and, as Dick
already knew, Ramey’s boat had a
surprising turn of speed but there
was nothing she could do to get
away from the Holokai, in the open
sea. The Holokai had been built
for sail, but she had taken to her
power with a surprising surety, so
that under her Diesel she went over
the water like a thrown shell. Def
initely and steadily, with an arith
metic accuracy, the Holokai came
up on the Seal and nothing that
men’s intentions or present emotions
might do could effect that steady
overtaking. She could overhaul the
unhappy Seal tonight simply by a
mathematics of oil and iron con
trived by forgotten designers, some
of whom were dead
“I have to go now,” Dick said to
Inyashi.
‘‘You mean—you mean—”
“Take the wheel, and throw her
so close that you pick her wheel
man’s teeth with the buckle of your
belt.”
“What are you going to do?” In
yashi demanded.
“I’m going to leave this rail, and
go aboard this other boat,” Dick
said.
“Tonga,” Inyashi said, lapsing
into the name under which he had
first known Dick, “if I miss the
swing, even by inches—it just can
not be done.”
“You go ahead and do it. Take
the wheel.”
Nobody moved on the deck of the
Holokai as Dick went over the rail
of the Seal. Everyone of those sea
riding men must have known what
inspiration was in Inyashi’s hand as
he drew the Holokai past the Seal,
against the restless swell of the
countering sea. But they stood,
waiting their turn, while Dick made
his jump across better than a fath
om of open water and, gaining the
Seal’s deck, signaled Inyashi to
stand clear.
The one-eyed Captain Ramey was
waiting at so nearly the exact spot
where Dick took the deck that he
had to jump back when Dick came
down over the rail.
“What’s this. What is this?”
“How would you like to turn your
boat?” Dick said.
“Listen—wait—listen!” There was
a frantic expostulation in Ramey’s
The one-eyed Captain Ramey was
waiting at so nearly the exact spot
where Dick took the deck that he
had to jump back.
voice, not without its note of ap
peal. “You can’t do this! What are
you going to do? Damn me, you
can’t do it! You know I hardly ever
get a decent charter, and when I
do* do you have to butt in* and—”
(To be continued)
THE BLUFFTON NEWS, BLUFFTON, OHIO
Closeups of the
HOT WORK AT SHORT RANGE—The Thompson (“Tommy”)
sub-machine gun in the hands of a trained infantryman offers a
formidable combination which can spell the difference in fire-power
when American troops clash with those of the enemy.
HERE’S PERFECT TEAM WORK—These flashy 87-millimeter
anti-tank units function with the snap and precision of a well-trained
football backfield. Coupled to tiny “jeeps” the pieces can be drawa
over the roughest terrain at speeds often in excess of 50 miles at
hour. The crews prepare their guns for action in a matter Of
Seconds.
The Holokai’s deck crew were
lounging against the weather rail as
Dick left the'wheel. They appeared
to be resting but Dick caught the
gleam of a long knife in the belt of a
boy who looked the laziest of all.
“Stay back,” he warned them.
“Stay back until your time comes!”
MoUtUf,
Spring—it’s here. Firefy sighted
Thursday night, must have arrived
with the first robin... .magnolia tree
in full bloom on the Zanna Staater
lawn, South Main street... .dandelion
blossoms..’., early fruit trees burst
ing into flower... .spring gardening
in full swing....and housecleaning..
..and spring fever.... and an urge
to forget it all and go fishin’... .and
we’re going out and get a mess of
dandelion greens before they get too
tough.... and Lee Coon with a can
of yellow paint marking off parking
spaces on Main street.... and farm
ers in town just long enough to get
implement repairs and back to the
job of spring tillage... .and gotta re
member to have the lawn mower
sharpened.... and Coach Berky just
dropped in and ask us to remember
to support the Beavers baseball tean
this spring....so we’re passing the
word along to you.
Never know what you’re going to
hear over the phone these days. The
other morning we called Lincoln hall,
college dormitory, and a fresh voice
answered: “This is Lincoln hall—
Abraham speaking!”
More woes for basketball next wint
er—word comes from manufacturers’
representatives that there will be no
more basketball shoes available after
present stocks are exhausted.
The past week marked removal of
the hedge bordering the sidewalk
at the Armin Hauenstein home
on South Main street. The hedge was
planted more than sixty years ago by
his father, the late Andrew Hauen
stein, pioneer Bluffton druggist and
was a landmark familiar to succeed
ing generations. It was the last re
maining vestage of the days when
yards were enclosed usually with an
iron fence to keep out droves of live
stock driven over the street from farm
to town shipping points.
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Robert West who is soldiering out
at Camp Roberts in California will
speak a good word for the new camp
chaplain who is to report there next
Saturday. The new chaplain is Rev.
Charles O. Dutton, Methodist pastor
here some ten years ago, where West
attended church. Rev. Dutton has re
cently been on a special assignment
as chaplain at the federal penitentiary
at Alcatraz Island in San Francisco
bay where the most incorrigible fed
eral prisoners are kept.
A bed room suite may mean one
thing to adults—but it meant some
thing entirely different to four-year
old Judy, daughtr of Mr. and Mrs.
Earl Lugibill. Ovrhearing a family
discussion about the difficulty of mov
ing a bedroom suite she suggested
that it really hadn’t ought to be hard
because after all a bedroom suite was i
only a pair of pajamas.
Collection of coins exhibited in the
window of the Basinger furniture
Army in Action
EQUIPPED FOR A RAID—Reconnaissance missions call for alert
minds and sharp eyes. Hundreds of infantrymen are receiving
special instruction in this type of work to attain self-reliance and
confidence. They carry side-arms instead of rifles.
TRUSTY AUTOMATIC—Still one of the Army’s most effective
weapons is the Browning automatic rifle. Like the old Springfield,
it is the infantryman’s standby. This rifle embodies features upon
which no improvements have been made.
store this week is attracting much at
tention. The display is made up of
coins from collections of Dr. Evan
Basinger and Robert Benroth, Bluff
ton coin collectors. Some of the coins
dating from the time of Christ—and
what an absorbing story they could
tell of expriences thru all the centur
ies.
When Ray Crouse, seventh grade
student, came out of the Star theatre
Sunday afternoon he was astonished
to find his bike decorated with crepe
paper and yarn and to find cold cream
rubbed on the handle bars and on the
seat. He soon discovered the guilty
culprits to be two of his classmates,
June Sechler and Peggy Martin.
Several Bluffton fishermen discov
ered that it can be just too cold to
go fishing. It seems that everybody
here is in the mood these days with
many unusual catches being reported.
With an overnight temperature drop
Saturday many of the Bluffton fisher
men gave up after a try in the morn
ing.
Rumors current that local fishing
privileges may run afoul of the de
fense effort. Hope it’s not too severe
as with tires none too good looking
as if we might have to take our rec
reation this summer staying in one
place instead of wheeling over the
countryside.
Junior Dunifon is the proud pos
sessor of a beautiful black eye. The
bruised orb was secured as the result
of stopping a batted ball with his eye.
The ball was hit by Chas. Trippiehorn
in a game played by the boys last
Friday.
A stone bearing imprints of ani
mal feet was found at Fox hill by
Mary Louise Dean last Saturday.
Talk about a business head, Harry
Burkholder, eighth grade student,
For Vigor and Health—
include meat in your menu.
Always ready to serve you.
Bigler Bros.
Fresh and Salt Meats
WE PAY FOR
HORSES $6.00
COWS $4.00
(of size and condition)
Call
ALLEN COUNTY FERTILIZER
23221—LIMA, OHIO
Reverse Tel. Charges E. G. Buchsieb, Inc.
started an errand service at the dis
trict band contest at Bolwling Green
State university last Saturday. The
university being a considerable dis
tance from down town, Harry found
himself in great demand when he of
fered to run errands for tne purchase
of candy. At a nickel a head he
cleared some nice money from the
students in the contest.
David Stearns, the high school cym
bal player, found himself the object
of the adjudicator’s comment at the
Bowling Green band contest, Satur
day. In referring to the Bluffton
band, the judge said that the big boy
with the cymbals was too strong.
We have begun to think that neck
Ferol Althaus brought some broken
phonograph records to school Mon
day and broke them into pieces.
From these she fashioned an at
tractive necklace.
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August rush period.
PAGE SEVEN
Pleasant Hill
Rev. McClure, District Superin
tendent of the Methodist church will
preach the sermon next Sunday
morning at 9:45 a. m. at Pleasant
Hill church, due to the death of the
minister, Rev. Webster.
Mr. and Mrs. Ed Althauser spent
Sunday with Mr. and Mrs. Coy
Binkley and family.
Cleo Garau called at the Norval
Scoles home Sunday afternoon.
Mrs. Cora Huber and grand
daughter Sondra Sun spent the week
end with Mr. and Mrs. Paul Wine
gardner and family of Harrod.
Mr. and rs. Lyman Barnes spent
Wednesday with Mr. and Mrs. Geo
rge Huber.
Mr. and Mrs. Aldine Welty, Mr.
and Mrs. Clyde Welty and daughter
of Lima. Mr. and Mrs. Wayne Lugi
bill and daughter of Bluffton spent
Sunday with Mr. and Mrs. Wm.
Lugibihl and famliy.
Mr. and Mrs. Lyman Barnes call
ed Sunday afternoon on Mr. and
Mrs. Schuyler Early.
Mr. and Mrs. Joy K. Huber called
on Mr. and Mrs. David Holman of
Lafayette, Saturday evening.
Mr. and Mrs. Willard Jennings
entertained Sunday evening for Mr.
and Mrs. Avery Watt and family of
Lima, Mr. and Mrs. Elzie McClure,
Mr. and Mrs. Ralph Woodhead of
Lafayette, Mr. and Mrs. Raymond
Stratton and family and Mr. and
Mrs. Joy K. Huber of Bluffton.
Mr. and Mrs. Lyman Barnes spent
Sunday evening with Mr. and Mrs.
Jacob Traucht.
Mr. and Mrs. Arthur Phillips call
ed on Mr. and Mrs. Harold Younk
man of Perry Township Sunday
afternoon.
Mr. and Mrs. O. L. Stratton, Mr.
and Mrs. Raymond Stratton called
Sunday afternoon on Mr. and Mrs.
Harvey Pifer of Arlington.
Mr. and Mrs. Arthur Phillips call
ed on Mr. and Mrs. Russell Wolfe
Sunday evening.
Miss Edna Huber attended the
Home Economics State Convention
at Columbus, Friday and Saturday.
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