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JACKSON COUNTY JOURNAL, SYLVA, N. C. "i ! 1 1 ' ! 1 !i "DIED TODAY, S. WALL EN." Synopsis Stace Wallen, first mate of the bark Upolo, in the Java sea. is the sole survivor of the crew, all victims of yellow fever. Ting Wan, Chinese sailor, last man to die, tells WaUen he and five other Chinamen were sent aboard by "Drink-House Sam," notorious character of Singapore, to kill him. This recalls to Wallen an incident of his childhood which seems con nected with the confession. CHAPTER I Continued. 2 And Gunga had shaken his head as Ae had answered. "I have looked, sahib, and the hand Is whole." Spellbound he had stood there on the stairs, a lad of fourteen, and Gunga had lifted the Thing in his arms and gone away with it; and the great figure of his father, dressed in pajamas, had stood motionless for a long time, then turning had faced the Btairs and caught sight of him and suddenly had sent a wild, unnatural laugh ringing through the house. "You there, eh, Stacey?" he had laughed out, as though unmanned. "Well, I'll tell you something now. Never go to the East. Remember that never go to the East." And then he had pulled himself to gether, and his face had set sternly as he had pointed up the stairs. "Go back to your bed 1" he had command ed sharply. "Go back to your bed in stantly r "Yes," said Wallen aloud to himself. TThat's what he said: 'Never go to the East never go to the East.' " But he had come to the East and six Chinamen had shipped aboard the Upolo to kill him. His father had been quite right in telling him not to go to the East. How was it that he had come there? He had run away from that gray house after that night, and he had never heard of his. father since. That was in California. He had gone to Frisco, and gone to sea. He had been at sea ever since In all kinds of ships, and he had done pretty well. He had his master's cer tificate already. But that did not account for his be ing here in the Java sea, and for those six Chinamen. He had been fourth officer of the Tokamaru when they had touched at Shanghai a few weeks ago. She was a fine ship, the Toka maru, the biggest passenger liner in the fleet only a fourth officer's pay was very small. He had- met Captain Mitchell of the Upolo ashore there, and Captain Mit chell had "persuaded him to ship as first mate on the Upolo for double the pay he had been getting. The Upolo, of course, traded through the Java and Bnnda seas that was what his father had meant by the East touch ing at Shanghai as a port of call in a liner wasn't the same thing. How that sun burned through the awning! It seemed to stab and drill Into his skull with little shafts of ex quisite pain. He could get away from It, of course, by going below into the cabin, by putting the deck between him and that torturing ball of fire, but In the cabin one couldn't breathe. One couldn't live in the cabin Cap tain Mitchell was there and Captain Mitchell was dead. Had Captain Mitchell anything to do with those six Chinamen? Or any thing to do with Drink-House Sam in Singapore? And where was it those six Chinamen had Joined at Shanghai like himself? If he could remember that he would know whether Captain Mitchell had had a hand in the cursed game. Hadn't Johnson said something about new hands? But then native crews were everlastingly shifting about. It was a long way from Singapore to Shanghai. Who was this Drink-House Sam? What was it Ting Wah had said? Dlink-House Sam him know." "Him know, him know, him know" the words began to run through his mind in a singsong, crazy fashion and then a passionate, merciless anger seized upon him, and the splendid six foot bulk of the man heaved up from the chair, and, clenched fist raised, he swayed upon his feet. They had got him! Not the way they had thought to get him but they had got him. And he could not fight there was no one to fight he could only die like a trapped rat, while this Drink-House Sam laughed a thousand miles away! "Iliin know, him know, him know" the words coursed like fire through his 3i A. Sh0Uted aloud and the 51 Lf vflne his clenched Bst bit into the palm of his hand. He could not choke the life, as his own 7Z Z th,S devU In Singapore that he had never seen-he could only The uplifted arm. 'as though too heavy for him, fell to his side, a ghast ly whiteness spread over his face, he reeled, clutched at the skylight for support, and slipped prone upon the deck. It was the nausea upon him again. The virulence of the attack passed after a while, but for a long time he lay where he had fallen, weak and exhausted. . - He was semi-delirious when he stood up again, and hung limply against the skylight. Medicine yes, that was what it meant that stuff there spilled all about. He put some into his mouth. His eyes fastened on the ship's log open in front of him. What kind of a book was that? What was it doing there? Had he been read ing? He couldn't read when he was sick. It was very strange. No; he re membered n.ow, he had been writing in it. Whenever any of the crew died he wrote it down in the book. And now the crew was all dead, and he would be dead, too, very soon; therefore he should also wTrite his own name down while he could still write. He remembered it all perfectly now that was wltat the book was for. He lurched forward and picked up the fountain pen from where it had rolled into a broken package of pow dered quinine. He lurched again heavily as he leaned over the book. A nervous twitch of his hand gouged the pen-point into the page and left a blot. He shook his head in a gravely puz zled way. It was quer that the pen wouldn't write as it had written before; it seemed to travel all over the page, and he paused, his hand going to his eyes, again it was strange that he couldn't think of his own name ! He was first mate, he knew that; but yes, his name came back to him now. He wrote on laboriously. He finished the entry, dropped the pen, and stared at what he had written, nodding his head. "Died today, S. Wallen, first mate." He read the words aloud, and nod ded his head again. It was true, quite true. When that damnable sun that was tormenting him 'through the awn ing was gone, that would be the end of today and he would be dead. His eyes strayed forward along the deck and widened with a dawning fear. What were those shapes there! He began to mumble to himself, and suddenly shrieked out aloud. It was a horror ship. He shrieked aloud, rushed to the rail, and in the delirium of his mind crouched low to hide himself from this dead throng that raved like demons for medicine, ran screaming forward to where the ship's boat bumped mo notonously in its rise and fall against the vesel's hull. He hurled himself over the side, cast the boat loose, and snatching at the oars began to pull like a madman away from the ship. Two hundred yards off he stood up and shook both fists and yelled! tauntingly they could not reach him now. But why not? Suppose they should swim after him ! He flung himself to the seat again and plied the oars furiously. And then slowly the strokes les sened, and presently an car fell from his grasp, and after that, with a moan, he pitched forward into the bottom of the boat and all was blackness. CHAPTER II. On the Road to Pobi. "Mon," expostulated the Scotch iraaer, "but vou're fair but out of the Jaws of death, and I'd no say you're all the way out at that. re "1UC tt uieren De anither in month or in two, anyhow." Wallen, standiner ... . '"l-Cl Ui. tne little galvanlzed-iron-roofed store house, his eyes on the native who had of uierea a moment before, shook his head. "I've got to get away, MacKnight," he said earnestly. "There's no use talking about it. What kind of a ship does he say it is?" MacKnight flung out a question in the native tongue. "He says it is a big smoke-boat," translated the trader, "which will be by way of saying it's some measly steam coaster that's so small it's no able to occommodate its own cock roaches, d'ye mind! Mon, pay no at tention to it. What's anither month or so and you'll be strong then, and ah, oon, but I hate to have ye go'" Wallen, gaunt and thin from" his illness, shook his head decisively again, , though the other's words had brought a quick responsive smile to his lips. Six weeks ago a proa from the vil lage here had picked him up at sea and brought him, as it were, to this big-hearted man's door. He owed his life to MacKnight. t.i I a uo use, MacKnight," he an- owcu. i ve got to go." I 'It'll be that black devil in Sing pore!" ejaculated the trader, screw ing up his wizened face and pullinf viciously at his beard. "You'll no phu the fool, Wallen. It's not fit you an to go. Listen to me, mon: it's a mat ter o' twenty miles across the island as ye know well, and no conveyance ye mind. And it's no regular tradei that's called, for none is due she'll have put in for water or the like, and will be sailing again at daybreak." "I can make it by daybreak, Mac Knight," Wallen statei quietly. For a moment MacKnight stared at Wallen, then his hands dropped from Wallen's shoulders. "Well, go, and be damned to you. then!" he said gruffly, deep down in his throat to hide his emotion and, turning, stepped abruptly outside. There were not many preparations to make very few. Wallen's worldly possessions were his only through the generosity of the trader. But MacKnight did not stop at that now, for, five minutes later, as Wallen started for the night's tramp across the island, a Malay guftle, well loaded with supplies, start ed with him, while MacKnight cursed with earnest profanity as they wrung each other's hand. At the edge of the clearing Wallen looked back. On the great bearded figure that leaned against the door frameof the solitary trading station Wallen's eyes lingered. The man waved his hand and shouted : "Mon, ye'll no forget MacKnight o' Arru! Ye'll no forget MacKnight, mon 1" And then suddenly a mist dimmed Wallen's eyes. He tried to shout back and could only wave his own hand in return. And then the trees hid the trader from view. Forget MacKnight! The man who had nursed him back to life as a mother would nurse her child! For get that solitary human outpost ol civilization a man with an iron fist a barbed-wire tongue and a heart as tender as a woman's! No; he would not forget MacKnight! He forced a smile to his lips. One made strange friendships in these fai parts of the world, and made them under strange circumstances. Tlu Crouched Low to Hide Himself. chances were a thousand to one that he and MacKnight would never meet again but, for all that, it was a friendship that would last. Twenty miles across the island be fore daybreak! e. Wallen fell to wondering what sort of a ship and, more pertinent still, what sort of a skipper was on the ship that had put into Pobi. He had re fused MacKnight's offer of an advance of money, and he hadn't a penny but he was satisfied that he would not be refused passage in any case. He could wrork his way. A white man who knew his business was worth his weight in gold on a ship any time in- these parts. It was true he wasn't any too fit yet; but he was fit enough for that, fit enough a dull flush came into his face, and his eyes hardened fit enough to get to Singa pore somehow! He had not forgotten that ghastly afternoon in the reek of the pest ship, nor the Chinaman who had died in his arms whispering of Drink-House Sam of Singapore,! Forget! He had thought of nothing else all these weeks, raved of it in his delirium, so MacKnight had told him. There was one thing dominant in his life now Drink-House Sam of Singapore, the man who hnrt trsi c nn,u mysteriously to take his life, to stab at him treacherously, without warning out of the dark. Singapore ! Sin CD A K, YV 0.iS never out of his mind now. To at lu rce tne truth, the motive, the reason, the storv hohinH on . an ima from the human spider that lurked in his web, and then his fists clenched uctceiyana tnen setUe wUn the himself ! And that was whv h mnct Pobi before daybreak, before this steaner sailed. Twenty mites across the island before daybreak! (TO BE CONTINUED.) Men should be temperate In eatft as well as in drinking. GIRL CAPTIVE OF GYPSIES 3 YEARS Louise Mitchell Tells of Kidnap ing and Her Marriage to Chiefs Son. New York Kidnaped by gypsies when her family lived at Roanoke, Va., forced vto marry the "prince" of a gypsy band and to tell fortunes to all comers.during four years of wandering through the south, Louise Mitchell, 18 years old, has been reunited to her family through a chance meeting with an eldec sister in Newark, N. J. She is a younger daughter of Louis Mitchell, coppersmith, rvho lives in Richmond Hill, L. I. Her adventure became known when her father took her to the district at torney's office in Brooklyn to learn Married in Accordance With Some Weird Gypsy Ceremony. how they couid obtain redress. To Peter A. McCabe, assistant district at torney, he outlined her experience as he had learned it from her. Mr. Mitchell in 1915 lived at Roan oke, Va., with his wife, two daughters and son, when Louise disappeared. The family was frantic, but never gave up hope. Last week the elder daughter, visiting in Newark, spied her young sister on the street. She embraced her and took her home to Richmond Hill. Louise explained that she had been captured by a gypsy band headed by a man who called himself "Gregory John." Gregory fancied her as a wife for his son Joe, and in a few months they were married in accordance w;t?i some weird gypsy ceremony. Two years ago, the girl related, she bore the son a child, whom the gypsies still possess. From the time of her kidnaping the band' roved all over the South in a couple of automobiles, the girl related stopping here and there to gather in the shekels. They made her pose as a "queen," she said, and forced her to tell fortunes wherever they stopped. The band drifted north this summer, and was in the outskirts of Newark when she met her sister. The girl led her family to where it had been, but it was found that the gypsies took to their heels and fled when they dis covered that their "queen" had found her folks. Mr. McCabe referred the Mitchell family to the federal authorities in New Jersey. Victim's Coat Small, Highwaymen Take Shirt Akron. Alexander McKenna. 27 Glen wood avenue, reported to police that after three armed men had robbed him of $35 on Glenwood avenue, they forced him to take off a silk shirt and necktie, and only permitted him to retain his coat after they all had tried it on and found it to be too small. MAN'S EYESIGHT IS RESTORED Eyelids Are Grafted on by Taking Flesh Frm Patient's . eg. Bangor, Me. Forty-seven years without closing his eyes, then a period of total blindness, followed by com plete restoratior of sicht. This is theexperlence of John Ran dolph Watson of the town of Stand ish. Mr. Watson was a photographer in Indianola, and In 1856 an explosion of chemicals burned away his eyelids, although the sight was not affected. But with unprotected eyes he con tinued for nearly half a century, three years of the period being spent In Alaska, where the severity of the climate caused cataracts to form on both eyes, resulting la blindness. He went to Philadelphia, where he for merly lived for a time, and was at the Hahnemann Hospital, and by grafting flesh from h?s leg he got a new set of eyelids. The success of the operation is now assured. The cataracts were re moved and the sight has been restored. uh. mm GRACEFUL RIBBONS BRIGHTEN LINGERIE l:Xv::::r Already the showcases in ribbon de partments prophesy the coming of the holidays, for a lot of new and beau tiful articles for wear and for house hold use have made their appearance. Lingerie ribbons, hair bows, , shopping bags and many other kinds of bags, slippers and sashes are always in de mand, but they grow in importance with the approach, of the holidays, Since nothing is liked better for gifts. This year will see them more popular than ever because they are less extrav agantly priced than other gifts that have equal charm. All women like pretty furbelows and therefore they choose them as gifts for their friends. The pretty lingerie bows, garters, rosettes, clasps, sachet and powder bags and other bits of finery made of ribbons require time and painstaking care and these add more value to exquisite little gifts than can be. measured in dollars and cents. A few of the novelties which will figure in this year's holiday dis plays are shown in the picture aboye. At the center of the group there is a shower rosette made of narrow satin ribbon, usually in pink, but pretty in any light color. The rosette is made of many knotted loops varying in In the Assemblage of Girl's Coats 1 In the assemblage of coats for little girls certain kinds of cloth and certain styles are set aside for children from four years old upward to misses of seventeen. Warmth, protection aeainst rain and snow, and durability are the nrst consideration in girls' coats and all these things have been looked af ter in the models presented for this season. Prices have advanced as sharp ly on children coats as they have on shoes and Baby Bunting's father could hardly be more profitably employed than when he goes hunting for rabbit skins to wrap the baby up in. Rabbit skin coats, undisguised by any dye and not masquerading under any other name, make coats for small girls. Squirrel, opossum, muskrat are the furs to make collars in cloth coats for the younger children. For school wear there are heavy novelty cloths, plain on one side and plaid on the other, that are warm and good looking. Leather coats that cost less than cloth ones, will help solve the problem of warmth and durability without high price. Dark blue cloth coats lined with scarlet wool cloth are among the prettiest models that speaking comparatively are moder ately priced, but moderately priced toes not mean much in the realm of iengtn, with the short ones t ii ..Pn ter. These, with a few sh.i; ih(U are sewed together at the haso .,f loops. Eleven, pieces of ribbon. of unequal length, and each hav:n- a little bow at one end, are sewo. t- 1 back of the rosette, which is th-n u. tened to a medium-sized safety This rosette is to be used on a nWt dress or petticoat where it is pinned to place when wanted. Two pairs of garters are shown, each made of a plain satin ribbon slurrea to a flat elastic band. Each of the garters at the left is ornamented with a double bow of ribbon in which a rilw bon pansy is set and two buds. Th pansy is painted at the center. The garters at the opposite side are fimh ed with small clusters of ribbon flow ers. The group Includes little rosettes of ribbon with tiny ribbon or chiffon roses at the center, each fastened to a small safety pin. These are uved wherever needed, as on the shoulders instead of clasps. For Evening Gowns. Exquisitely rich, but In good taste, are evening dresses and dinner gowns of heavy metal brocades veiled ia colored chiffons. coats, either for youngsters, or grown people. Fur fabrics (or wool furs) make very handsome coats for children and prove as durable as any cloth; they are more lasting than furs and richer looking than the inexpensive pelts, There are several kinds of wool fu? suitable for children of various ages. Nearly all of them are plain, that h not jpade In Imitation of a fur, and the coat pictured here is a fine example of good style for a girl of ten yars or over. This is a straight-hanging coat, cut to flare somewhat. It has a wide felt that slips through a slash in the coat at each side and buttons with a large button and loop at the front. The wide shawl collar can be rolled up about the neck and face and there are small, triangular pock ets to hide the fingers in when the coldest weather nips them. These coats are lined with plain satin usual ly and while quite dressy enough for any sort of demand, they may be re lied upon for daily service and great resistance to wear.