SYNOPSIS.
CH \ PTER 1 T1 ' : opens with the
shipwreck of the steam, r on which Miss
Oenevieve Leslie, an American heiress.
1 -ord Winthrope, an Englishman, and Toni
Blake, a brusque American. w* re passen
gers. The three were tossed upon an un
inhabited Island and were the only ones
not drowned. Blake recovered from a
drunken stunor
CHAPTER II.—Blake, shunned on the
boat, because of his roughness, became
f» hero as preservers of the helpless pair.
The Englishman was suing for the hand
< f Miss Leslie. Blake started to swim
bark to the ship to recover what was
left.
CHAPTER ITT.—Blake returned safely.
Winthrope wasted his last match on a
cigarette, for which lie was scored by
Via h e Their first meal was a dead fish.
CHAPTER IV.—The trio started a ten
n ile hike for higher land. Thirst at
tacked them. Blake was compelled to
carry Miss Leslie on account of weari
ness He taunted Winthrope.
CHAPTER V.—They entered the jun- j
f* e. That night was passed roosting high
f* a tree
CHAPTER VI —The next morning they !
<h sconded to the open again. All three j
constructed hats to shield themselves
from the sun. They then feasted on
* ocoanuts, the only procurable food. Miss
1 eslie allowed a liking for Blake, but de
his rouehness
HAPTER VII.—I.eel by Blake th<£.,f|S»
1: blished 11 home In sonn t-lilts. Blake
found a fresh water sprint.
CITXPTER VIII.— Miss Leslie fared an
unpleasant situation. They planned their
< umnalirn.
■"HAPTER IX P.lake recovered bis
.urvevor's magnifying glass, thus lnsur- ,
1t g fire, lie started a jungle tire, killing
i, large leopard and smothering several
cubs.
CHATTER X.—In the leopard's cavern
f.ev built a small home. They gained
the' eliffs by burning the bottom of a
lire until It fell against the heights.
CHAPTER XT.—The trio secured eggs
i'om the eliffs. Miss Leslie's white skirt
v, as decided upon as a signal.
CHAPTER XII.—Miss I,eslie made a
■ ess from Ihe leopard skin. Blake's ef
tirts to kill antelopes failed
• 'HAPTER XIII.—Overhearing a con
tention between Blake and XVlnthrope.
.Miss t.eslie became frightened.
'HAPTER XIV—Blake was poisoned
Pv a fish. Jackals attacked the ramp
(i at night, but were driven off by Gene
, .ve. Blake returned, after nearly dy
1 ( a
’HAPTER XV.—Blake constructed an
4ii.’imal trap. It killed a hyena.
•HAPTER XVI — On a tour the trio dis
covered honey and oysters.
'HAPTER XVII.—Miss Leslie was at
ti . ked by a poisonous snake. Blake
I lied it and saved its poison to kill
game.
'HAPTER XVI1L—For the seeond time
v inthrope was attacked by fever. He
i, r <1 Blake disagreed.
'HAPTER XIX.—Blake made a strong
..1 for the private compartment of Miss
i elite's cave-home. A terrible storm
u.ged tliat niglit. Winthrope stole Into
• cr room, but slie managed to swing her
inr closed in time.
'HAPTER XX Winthrope, badly i
lo I't, died the following morning.
CHAPTER XXI.
Wreckage and Salvage.
-
—'V'm BL the wood in the cleft
/ ^ was sodden from the fierce
J.JHk downpour that, had accom
1 anted the cyclone; all the cleft hot
turn other than the bare ledges was
■ bed of mud; everything without the
t ee-cave bad been either blown away
or heaped with broken boughs and
n.ud-spattered rubbish. But the girl
fad far too much to think about to
Bel any concern over the mere dam
pe and destruction of things, it was
rather a relief to find something that
sailed for work.
Xot being able to find dry fuel she
gathered a quantity of the least sod
t • n of the twigs and branches and
- (tread them out on a ledge in the
ear sunshine. While her firewood
“as drying she scraped away tlie mud
• nd litter heaped upon Iter rude
hearth. She then began a search for
< st articles. When she dug out the
pottery ware she found her favorite
pot and one of the platters in
1 agments. The drying frames for the
n eat had been blown away, and so
t.ad the antelope and hyena skins.
Catching sight of a bit of white
i own among the bamboos, she went to
t, and was not a little surprised to
fee the tattered remnant of her duck
-tiirt. It had evidently been torn from
•ie signal staff by the first gust of the
yelone, whirled down into the cleft
t y some flaw or eddy in the wind, and
•added so tightly into the heart of the
•nick clump of stems that all the fury
< f the storm had failed to dislodge
r. Its recovery seemed to ihe girl a
tpecial providence; for of course they
r.ust keep up a signal on the cliff.
Having started her fire and set on a
< tew, she hunted out her sewing ma
terials from their crevice in Ihe cave
nd began mending the slits in the
' orn flag. While she worked she sat
mi a shaded ledge, her bare feet toast
ing in the sun, and her soggy, mud
•meared moccasins drying within
each. When Blake appeared, the
moccasins were still where she had
*‘.rst set them, but the little pink feet
■were safely tucked up beneath the
attered flag. Fortunately, the sight
f the white cloth prevented Blake
'rom noticing the moccasins.
“Hello!” lie exclaimed. “What’s
hat?—the flag? Say, that’s luck!
II break out a bamboo right off. Old
- taff’s carried clean away.”
“Mr. Blake—just a moment, please.
What have you done with—with it?”
Blake jerked his thumb upward.
“You have carried him up on the
lift?”
“Best place I could think of. Xo
animals—and I piled stones over—•
But, 1 say. look here.”
He drew out a piece of wadded
cloth, marked off into little squares
by crossing lines of stitches. One of
the squares near the edge had been
ripped open. Blake thurst in his fin
ger and worked out an emerald the
size of a large pea.
‘O-li-h!” cried Miss Leslie, as lie
Hel«l flie glittering gem out to iter in
ltis rough palm. .
He drew it back ami carefully thrust
it again into its pocket.
"That's one," lie said. "There’s an
other in every square of this innocent,
harmless rag—dozens of them. He
must have made a clean sweep of the
duke's—or. more like, the duchess’
jewels. Now. if you please, 1 want
you to sew this up tight again, and—"
"I cannot—l cannot touch it!” she
cried.
"Say. I didn't mean to— it was con
founded stupid of me.” mumbled
Blake. “Won't you excuse me?"
"Of course! It was only the—the
thought that—”
"No wonder. I always am a foot
when it comes to ladles. I’ll fix the
thing all right.”
Catching up the nearest small pot,
he crammed the quilted cloth down
within it, and tilled it to the brim with
sticky mud.
"There! Guess nobody's going to
run off with a jug of mud—and it
won’t hurt the stones till we get a
chance to look up the owner. He
won't he hard to find—English duke
minus a pint of first-class sparklers!
Will you mind its setting in the cave
after things are fixed up?”
"No; not as it is.”
He nodued soberly. All rignr,
then. Now I'll go for the new flag
staff You might set out breakfast."
She nodded in turn, and when be
came back from the bamboos with the
largest of the great canes on his
shoulder, bis breakfast was waiting
for him. She set it before him, and
turned to go again 1o her sewing.
“Hold on,” he said. “This won’t do.
You’ve got to eat your share.”
“i do not—T am not hungry.”
“That’s no matter. Here!”
He forced upon her a bowl of hot
broth, and she drank it because she
cottld not resist his rough kindness.
“Good! Now a piece of meat,” he
said.
Please, Mr1. Blake!” she protested.
“Yes, you must!”
She took a bite, and sought to eat;
but there was such a lump in her
throat that she could not swultew. The
rears gushed into her eyes, and she
began to weep.
Blake's close-set lips relaxed, and
he nodded.
“That’s it; let it run out. You’re
overwrought. There’s nothing like a
good cry to ease off a woman’s nerves
—and r-guess ladies aren't much dif
ferent from women when it comes to
such things.”
“But I—I want to get the flag mend
ed!” she sobbed.
“All right, all tight; plenty of
time!” he soothed. "I’m going to see
how things look down the cleft.”
He bolted the last of his meat, and
at once left her alone to cry herself
back lo calmness over the stitching of
the signal.
llis first concern was for the barri
cade, As lie had feared, he found that
it had been blown to pieces. The
greater part of the thorn branches
which he had gathered with so much
labor were scattered to tlie four cor
ners of the earth, lie stood staring
at the wreckage in glum silence; hut
he did not swear, as he would have
done the week before. Presently his
face cleared, and be began to whistle
in a plaintive minor key. He was
thinking of how site had looked when
she darted out of the tree at his call
—of her concern for him. When lie
was so angered at Winthrope, she bad
called him Tom'.
After a time lie started on, picking
liis way over the remnant of the bar
ricade, without a falter in his whis
tling. Tlie deluge of rain had poured
down the cleft in a torrent, tearing
away the root matted soil and laying
bare the ledges in the channel of the
spring rill. But aside from an occa
sional boggy hole, the water had
drained aw’ay.
At the foot, about the swollen pool,
was a wide stretch of rubbish and
mud. He worked his way around the
edge, and came out on the plain,
where the sandy soil was all the firm
er for its drenching. He swung away
at a lively clip. The air was fresh
and pure after the storm, and a slight
breeze tempered the sun rays.
He kept on along the cliff until lie
turned the point. It was not alto
gether advisable to bathe at this time
of day; hut he had been caught out by
the cyclone in a corner of the swamp,
across the river, where the soil was
of clay. Only his anxiety for Miss
LesJ'e had enabled him to fight his
way out of the all hut impassable
morass which the storm deluge had
made of the half-dry swamp. At
dawn he had reached the river, and
swam across, reckless of the croco
diles. The turbid water of the
stream had rid him of only part of his
j m- wiisu u* win v,* ..
as well as he conhl without soap, and
while thev were drying on the suit
scotched rocks, swam about in the
clear, tonic sea-water, quite as reck
less of the sharks as he had been of
the ugly crocodiles in the river.
For all this, he we.s back at the ]
baobab before Miss Leslie hud ,
stitched nit the lust .-lit in the torn
; flag.
-ihe looked tin tit him with a brave
*
attempt at a smile.
"I am afraid I’m not much of a
needle-woman," she sighed. "Look at
those stitches!"
"Don't fret. They'll hold all right.
[ and that's what we want," he rens
: surod her. "Clive it me, now. I’ve got
I to gel it up, and hurry back for a nap. j
Xo sleep last night I was out beyond I
the river, in tlte swamp—and to night
I'll have to go on watch. The barri
cade is down."
"Oh, that is too bad! Couldn't 1
take a turn on watch?"
Blake shook his head. "Xo; I'll
1 sleep to-day, and work rebuilding the |
barricade to-night. Toward morning j
! I might build up the tire, and take a
. nap-"
He caught tti> the Hag and its new
I staff, and swung away through the
| cleft.
1 He returned much sooner than Miss
Leslie expected, and at once began to
throw up a small lean-to of bamboos
over a ledge at tlte cliff foot, behind
the baobab The girl thought he was
i making himself a hut. in place of the
j canopy under which he had slept be
fore flu* storm, which, like Win
thrope’s, had been carried away. But
when he stopped work, he laconically
informed her that all site had to do to
complete her new house was to dry
some leaves.
• 'But I thought it was for yourself!”
site protested. 1 will sleep inside the
tree.”
“Doc Blake says no!" he rejoined—
"not till it's dried out.”
Site glanced at his fact, and replied,
without a moment's hesitancy: "Very
well. 1 will do what you think best.”
"That's good,” lie said, and went at
once to lie down for his much needed
sleep.
He awoke just soon enough before
dark to see the results of her hard
day's labor. All the provisions stored
in the tree had been brought out to
dry, and a great stack of fuel, ready
for burning, was piled up against the
baobab; while all about the tree tlte
rubbish had been neatly gathered to
gether in heaps. Blake looked Ills ad
“I Wish He Hadn't Rushed Off So Sud :
denly.”
miration for her industry. Hut then
his forehead wrinkled.
"You oughtn't to've done so much,”
he admonished.
“I’ll show you I can tote fair!" she
rejoined. During the afternoon she
had recalled to mind that odd expres
sion of a southern girl chum, and had
been waiting her opportunity to hau
ler him with it.
He stared at her open-eyed, and
laughed.
"Say. Miss .Jenny, you'd better look
out. You'll he speaking American,
first thing!"
Thereupon., they fell to chatting
like children out of school, each hap
py to be able to forget for the moment
that broken figure up on the cliff top
am) the haunting fear of what another
day might bring to them.
When they had eaten their meal,
both with keen appetites, Blake
sprang up. with a curt "Goodnight!''
and swung off down the cleft. The
girl looked after him with a lingering
smile.
"1 wish he hadn't rushed off so sud
denly.' she murmured. I was just
going to thank hjtn for—for every
thing’”
The color swept over iter face in a
deep blush, and she darted around to
her tiny hut as though some one
might have overheard iter whisper.
Yet. after all, she had said nothing;
or. at least, she had merely said
"everything."
CHAPTER XXII.
Understanding and Misunderstanding
the morning site found
WA lr* Blake scraping energetical-1
]y at the inner surfaces ot
a pair of raw hyena skins.
“So you’ve killed more game!” she
exclaimed.
‘Game? No; hyenas. I hated to
waste good poison on the brutes; hut!
J'.lll \J t | '14 ' i HUM I ».
"Was it not dangerous great beasts
like these""
Not even enough to make It inter
esting. I'd have hail some fun.
though, with that confounded Hon
when the moon came up if he hadn’t
sneaked off into the gnlss,"
"A lion?”
' Yes. Didn't you hear him? The
skulking brute prowled around for
hours before the moon rose, when it
was pitch dark. It was mighty lone
some, with him yowling down by the
pool. Half a chance and I'd given hint
something to yowl about. But it
wasn't any use firing off my arrows In
flic dark, and, as 1 said, be sneaked
off before—"
"Tom -Mr. Blake]—you must not
risk your life!"
"Don't you worry about me. I’ve
learned how to look out for Tom
Blake. And you can just bank on It
I’m going to look out for Miss Jenny
Leslie, too! But say, after breakfast,
suppose we take a run out on the eliff
for eggs?"
"I ibi not wish any today, (hank
you."
He waited a little, studying hef
down-bent face.
"Well," he muttered; "you don't
have to come. I know I oughtn't to
take a moment's time. I did quite a
bit last night; but if you think—"
She glanced up, puzzled. His moan
ing tin bed upon her, and she rose,
"t)b, not that! I will come," she
answered, and hastened to prepare
the morning meal. ^
When they came to the tree ladder
she found that the heap of stones
built up by Blake to facilitate the first
part of the ascent was now so high
that she could climb into the branches
without difficulty. She surmised that
Blake bad found it necessary to build
up the pile before lie could ascend
with bis burden.
They were at the foot of the heap,
when, with a sharp exclamation, Blake
sprang up Into the branches and
scrambled to the top iti hot baste.
Wondering what this might mean.
Miss Leslie followed as fast as she
could. When she reached the top she
saw him running across towards an
out jutting point on the north edge of
the cliff.
nilt? null muiini nm;i mm iui muin
Ilian half the distance before she per
ceived the vultures that were gath
ered in a solemn circle about a long
and narrow heap of stones on a ledge
down on the sloping brink of the cliff
While at the foot of the tree Blake
had seen one of the grewgome flock
descending to join (lie other, and,
fearful of what might he happening,
had rushed on ahead.
At his approach, the croaking watch
ers hopped awkwardly from the ledges
and soared away; only to wheel and
circle bark overhead. Miss l^slle
shrank down, shuddering. Blake came
hack near her, and began to gather
up the pieces of loose rock which
were strewn about beneath the
ledges on that part of the cliff.
‘1 know 1 piled tip enough," he ex
plained, in response to her look. "All
the same, a few more will do no
harm."
"Then you ate sure those awful
birds have not—”
"Yes, I'm sure.”
He carried an armful of roeks to
hi\ ou the mound. When lie began
to gather more she followed his ex
ample They worked in silence, idling
(lie rough siuhes g*-ull> one upon au
oth'-r, until the cairn ltad grown to
twice its former si/,.*. The air on the
open cliff top was fresher than in the
cleft, and Miss Leslie gave little heed
to the absence of shade. She would
have worked on under tin* burning sun
without thought of consequences.
But. Blake I new Hu* need of modera
tion.
"There; that 11 do, he said lie
may have been—-all lie was; but we’ve
no more Ilian done our duty. Now,
we'll stroll out on the point."
‘ I should prefer to return."
“So doubt. Hut it's time you
learned how to go nesting. What, if
you should he left alone here? Be
sides, it looks to me like the signal is
tearing loose."
Hite accompanied him out along the
cliff crest until they stood in tlie midst
of the bird colony, half deafened by
their harsh clamor. She had never
ventured into their concourse when
alone. Even now she cried out, and
would have retreated before the charp
bills and beating wings had not Blake
walked ahead and kicked the squawk
ing birds out of the path. Having
made certain that the big white ting
was still secure on its staff lie led the
way along the seaward brink of the
cliff, pointing out the different kinds
of seafowl and shouting information
about such of their habits and quali
ties as were of concern to hungry cast
aways.
He concluded the lesson by descend
ing a dizzy flight of ledges to rob the
nest of a frigate bird. It was a fool
hardy feat at best, and doubly so in
view of the thousands of eggs lying
all around in tlie hollows of the cliff
top. But from these Blake hud re
cently culled out all the fresh settings
of the frigate birds and none of the
other eggs equaled them in delicacy
of flavor.
"How's that?" he demauded, as he
drew himself up over the edge of the
cliff aud handed the big chalky-white
egg into her keeping.
"1 would rather go without than
see you take such risks,” she replied,
coldly.
"You would, eh?” he cried, quite
misunderstanding her, and angered by
what seemed to him a gratuitous re
buff. "Well, I'd rather you’d say
nothing titan speak in that tone. If
you don't want the egg heave it over.”
Enable to conceive any cause for
his sudden aimer, she was alarmed
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: A LOT of LOAFERS
w These mn\ be found in almost every community. They are men
* who seem to have time for everything but earning a living. They
are not producers and add nothing to tlie value of property. As they
never have any business with a hank they do not interest us. There
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are they of the slightest benefit to the community. Thei't are
* enough of these loafers in this community to run a hank if put to
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li and il alt his hens stopped laying eggs and the cows refilled to give
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