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"MY LASSIEl"
Synopsis. Jane Harding, respect
able and conservaUve old maid
but never too old to think of mar
rlage with more money than
minded spinster, Miss HlEglesby
Browne, Into financing an expedi
tion to hunt for burled treasure on
Leeward Uland. Her niece, Vlr
Klnla Harding, undertaking to stop
her, gets on the vessel and Is un
willingly carried along. By no
means concealing her distaste for
the expedition and her contempt
for Its members, Virginia makes
the acquaintance of tho Honorable
Cuthbert Vane. Talking with
Dugald Shaw, leader of the expedi
tion, Virginia very frankly ex
presses her views, practically ac
cusing Shaw and the otlier mem
bers of the party, Including a
somewhat uncertain personage
Captain Magnus, and a shady
"nnancler," Hamilton H. Tubbs, of
being In a conspiracy to defraud
Jane Harding. Landing on the
Island Is a matter of some difficul
ty, Virginia being carried ashore
In the arms of Cuthbert Vane. Tho
party gets settled. Miss Browne
tells about tho treasure. Virginia
declares herself out of It. The
dead sailor's map Is produced. Vir
ginia finds a mysterious dog, Cru
soe. Virginia visits tho wreck of
the Island Queen. The dog saves
Virginia from advances by Cap
tain Magnus.
CHAPTER VIII.
10
"Lassie, Lasslo . .
Two or three dnys later occurred a
painful episode. The small unsuspect
ed germ of It had lain ambushed in
a discourse of Mr. Shaw's, delivered
shortly after our arrival on the Island,
on the multifarious uses of the cocoa
palm. He told how the Juice from tho
unexpnnded flower-spathes Is drawn
off to form a potent toddy, so that
where every prospect pleases man may
still bo Tile. Cookie, experimentally
disposed, set to work. Mr. Vane, also
experimentally, sampled the results of
Cookie's efforts. The liquor had mere
ly been nllowed to ferinent, whereas
a complicated process Is necessary for
the manufacture of tho true arrack
but enough had been achieved to bring
about dire consequences for Cuthbert
Vane, who had found the liquid cool
and refreshing, and was skeptical
about Its potency.
Aunt Jane took the matter very
hard, and rebuked the rlbnld mirth of
Mr. Tubbs. He had to shed tears over
a devastating poem called "The
Drunkard's Home," before she would
forgive him. Cookie made his peace
by engaging to vote the prohibition
ticket nt the next election.
Mr. Shaw was disturbed over Cuth
bert, who was not at all bad, only
queer and sleepy, and had to be led
awav to slumber In retirement. Also,
It was exceptionally low tide and
Mr. Shaw had counted on tnklng ad
vnntatre of It to work In the cave
Now Cuthbert was laid up
"You and I will have to mannge by
ourselves, Magnus."
"Nothing doing boat got to be
patched up go out there without It
and get caught I" growled the captnln
"Well, lend a hand, then. We can
be ready with the boat Inside an hour.'
The captain hesltnted queerly. HI
wandering eyes seemed to be search
Ing In every qunrter for something
they did not find. At last he mum
bled that he thought ho felt a touch
of the sun, and had decided to lay
off for the afternoon and make his way
across the Island. He said he wanted
to shoot water-fowl and that they had
all been frightened awny from th
cove, but that with the glass he had
seen them from Lookout thickly about
the other bay.
"Very well," said tho Scotchman
coldly. "I suppose you must suit your
self. I enn get the boat in shape with
out help, I dare say." I saw him pres
ently looking In an nnnoyed nnd puz
zled fashion after tho vanishing llgure
of the sailor.
Mr. Tubbs and the umbrellas soon
disappeared Into the woods. I believe
the search for BUI Halllwell's tomb
stone was no longer very actively pur
sued, and that he and Aunt Jane and
Vkdet spent their time ensconced In a
mug Utile nook with hammocks nnd
cushions. I more than suspected Mr.
Tubbs of feeling that such a bird In
Out hand as Aunt Jane was worth many
doubloons In the bush, nut In spite
rt! unenslness about the future, for the
p-rsent I rested secure In the certnlnty
that they could not elope from the
Irlund, and that there was no one on
It with authority to metamorphose
Atuit Jane Into Mrs. Hamilton II.
Tubbs.
The waters of the cove had receded
until a fringe of rocks under the high
'And of the point, usually covered, had
b.n left hare. I had watched the
emergenco of their blnck Jagged sur
faces for some time before it occurred
t mo that they offered n menns of,
ccess to the cave. The cave place
it fascination and mystery I Here
THE BOBBS-MERRILU COMPANY
was the opportunity of all others to
explore It, unhampered by any one,
ust Crusoe and I alone, In the fash
Ion that left me freest to Indulge my
dreams.
I wntted until the Scotchman's back
was safely turned, because If he saw
me setting forth on this excursion ho
wns quite certain to commund me to
return, and I had no Intention of sub-
mlttlnir to his dictatorial vuys and
yet wns not quite sure how I was suc
cessfully to defy him.
Tho retreating tide bnd left deep
pools behind, each a little cosmos of
rairy seaweeus anu tiny scuming
crnbs and ricn ami wonuenui iorms ui i
life which were strange to me. Cru
soe and I were very much Interested,
and lingered a good deal on the way,
But at last wo reached the great urch'
way, and passed with a suddenness
which wns like ft plunge Into cool
water from the hot glare of the tropic
sunshine Into the green shadow of the
cavern.
At the lower end, between two
arches, n black, water-worn rock pav
ing rang under one's feet. Further
In under the point the floor of tho
cave was covered with white sand
All the grent shndowy place wus mur
muring like a vast sea-shell
I wished I could visit the place in
dnrkness. It would be thrice us mys
terlous, filled with Its hollow whls
perlng echoes, as In the day. From
the -ledge far above my head led off
those narrow, teasing crevices in which
the three explorers did their unre
warded burrowing. I could see tho
Ktrnnds of n rnno ladder lvlnc colled
at the edge of the shelf, where It was
. .. .... i
rpp irni nv sin fps. j hi men uriiL-uuu i
down th inddpr with n boat-hook when
they wanted to ascend. I looked nbout
with a hope that perhaps they had left
the boat-hook somewhere,
I found no boat-hook, but Instead a
spade, which had been driven deep Into
the sand nnd left, too tlrmly Imbedded
for the tide1 to bear away. At once a
linrnlntr horm thnt I. nlone nnd uims-
slsted, might bring to light the treas-
uro of the Bonny Lass seethed In my
veins. I Jerked the spado loose and
f(lu tf
t n .iLmvon..) tho rnt truth thnt
-it i J t i.-in.
Ing and nbsorblng occupation known
to man. Time ceased to be, and the
weight of the damp and close-packed
sand seemed thnt of feathers. This
temporary state of exaltation passed,
to he sure, and the sand got very
heavy, and my back ached, but still I
dug. Crusoe began to fuss about and
bnrk. Ho came and tugged at my
skirt, uttering an uneasy whine.
"Be quiet, Crusoe I" I commanded,
threatening him with my sonde. The
madness of the treasure-lust possessed
me. I was panting now, and my
hands began to feel like bnsebull mitts,
A Shriek Echoed Through tho Cave.
but still I dug. Crusoe had ceused to
Importune mo; vaguely I was aware
that he had got tired and run off. I
tolled on, pausing now nnd then for
breath, I was leaning on my spade,
rather dejectedly considering the mod'
est excavation I had achieved, when
I felt n little cool splash at my feet.
Dropping my spade I whirled around
anu a snnek ccnoeu through the
cave as I saw pouring Into It tho dnrk
fnsldlous torrent of the returning
tide.
How hud I forgotten It, thnt deadly
thing, muttering to Itself out there,
ready to spring back like an unleashed
beast? Crusoe had warned me and
then he had forsaken me, and I wus
alone.
Anil yet nt first, wild us ray tcr-
ror wns, I had no thought but that
somehow I could escape. That these
waters wcro for me the very face of
death, sure and relentless, terrible and
slow, did not at once seize hold upon
my heart.
frantically I sprang for the entrance
on the cove. The floor of the cave was
sloping and the water deepened swift
ly us 1 advanced. Soon I wns flounder
ing to my knees, and on the Instant u
great wave rushed tu, drenching me to
the waist, dazing me with its spray
and uproar, and driving mo buck to
the far end of the cave.
WlUi u dreadful hollow sucking
sound the surge retreated. I stag
gered toward tho nrchwny that was
my only door to life. The water was
deeper now, and swiftly came anoth
er tierce Inrush of the sen that drove
me back.
I lied to the far end of the cave, but
the sea pursued me. Swiftly the wa
ter climbed It flung me ugalnst the
wall, then drugged me buck. I
clutched nt the naked rock with bleed
ing fingers,
Again, after a paroxysm during
which I hud seemed to stand a great
way off and listen to my own shrieks,
there came to me a moment of calm.
I knew that my one tenuous thread
of hope lay In launching myself into
that wild flood that was tearing
through the cove. I was not a strong
swimmer, but n buoyant one. I might
find refuge on some half-submerged
rock on the shores of the cove at
least I should perish In the open, In
tne 8UnnKnt) not trapped like a des
perate rut. And 1 begun to fight my
way townr(i tne opening.
And then n dreadful vision flushed
across my mind, weighted down my
feet like lead, choked back even tlie
cry from my frozen Hps. Sharks 1
The blnck cutting tin, the livid belly,
the dreudful Jaws opening no, no,
better to die here, better the clean
embrace of the waters If indeed the
sharks did not come Into the cave.
And then I think I went quite mad.
J remember trying to climb up to tho
ledge which hung beetling fifteen feet
above. Afterward my poor hands
showed how desperately. And I re
member that once I slipped nnd went
clear under, and how I choked and
strangled In the salt water. For my
mouth was always open, screaming,
screaming continually.
And when I saw the boat fighting Its
way Inch by Inch Into the cave I was
sure that It was a vision, and that
I . . X. t -
y own wjiu uesuecnmg m mm
to save me had made the face pr uu.
Said Shaw arlso before my dying eyes.
r&iicriilrl Hlinw inn still tnnnillnir thn
v... .......
"at n tne snore or me cove, anu
this was a mocking pnnntom.
Only the warm human clasp of the
arms that drew me into tne ooat
made me believe In him.
The boat bobbed quietly In the eddy
at the far end of the cave, while a wet,
RODinng, cnoiung neap ciung to uu-
snld Shaw. I clasped him about the
feck and would not let him go, for
for that I should find myself alone
analn, perishing In the dark water. My
head was on his breast, and he was
pressing bock my wet hair with strong
and tender hands
What was this ho was saying? "My
lassie, ray little, little lassie 1"
And no less Incredible than this It
was to feel his cheek pressed, very
gently, against my hair
After a little my self-control came
back to me. I stopped my senseless
childish crying, lifted my head and
tried to speak. I could only whisper,
"You came, you camel"
"Of course I camel" he said husk
ily. "There, don't tremble so you are
safe safe In my arms I"
After a while he lifted me Into tho
stern nnd began to maneuver the boat
out of the cave. I suppose at another
time I should have realized the peril
of It. The fierce flow through tho
archway all but swamped us, tho cr-
rent threatened to hurl us against the
rocks, but I felt no fenr. He had
come to save me, and he would. All
at once the dreadful shadow of the
cavern was left behind, and the sun
shine immersed my chilled body like
a draught of wine. I lay huddled In
tho stern, my cheek upon my hnnd,
as he rowed swiftly across the cove and
drove tho boat upon the beach.
Everybody but Cuptuln Magnus was
assembled there, Including Crusoe.
Crusoe It was who hod given warning
of my dunger. Like a wise little dog,
when I Ignored his udmonltlons he had
run home. At first his uneasiness and
troubled barking had got no notice,
Once or twice tho Scotchman, worried
by his fretfulness, had ordered him
away. Then ncross his preoccupied
mind there flashed a doubt. He laid
down his tools nnd spoke to tho ani
mal. Instantly Crusoe dushed for the
rocks, barking and crying with eager
ness. Then Mr. Shaw understood. He
snntched the painter of the boat and
dragged It down the beach. He wus
shoving off as Cookie, roused by
Crusoe's burking, appeared from the
seclusion of his afternoon slestu. To
him were borne the Scotchman's part
ing words:
"Virginia Harding In the cave
hot blankets may be drowning "
"And at dat," said Cookie, relating
his part In the near tragedy with unc
tlon, "I Jes' natchully plumped right
,i0Wn on mah bones and wrestled with
j0 Lawd In prnyah."
Virginia! finds a diary on the
Island Queen,
(TO I3K CONTINUED.)
Moro Than Ever Then.
Bewaro of the man who knows It
nil, especially If It hnppens to he your
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"Mn, doesn't tho Lord care for good
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"Of course, Willie."
"Then It's funny. Ho hnrdly ever
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His Talent.
North How enme Brown to he play
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West He's n good runner l
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Safety First.
"We pedestrians should stand up
for our rights," "said tho choleric old
gentlcmnn.
"I quite agree with you," snld a
meek little man, "but If wo arc go
ing to do anything of that sort I sug.
gest that wo make our demonstration
from tho sidewalk."
It Was a Fine Stream.
A New Hampshire man hnd his
estate up for sale nnd u prospective
purchaser had been looking over It
"I find everything Just lis you udver
tlsed, he reported ; "Thnt Is, nil except
tho line stream you mentioned."
"It runs through the piece of woods
nt the end of the mendow," tho owner
explained.
"What! thnt little brook? Why. It
doesn't hold much more than a spoon
ful. You don't call thnt a fine streum,
do you?"
"Well, If It was much liner you
couldn't see It nt nil," snld tho owner
blandly. Boston Transcript.
Uses Carbon Copy for Love Letters,
"I'm through with Glorlu for the rest
of my life," snld Chnrlle lis he seated
himself In u comfortable chair nt the
club.
"Whnt's tho trouble?" asked Jack.
"Hasn't sho written to you lately?"
"Yes, I Just received u long letter
from her," answered Charlie with n
long fnce.
"Wasn't It ns endearing ns usunl?"
asked Jack with a twinkle In his eye.
"Yes, Just us much as ever," re
plied Chnrlle.
"Then, for Pete's snke, what Is the
trouble?" Inquired Juck Impatiently.
"The letter,"'numblod Chnrlle, "wns
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What Kind of a Day
Do You Wish Yourself?
Suppose you could make a wish at the
breakfast table and finally have the wish come
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There is a charm of flavor nnd crispness
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And Grape-Nuts, with cream or milk (fresh
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THE SCHOOL HERO CHANGES
No Longer Docs the Freshman Wir
Football Games Slnglo Handed
Style Improved.
There hns been a notlceublo slump
In the demand by hoys nt libraries'
for the school story, with the hero
who nlwuys won the big footbull gnma
nnd who knocked tho home run with
three on Imses when, ns u substitute
player, he brought the baseball hon
ors to Tushtushvllle prep school!.
Boys who hnvo tried to go out nnif
win footbull guinea slnglo hnnded nnd
who have sought an opportunity to
niuke home runs nt crucial moments'
In school baseball series, have found1
out whnt rot hns been hnnded then
In fiction. They know that hoys sim
ply don't do t such things not as
"frosh," nnywny.
Tho school hero still malntnlns, but
he Is traveling nt n slower pnee.
Proxy does not kowtow to the gifted
youth as suddenly ns In the heyday
of such fiction. Librarians say that
tho big Improvement In school Action
bus come through saner plots nnd
more careful work In characteriza
tion. Tho author must really show
his own Interest In u school character
If he Is going to get the hero "over."
Arthur Chapninn In the New YorU
Tribune.
Prompt Punishment.
There wns u great stampede for the
omnibus. A man wns pushed off tho
step uifd ho nnd his son fulled to se
cure plnces.
"Did God see tho mnn thnt pushed
us olT?" asked the llttlo boy. '
"Of courso ho did."
"And will ho punish him?"
"Ho hns punished him, sonny."
"Already, father?"
"Yes, I've got his watch." London.
Tlt-Blts.
If a man knows n grent deal, ho la'
bound to tell it, either vocally or wltbu
the pen. ,
P. S. i'he
wnmnn'H b'tter.
business end , of ir