THE ISEK: OMAHA. SUNDAY. FEBRUARY 12. 1922.
By Henry C. Rowland '
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TENTH rNSTALLM UNT.
Another Mntertous Itoai.
DKAR! " crlod Nanojr at Matfa
vJlfd threat of rcnevtd battla
with Sam Eprag-ua. "Haven't wt
ba4 alrlf enough 7"
"I shouldn't any you evar could hava
ttat," aald Matt " Tour talent aa a troubla
makr Is only equaled by your capacity for
Inault" lie roue to his fwt and atartwl rlth
truculent air toward whero Sam and Sylrla
wera LU1 eacbanglnu mutual expressions of
steem.
But this belligerent mood met with no
hostile demonstration whatever. At sight of
Matt, Sam loosed his hold of Sylvia and ad
vanced with a scarred but radiant face, eyes
blinking from emotion and ammonia and his
big hand outstretched.
"Say. buddy," said be. "hfs call It a
day's work. Tou win. I'm your prisoner.
Give me your hand. I'm sorry I blew up."
lie blinked at Watt's reddened eyes. "By
rum. you got your dose, too."
There was not that In Matt'a mature to
reject this glad peace overture. It was evi
dent that Sam af that moment would not
have fought with a harbor pollcembn. His
square face glowed with a sort of svrlmmlng
rapture and his breath was coming In great
gasps.
" Well, Sam," said Matt, taking the out
stretched hand, " I'm glad on the whole that
It's broken your way. No doubt I was a lit
tle hasty In my findings, but we've alA been
pretty well wrought up over this."
" I know it," Sam admitted contritely.-. " I
must have been absolutely off my bear frigs.
But It's all right now!"
Matt then offered his felicitations to Syl
via, who accepted them In a happy If em
barrassed manner. ' ,
Hat gray eyes then passed thoughtfully
between Matt and Nancy. "Whatever
brought you two out here to look for us?"
the asked.
" It's a long story," said Matt, " and not
entirely a pleasant one. Nancy and I have
been more rivals than colleagues in this
business."
" Rubbish!" said Nancy, who, true to her
usual technique of not missing anything
that happened to be said or done, had Joined
the group. "I thought you might be out
here somewhere and told Mr. Holmes, and
he tried to slip out here and get ahead of
me." She looked at Matt. "Since you've
managed to thrash around and burn the
cabin down, let'a all go back to our cave,
where we can be partly out of the wind and
rain. It's a sort of penthouse in the rocks
under the bank. When Is your boat coming,
Sam?"
Sam looked Intensely uncomfortable.
"Well, to tell the truth," said he, "I told
Jim not to come back untU tomorrow eve
alng." Matt whistled softly, "What cheer, la
dles?" he asked.
Nancy wrinkled up her little nose. " Poor
eheer, buddies," said she, and looked very
serious. "It's going to rain all night and
we've got no shelter but a sort of caved out
place in the bank, and not a blessed thing
to eat and I'm nearly starved."
" We've got lota to eat," said Matt. " While
you were trying to put out a blazing house
with household ammonia I rescued my' blan
ket roll and the sack of grub. There's no
trouble about the eats, and unless I'm wrong
there's no end of drinks not very far from
here, if we could only manage to connect
with it"
" What's that?" asked Sam, with a look of
burning interest
" Let's Bet out of this," said Matt " and 111
tell you about it Nothing doing now be
cause the tide's too high. Let's go."
. He shouldered the provision sack, while
Bam picked up the blanket roll, of which
Matt had not found need to avail himself,
the cot having been well supplied with bed
ding. Then, as an afterthought Matt walked
ver and picked up the extinguisher.
. " What's the good of that?" asked Nancy.
" I've pumped it dry."
" As an old campaigner," said Matt, " I
provided against such an emergency. There
are two spare bottles of ammonia in the
blanket roll."
Sam looked mystified, and Matt being now
in a yielding mood, explained briefly the
qualities of his weapon.
Sam laughed and rubbed his eyes. " Well,
I guess I got you wrong. Matt" said Le. .
" While not intended as an offensive or
defensive arm," said Matt "it serves ex
cellently well for such a purpose, as we can
both honestly testify. Think how it would
discourage a burglar. Any child or woman
could use it in case of tyranny, on nurse or
husband, but" he glanced at Nancy, " there
should be a little preliminary practice on a
dummy. Tou really ought to equip your
shipyard with them, Sam. Festoon the cor
ners of your buildings. This was not a fair
test on the rhanty, because the contents had
been adulterated. Now, let's get out of
this."
With Matt as guide, they proceeded to the
(tony penthouse where he and Nancy had
bivouacked. Matt unstrapped his blanket
roll, while Sam quickly kindled a Are, when
the place Immediately assumed all the
aspects of a camp of castaways. Matt'a sack
disgorged an array of delicacies at which
Nancy looked with astonishment
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delicatessen bill when I get back," said she.
"You must have planned to spend about a
month out here. But I suppose that you
would probably have changed your mind at
the end of twenty-four hours."
"It was my idea," said Matt "that it I
ran on anything suspicious which would
seem to Indicate a probability of the boot
leggers returning, the only thing for me to
do would be to squat right down beside it
and wait Everything comes to him who .
waits, but as it has turned out, there was
rather more coming to me than I had alto
gether counted on. Besides, I have always
been an advocate of Puddinhead Wilson's
theory: 'If you see a chicken that ain't
roostin comfortable, take it, 'cause if yoa
don't want it yourself you can always find .
somebody that does, and a good deed ain't
never forgot"'
"I must say," said Nancy, "that you do
yoirself pretty well. Pork and beans, and
. sardines and caviar, and boned chicken and
ripe) olives, and pate de fole gras and Edam
chedse, and gherkins "
"The salt air always gives one an appe
tite, said Matt apologetically, " and a good
campaigner always figures out how much
he Is apt to need and then, takes twice that
amount Besides, I thought it might come
on to Blow or something."
With ya little fire burning cheerfully and a
pot of ojam broth steaming on the edge of
the coals(Sam and Matt having dug out the
clams about twenty feet farther down the
beach), the situation promised such improve
ment than, despite the adverse conditions of
weather, 4 Journalist reporting the event
might hiavb written with perfect truth, "a
good time was had by all."
But the restless member of the coterie,
whose nameV was Nancy, was by no means
satisfied wltlt the validity of their title guar-"
antee to content
" This whole) business is going to be pretty
hard to explain." said she reflectively.
"All the mone reason for cutting out the
explanation," s;iid Matt " After all, reputa
tion is a word, rot an actual fact."
" I thought it Was about time for another
slur," said Nancy " But it seems to me that
our position is ralther dubious. Matt and I
have established Our case before the family,
and Mr. Gates anfi Donovan, and Todd the
constable. They alt know that we have been
following tip these clues together."
" Besides," said Matt in support, " we're
relations. It's a family affair."
"Quite so," mimicked Nancy. "But as
things have developed it's all right for us.
and it would be all ripht for Sylvia' if she
were to appear to havebeen rescued and we
were to carry back Sam in irons or some-'
thing and hand him ovet to Justice. But for
Sylvia and Sam to go back and announce
that they had come to art understanding and
were going to be married would look
well "
" Fishy," said Matt ',
"Well, then," said Saml gloomily, "you
can go ahead and carry me back in Iron
and hand me over to Justice. I don't car a
what happens now." '
"No more do I," cried Sylyla, "and Sam
ia certainly not going to be carried in irons
and handed over to Justice." t
"Tou wouldn't have to presa the ease
against him," said Matt then looked at Bam.
" How did you manage it anyAow?"
" Well," said Sam, " I had thi boat which
was due to be delivered in Bar Harbor bo
fore the end of the month. My brother and
I started to take her down there, and then I
decided to have a final word with Sylvia if I
could manage it Mr. Gates and I bad a row
about Sylvia last month. He'd gfct it into
his head that this Grlscom dude would make
her a better husband, and he told ma to sheer
off. So I ran In there after dark with the
idea of having it out with the old man and
Sylvia, too, if it could be done. Then, Just aa
luck would have it we came on her paddling
around in her canoe, and I balled her and
asked her to come aboard for a few min
utes' talk, and she came. I guess we both
lost our tempers, and the upshot of it was I
made up my mind to carry her off."
" Theit If you obeyed that impulse," said
Nancy, " bow did the cabin happen to be all
put in order?"
" That had nothing to do with my kidnap
ing Sylvia," said Sam. "I hadn't the least
idea that the cabin had been fixed up. Some-
body must have had that done with the idea
of coming out here to camp. I carried Sylvia
out to sea, hoping that I might be able to
make her see reason and agree to marry me.
But she swore from the first that she waa
going to marry Griscom, and I swore she
wasn't So when it looked as if it might
take some time to persuade her, I had Jim
land us here, and sent him in to the yard
with the boat to take on stores and fuel for a
long voyage, and send a note to John Gates
to tell him she was safe." -
"How safe?" Nancy asked.
" Safe with me," said Sam doggedly. " He
could take that any way he wanted to."
" Sounds like a wide order," said Matt.
"Where did you propose to go?"
"Hadn't quite made up my mind," Sam
answered. " Jusf cruise down to the east
ward. I decided that if in ten days' time she
couldn't be made to see things as I wanted
her to, I'd bring her back and face the
music." He leaned forward with a strained
look in his face. " I'd felt for a long time
that if I couldn't have Sylvia I didn't care
much what happened."
" Pretty rough on Sylvia, wasn't it?" Matt
asked.
" Tes," said Sam, " but aa I figured it out
there was no man living that could ever love
Sylvia as much as I did, or make her a better
husband," he looked at them defiantly. " The
proof of it was that I was willing to go to
Jail for the rest of my life if I missed out
I knew that Sylvia had cared for me ever
since she was a little girl, and would have
kept on caring if her father hadn't made a
pot of money and got set up about it and
Sylvia got her head turned by this Griscom
fellow. I banked everything on being able
to persuade her that I was right It wasn't
as if I'd had nothing to offer her. My yard
Is a big growing concern, and she'd never
have lacked for anything that Grlscom could
have given her. He's got no edge on me un
less it's in never having had to work for his
living. My people have lived on this land
and done their part to make the country
what it la ever since the first of them came
ashore about two hundred and fifty years
ago."
Matt looked at him with an admiration
which he made no attempt to conceal. Here,
apparently, was the same spirit that had
faced indomitably the carving of a foothold
on a rugged and inhospitable shore, and,
once planted there, successfully defied all ef
forts of nature and politics and tyrannical
laws to dislodge it but had grown and bur
geoned and gripped wider and deeper into
the soil with the ratiocination of some rug
ged and tenacious yet fruitful growth of
which the yield gave back a generous tithe
over what it withdrew.
But it waa a plant amply provided with
thorns and some of these had now resisted
the invasion of its rights, and the result of
this might easily have proven its destruction.
Sam had counted on this, however, and was
prepared to face it There was to Matt some
thing admirable about this attivide, and to
Judge from Sylvia's expression as her eyes
rested on her stalwart uncompromising
suitor, the same vision bad been vouchsafed
to her.
But Nancy, who not long before bad voiced
this very idea to Matt, and expressed, a par
tisanship which bad seemed .to blm unwar
ranted, swung now to the opposite point of
view. '
" That's all very well for you, Sam," said
she, " but if you'd loved Sylvia as much as
you claim, you would have considered her
welfare first, and you couldn't have helped
but see that, while things might have gone
pretty bad for you in case of failure, it
might have been Just as hard for her in a
different way."
" I thought of that Miss Upton," Sam an
swered, " but I didn't count on failure." And
he added with a sort of boyish frankness,
" that's a word that I've never admitted as
applying to me until about an hour ago."
" Well," said Matt " all I can say is you're
a mtghtly lucky chap. Good old extln guisher! "
Nancy looked at him with that peculiar
curling of the lip that Matt had now learned
to regard as a sort of temperamental barom
eter. " There you go Jumping at conclusions,"
said she. " It's all very well to tell Sam that
he's in luck, but where does that get Sylvia?
What are people going to say when they
learn that Sam carried her off by force, and
at the end of three days brought her back in
love with him? "
This query proved a facer. It was plain
enough even to the impetuous Sam what
" folks would say." The problems presented
by Nancy baffled even Matt's ingenious mind.
He was quick to appreciate-that while in
fiction such an episode might be glossed or
smoothed in some manner by a clever deceit
or other tricky invention, yet in real life the
truth had an unfortunate habit of invariably
leaking out Nancy appeared to have seized
upon the only possible solution, which was
to bring Sam in a prisoner. But there were
many serious objections to such procedure
as, even if no legal action were to be taken
against him, the damage to his and Sylvlais
future position must nevertheless be very
great.
For a few moments they pondered this
question, then Matt said suddenly;
" Look here! Why not stick it on the boot
leggers after all? "
' " How stick it on the bootleggers? " asked
Nancy.
" Easy enough," said Matt " So far every
body thinks that Sylvia butted in on their
operations and they grabbed her. Well, all
we've got to do Is to tell about our excursion
night before last and that we picked up a
clew and came out here, and found her in
the cabin, where they'd marooned her with
supplies enough to last until she might be
able to signal some passing boat' Then Sam
learned about her disappearance and was on
his way back to Join the search and got here
about the same time we did. That part of
it's true anyhow," he included proudly.
Nancy looked at him, with less than her
usual scorn. "There are moments," said
she, " when a fiction writer is rather handy
to have about"
" Strikes me," said Sam, " that it's a good
sound lie."
"What if the bootlegger should be
caught? " Sylvia asked. " I might be called
to testify against them."
"No danger," said Matt "Besides, all
you'd have to do would be to say they weren't
the ones. About half the population Is boot
legging these days."
The dreary rain continued, yet ft waa a
cheerful little foursome which faced the pros
pect of a night's very rough camp in the
semi-cave. Matt and Sam made several trips
to the ruins of the cabin in quest of its
charred fragments.
" A man that's been up against the extin
guisher could follow this trail in the dark
now," said Matt as they were lugging down
their last load In the gathering gloom of the
close of a perfectly hard working day. " I
must have done about twenty miles of route
marching since I landed on this Island of
Unrest last night For a while I thought
that my greatest ennui was going to be the
tedium of loneliness in an abomination of
desolation, which goes to prove" that you
never can tell. It's actually turned out to be
the liveliest place I've struck since I got
back from the war a couple of years ago."
"Hold onl Mat," said Sam, and stopped
short in his tracks. "Maybe it isn't over
yet"
Matt fetched up willingly enough, for his
load was heavy and he was tired. Then from
the direction of the cove came the muffled
but staccato report of that sort of big heavy
but dependable one cylinder make and break
motor which the smaller fishing craft of all
that part of the coast find best and surest
for their arduous, dangerous, and poorly paid
service in supplying society with the food
stuff least appreciated and than which there
is none of greater value which is fish.
"Now here, Sam," said Matt "is where,
after great trial and tribulation, I may
finally manage to score. That must be the
bootleggers coming back after their stuff.
Let's drop this cordwood and beat it down to
camp and douse the fire. Follow me, old
scout I'm a licensed guide for this pop
ular resort It's a wearing billet, but it's
going to have its compensations."
"On our way, brothers," said Sam, and
flung down his load.
Again history repeated itself. Matt by
this time thoroughly Informed as to the
topography of the region, took the same
trail which he had followed when rushing to
the rescue of Nancy. And not so very long
ago he leaped from the ledge of the bank,
spilled himself In the loose sand, and scram
bled up as Sam followed his Fairbankian
stunt They arrived breathless at their
bivouac, where Nancy, an apt pupil In the
science and art of strategy, had already cov
ered the camp fire with scooped up handfuls
of loose wet sand.
Peeriag around the corner of their re
treat, they discovered a small sloop rigged
boat of about six or seven tons gliding up to
the spot where the trawl line was led ashore.
" I know that boat" said Sam. " She waa
built in our yard about thirty years ago
about the time that I was bom. She belongs
now to a young fellow named Bill Emerson.
I thought he was driving for the garage,
and here he ia out doing a little Job of boot
legging." There flashed immediately across Matt's
retentive memory the name of the driver of
his flivver, confided him in a loquacious mo
ment i
" WeU, 111 be darned," said he. " Is that
really Bill? He told me he'd quit fishing and
gone in for driving cars. Bill's all right, but
he talks too much. I must say, though, Sam,
that he spoke mighty well of yon. He said,
' Everybody likes Sain, if he does get rough
sometimes.' "
"Did he?" said Sam thoughtfully.
" Tes." said Matt " and he stood up for the
Gates family, too. But he's got no use for
Freddy Griscom. Well, it's too bad that Bill
should be running a side line like this."
O, everybody'a doing it" said Sam mood
ily. " I soppose I ought to go down and collar
Bill "
Too ! mi all"," Mil Mtt Plll i
a ( Uy. nj tl da cm turn bard tarnod
dollar by Ml'tn j rUv tba b famine,
irt him $a 10 It"
Nancy Iniorruplod this tt.ainpiniiln of Hill
Wll, ef all Ih buu.lirB that v-f
mld up In the amira of th community,
ou cerialnly laha lh prim. Mn't," M she
"la lra anybody at ail in It that you d-.nl
hapM-n to know alt about?"
I'va aii).tlii"d all lhat brfr, Nsnry,"
aald Matt "W wrists naturally try i
taim all run bUiuI human character and
moilvve whwravir w iicountr them. In
the proaent I airrea with Ham that w'l
Ntt-r lay off 1UII. Th tnnh l, I've kn
'quite an Iium"! In him. I'm olng lo nd
him to a akin tt tor ef my a. quauiiatwa to
sxh Lf h can't do something fr his ai-nr."
fUm '.lrtl a churkle. " il.itt'n got Hill an
right" id h. "Now lt' UMifh him and
ara how big a lulmi h's rrally doing."
"Don't worry about that," said Matt
"From what Nam-y and I w the othir
nliiht. It i no plkT trmle." He turnrd
Nancy. " You em, Nancy, while lropuue may
be a risky thing to obey blindly, It doe aoio
Unira get you aoinewbora after all."
"I'm waiting to -," aald Nancy. "I
really hope you're right bcau up to thla
tlmn It aroma to hava rrsullvd In Just one
fiasco after anothnr."
"Well, that may be." Matt admlUM. "b-jt
anyway It got ua out hurt, and it baa led to
a better understanding between Hum and
Sylvia." lie rubbud his handa with such a
satisfaction as might have been Wt by hi
Illustrious namiwake who, aftor being visited
by the disbelief of clients and the acorn of
offlelal and ofllckoua collouKuea, was ab'e
eventually to reveal hlmnelf In hia true quail
ties of an unerring sleuth.
"It's all very well to ridicule instinctive
deduction, but It does sometimes happen that
it works out in the end dcKplte fortuitous
circumstance which mny occur to discredit
the observer."
Matt took his glasses and leveled them on
the solitary figure in tho nloop, who had
picked up a long pole, apparently a boat hook,
and waa evidently attempting to secure th
drift of line which Matt had previously dis
covered. Nancy for the moment was silenced by thla
diatribe on the part of a colleague who up to
this moment she had covered with scorn and
obloquy. Sam also appeared to be impressed.
For he was looking at Matt with that respect
which a hand worker who becomes In time
entirely a brain worker is apt to bestow upon
the individual who has been the latter from
the beginning and whose efforts had been ap
plied simultaneously in both directions.
"I guess you've scored, Matt" said he,
"like you said you would before we got
through."
Well, it's about time," said Matt "1
understand now why it was so impossible to
get anything out of him about the people In
the old Putney place. Every time I tried to
pump him he shot off at a tangent, like the
extinguisher a little while ago, and wouldn't
talk about anything but the Gates family-"
"What did he think about my disappear-
ance?" Sylvia asked. .
" He said that you were sure to be found,
because you were a champion swimmer and
expert canoeist and he said that everybody
wished you'd marry Sam Sprague and not
that Grlscom cuss."
"Well, It's nice to please everybody," said
Sam, " especially when it starts In with your
self."
"I'm afraid that's about as far as Mr,
Holmes ever gets," said Nancy. " Look, that
boy has got the line and he's hauling it in.
Now, why culdn't we have done that?"
"Because he's right over where it's an
chored," said Matt " A dozen men couldnt
haul In a fifteen pound anchor with a good
hold a hundred yards away, but a small boy
could snake it up from Just over it"
Bam was staring at Bill Emerson with
covetous eyes; for, although a young man of
good habits, like most strong and salty indi
viduals, he enjoyed his glass at times and
this was one of the times. It was tantalizing
to stand there at the edge of the cave and
watch the weedy youth in the little black
sloop hauling from the depths such a luxury
as had now become not only dangerous to get
but even more so to drink when got and Sam
felt there could be no such risk to eyes or
stomach in what was at the end of that
tarred hemp line the boy was hauling in so
. nonchalantly.
" I'd like to go down there and hold him up
for enough to drink your health and Syl
via's," said Matt enviously, " but since be
knows you all so well and I've already had
a sample " he checked himself, for he was
about to say of bis freedom In imparting local
gossip but on second thought said no par
ticular reason for giving away hia source of
information.
" A sample of what? " asked Nancy with
work of quick suspicion.
"Bootleg whisky," said Matt, turning tba)
corner on two wheels. " Some time ago I
was color blind for about a month aa the
result of having been persuaded to accept the
hospitality of a chance acquaintance."
" I don't think it would do any harm if yoa
were to go down there alone," said Sam.
" Tou could say that you've come out hera to
comb the island for Sylvia."
The same thought had occurred to MaQL
Moreover, it seemed to him that since now
he had no longer any intention o. putting in
a claim for the reward he might at least be
Justified in making a little profit out of infor
mation which he had come by so arduously.
" All right" he answered. " The rest of you
keep out of sight and I'll go down and sea
what I can do."
" Tou stay here," said Nancy. " We dont
want that stuff nor to be mixed up with it"
" Speak for yourself, my dear," said Matt
and before the indignant girl could raise a
detaining hand he stepped clear of tho shelter
and started down the shore.
Bill Emerson, leaning over the side of the
boat intent upon his work, did not discover
the approaching figure until he had hauled
to the surface of the water a buSty object
which appeared to be a fish or lobster car.
Then, having caught a turn of the line, ha
unhooked the block of the throat halyards,
slipped this into the bight around the crata,
and, seizing the running end, was starting to
haul the car up aboard with the aid of hia
double tackle when Matt came within hia lin
of vialon.
The startled boy desisted from his task and
stood staring at Matt who was about fifty
yards dUtant
" Hello, Bill," called Matt affably. " Found
some aunken treasure? "
Contlnn.d Hrxt Similar.
(Copyright: 1122: Henry C. Rowlaul )