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MOUNTAIN VIEW TRIBUNE-PROGRESS
CHAPTER XXX—Continued.
—19 —
I heard her cry out, and barely
Blight tha lantern as It fell from her
hand. 0 At flrat 1 doubted the evidence
at my own eyea, matching the bit of
^hii| candle from lta tin socket and
holding it where the full glare of
tight f«U across the grewsome object
Ay, It waa a woman, with lower limbs
doubled back from lack of space, but
otherwise lying as though she slept so
perfect In preservation her cheeks ap-
peared flushed with health, -her lips
half smiling. It was a face of real
beauty—an English face, although her
eyes and hair were dark and her man-
UIla and long earrings were unques-
tionably Spanish. A string of pearls
encircled her throat and there were
numerous rings upon her fingers. The
very contrast added Immeasurably to
the horror.
“She Is alive! Surely she is alive!"
The words were sobbed Into my ear
from Dorothy's lips.
“Alivet No, that Is impossible!” I
touched the figure with my hand. “The
flesh Is like stone,” I said, “thus held
lifelike by some magic of the Indies.
What can It all mean? Who could the
woman be? It Is love or hate?”
“Not love, Geoffry. Love would
never do this thing. It it hate, the
gloating of revenge; there can be no
other answer—this is the end of a
tragedy."
There was nothing, not a scrap of
paper, not even the semblance of a
wound exposed. The smile on those
parted lips had become one of mock-
ery; I could bear the sight no longer,
and rose to my feet, clasping Dorothy
close to me, as she still gazed down in
fascination at the ghastly light.
“We will never know. The man who
could tell is dead.”
“Captain Paradllla?"
“Who else could It be? This was
his schooner, and here he alone could
hide such a secret There Is nothing
more we can learn, and the horror un-
nerves me. Hold tha light, dear, while
I replace the lid of the chest.”
It required my utmost effort to ac-
complish this. I was glad to have the
thing hidden, to escape the stare of
those fixed eyes, the death smile of
those red Ups. It was no longer a
reality but a dream of delirium; I
fare not think or speculate—my only
desire being to get away, to get Dor-
sthy away. In absolute terror I drew
her with me to the open door—then
■topped, paralyzed; the half revealed
figure of a man appeared on the cabin
Stairs.
“Stop! Who are your
“Watkins, sir. I came below to call
you. There’s sum thin’ bloomin’ odd
takln’ place out there In the fog, Cap-
tain Cariyla. We want yer on deck,
sir, right away."
CHAPTER XXXI.
i
\
The Boat Attack.
Ba waited for ns Just without the
companion, but my eyea caught noth-
ing unusual as I emerged Into the
fayllght I could barely see amidships,
and on either side hung the Impene-
trable bank of cloud, leaving sea and
sky Invisible.
“What is It, Watkins? Where are the
men?”
“Forrnrd, sir, a-hangin’ over the star-
board rail. Thar's somethin' cursedly
strange a-happenln* In that fog. Ola
was the first ter hear the clatter ov
en oar allppln’ in a rowlock. Then,
sir, while we wus a-llstenln’ we both
caught sound ov a Spanish oath,
spoke as plain as If the buck was
aboard.'*
“A lost boat, likely—shipwrecked
sailors adrift In the fog; perhaps our
other quarterboaL No one hailed
them?"
“No, sir; I told the men ter keep still
till I called you.”
The crew were all gathered at the
rail, 8taring out Into the mist, whis-
pering to each other. I pressed my
way In among them. We may have
been clinging there a minute of two,
breathlessly listening. Then a voice
spoke directly In front of me out from
the dense fog.
“Try the port oar, Pedro; we must
have missed the d-n ship.”
I straightened up as though struck,
my eyes seeking those of Watkins, who
stared back at me, bis mouth wide
open In astonishment.
“You heard that?” I whispered,
you know who spoke?”
“Do I? Dead or alive, sir. It
Manuel Estevan."
“Ay; no other, and alive enough, no
doubt Lads, come close to me and
listen—they must not hear us out
there. By some devil’s trick the Na-
mur has followed our course, or else
yonder are a part of his crew cast
away. They clearly know of us—per-
haps had a glimpse through some rift
ta the cloud—and are seeking to
hoard with s boat party. Tts not like-
ly these devils know who we it;
prvfcab’; J-tke vr for a mere! an .'-b’p
was
becalmed In the fog and liable to be-
come an easy prey, If tBey can only
slip on us unseen. How are you, bul-
lies? Ready to battle your old mates?"
“Those were no mates o’ ours, sir,"
said Watkins Indignantly. "They are
half-breed mongrels, and do sailors;
Estevan la a bell-hound, an’ so far as
my voice goes, Td rather die on this
deck than ever agin be a bloody pirate.
It that the right words, lads?”
The others grumbled assent, but
their muttered words had In them a
ring of sincerity, and their faces ex-
hibited no cowardice. One only uskede
a question.
“I’m fer flghtln’, sir," he said grim-
ly, "but what’ll we use? Them lads
ain’t cornin’ aboard bare-handed, but
damn If I’ve seed a weapon on this
hooker."
“Dar’s three knives, an’ a meat
cleaver In der galley, sah," chimed In
Sam.
“Weil do well enough; some of you
have your sheath knives yet, and the
rest can use belaying pins and capstan
bars. The point Is to not let them get
aboard, and, If there Is only one boat,
we will bp pretty even-handed. Pick
up what you can, and man this rail—
quietly now, hearties, and keep your
eyes open."
It proved a longer wait than I ex-
pected. Unable to withstand the In
action any longer I turned and took a
few steps aft, thinking to gauge our
progress by the wake astern. I was
abaft the cabin on the port side when
Dorothy called my name—a sudden ac-
cent of terror In her voice.
The alarm was sounded none too
soon. Either fortune, or skill, had
served those demons well. They had
succeeded In circling the stern of the
Santa Marie, unseen and unheard by
anyone aboard. Even as she shrieked
the alarm, a hand was at her throat,
and she was struggling desperately in
the merciless grip of a half-naked In-
dian.
Yet at that they were too late, the
advantage of surprise had failed them.
A half dozen had reached the deck,
leaping from the rail, the others below
clambering after their leaders, when
with a rush we met them. It was a
fierce, mad fight, fist and club pitted
against knife and cutlass, but the de-
fenders struck like demons Incarnate.
I doubt If the struggle lasted two mln-
tes. I heard the blows, the oaths, the
cries of pain, the dull thud of wood
against bone, the sharp clang of steel
In contact, the shuffling of feet on the
deck, the splash of bodies hurled over-
board. Each man fought for himself,
In his own way. I thought only of her,
and leaped straight for her assailant
with bare hands, smashing recklessly
through the hasty guard of his cutlass
and gripped the copper devil by hair
and throat. I knew she fell to the
deck beneath our feet, but I had my
work cut out for me. He was a hell-
hound, slippery as an eel In hts half
nakedness, strong as an ox, and fight-
ing like a fiend. Yet I had him foal,
my grip unbreakable, as I forced his
neck back against the rail, until it
cracked, the swarthy body sliding Inert
to the deck. Whirling to assist the
others I found no need. Except for
bodies here and there the deck was
clear; men were struggling In the
chains; two below In the boat were
endeavoring to cast off, and Schmitt,
with Estevan helpless In his arms,
staggered to the side and flung the
shrieking Spanish cur overboard out
Into dark water. I heard the splash as
he fell, the single cry hie Upe gave, but
he never again appeared above the sur-
face. Above the bedlam Watkins
roared out an order.
"That’s It, bullies 1 that's ltl Now
let her drop! We’ll send them to hell
where they belong. Good shot; she
landed 1”
It was the hank of a spare anchor,
balanced for an Instant on the rail,
then sent crashing down through the
frail bottom of the boat beneath. The
wreck drifted away Into the fog, the
two miserable occupants clinging des-
perately to the gunwales. I lifted
Dorothy to her feet, and she clung to
me unsteadily, her face yet white.
"Watkins, have you figured up re-
sults?”
“Two of our men are cut rather
badly, and one hasn’t come to yet from
a smart rap on the head.”
“None got away?”
“Not 'less they swum, tharis six dead
ones Aboard. Four took ter the water,
mostly because they hed to. The only
livin’ /one o' the bunch Is thet nigger
iongiflde the wheel, an’ nuthin’ but a
thick!skull saved him."
“Then there were eleven In the
partyL What do you suppose has be-
come? of the others aboard the Na-
mur?f’ *
“I (lunno, sir; they might be a waitin’
out tfcere In fog. Perhaps the nigger
cud tell you.”
I crossed over to where the fellow
sat on a grating, his head In his hands,
the girl still clinging to ray sleeve, as
h.ingv- 'wi-ful of being ltit aloes. The
man was a repulsive brute, Ms taro
stained with Mood, dripping from a
eat across his low forehead. He looked
ap sullenly at our approach, bat suds
ue effort ta rise.
“Look yere, yen black villain,"
roared Watkins, driving the le-eon
home with his foot, “don’t be a playin’
possum yer. Stand up an' answer Ml*
ter Carlyle, or yerill git n worse clip
than I give yer afore, Whar Is tha
bloody bark?”
“Pounding her heart out eh the
rocks yonder," be said civilly, “unless
she's slid off an’ gone down. To the
west, maybe a mile er so."
“Whst about the crew?"
“They got away In tha boats, an’
likely mostly are ashore. We were In
the last boat launched, and headed
out so far ter get 'round n ledge o’
•rocks we got lost In the fog. Then the
mist sorter opened an’ glva us n
glimpse o' yer topsails. We didn’t ex-
pect no fight, once we got aboard."
“Expected to find something easy, of
course? Perhaps It would have been
if—what Is It you see out there,
Simms?”
The seaman, who was standing with
hollowed hands shading his eyes, star-
ing forth Into the swirling drapery of
fog, turned at my call and pointed ex-
citedly.
“There’s a bark aground yonder, sir;
and It looks like the Namur!"
Even as I crossed the deck to his
side the wreaths of obscuring mist
seemed to divide, as though swept
apart by some mighty hand, and there
in the full glow of the sun, a picture
In a frame, lay the wrecked vessel.
Others saw It as I did, and gave vent
to recognition.
“Damned if it ain't the old hooker!"
"She got what was coming to her all
right mates.”
“And she’s lousy with treasurer’
"Come here, Sami That’s the last
of the Namur."
SOME FARMERS MAKE DELIVERIES DIRECT
TO CONSUMERS BY USING MOTOR TRUCKS
Motor Truck Heavily Loa ded With Farm Produce.
CHAPTER XXXII.
The Last of the Namur.
The vessel was plainly a total wreck,
rapidly pounding to death on a sharp
ledge of rock. Both masts were down,
and, lifted as the bow was, It was easy
to perceive the deck was in splinters
where falling spars and topmasts had
crushed their way through. The bows
had caught, seemingly jammed in be-
tween rocks, the stern sunk deep, with
cabin port holes barely above reach of
the waves. Not a living thing appeared
on board, and, as the fog slowly drifted
away, my eyes could discern no sign
of any boat, no evidence of the crew,
along the wide sweep of water. A
voice aroused me.
“What was It you said, Jack, ’bout
treasure on the old hooker? Why not
get it afore It’s too late?"
“It’s thar, all right, Ole,” and I knew
the speaker to Haines. “Ain’t It,
Mr. Carlyle?”
“Yes, lads, there must be money on
board, unless those fellows took It
with them In the boats. I know of
fifty thousand pounds stolen In Vir-
ginia, and no doubt there is more than
that The bark Is liable to slide off
that rock any minute and go down like
a stone. What do you say, bullies?
Here Is a risky Job, but a pocket full
of gold pieces, if wa can get aboard
and safely off again. Who’ll go acrosa
with me?”
There was a babel of voices, the men
crowding about me, all else forgotten
as greed gripped their Imaginations.
‘Stand back, lads 1 I cannot use all
of you. Four will be enough. You’ll
not lose anything of what we bring
back; It’ll be share and share alike, so
fall, to, hearties."
I paused an instant to speak to
Dorothy, seated on the flag locker, ex-
plaining to her swiftly my object In
exploring the wreck and pledging my-
self not to be reckless in attempting
to board. I read fear In her eyes, yet
she said nothing to dissuade me.
I slipped down a rope and dropped
into the boat, taking my place with a
steering oar at the stern, and we shot
away through the green water. The
Namur proved to be a more complete
wreck than our distant view had re-
vealed, and lying In a more precarious
position. It was do pleasant Job get-
ting aboard, but oitlering Haines to ac-
company me, and the others to lie by,
I made use of a dangling backstay, and
thus hauled myself up to a reasonably
secure footing. The fellow Joined me
breathless, and together we perched
on the rail to gain view of the deck.
It was a distressing, hopeless sight,
the vessel rising before us like the
roof of a house, tha deck planks stove
In, a horrible Jumble of running rig-
ging, booms and spars, blocking the
way forward. There were three bodies
tangled In the wreckage within our
sight,* crushed out of all human re-
semblance, and the face of a negro,
caught beneath the ruins of the galley,
seemed to grin baek at me In death.
Every timber groaned as the waves
struck and rocked the sodden mass,
and I had no doubt but that the vessel
had already broken in two.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Bigger and Heavier Hen Fruit
It Is thought by naturalists that the
eggs of domestic hens of the preseat
day are larger and heavier by nearly a
third than those of the hens of the
ancients. Eggs differ a good deal In
weight, the average weight being about
two ounces. A good egg Is made up
of ten parts shell, 00 parts white
and 30 parts yolk. The white of an
egg contains 86 per cent water. The
shell contains about 2 per cent animal
matter and 1 per cent of the phos-
phates of lime and magnesia, the rest
consisting of carbonate of lime. Half
the various specimens of snakes lay
eggs. Instead of shell the covering of
the egg Is a tough, white, leathern sub-
stance. The largest egg of any bird to-
day is the ostrich egg.
Peddling fnrm produce from “side-
door Pullmans" is a market outlet
which some producers have followed,
as, by accompanying a car of their
produce on the road and selling direct-
ly from the car door to dealers and
consumers In a number of small towns,
they realize remunerative return from
their marketing operations. In most
of the places where this method of
car peddling" Is practiced the pro-
ducers take out a license from the
authorities which gives them tempo-
rary selling privileges, such licenses
costing from $10 to $25 apiece. This
system of self-service salesmanship is
applicable only In regions where the
growers have no co-operative associa-
tion. It would be extremely unwise
for the individual producer to go on
the road In active competition with
an extensive selling organization.
Cut In Profits.
The growers also must bear In mind
the fact, although the returns from
this method of selling at first may ap-
pear large, they will be cut down to a
great extent by his expenses, the time
consumed, and the consequent neglect
of his regular business. This practice
may result also In lowering wholesale
prices, Inasmuch as the grower may
be anxious to get away and may sell
at figures which the regular dealers
would not accept. Car peddling Is
more common In the West and South-
west than In any other sections of the
country, but has decreased under re-
cent demurrage and traffic regulations.
Reaching Markets by Trucks.
Direct delivery by wagon or motor
truck is practicable only where the
farmer lives wlthlu a 25-mile radius of
the consuming center. Hence this
method of marketing affords an outlet
only for the commodities produced In
the area immediately surrounding the
market. Such deliveries are limited,
In the main, to country towns and
smaller cities. The automobile truck
undoubtedly Is enlarging this service,
but It probably will be limited to a
very smull portion of the total produc-
ing area of the country and can not
be expected to form an outlet for the
great bulk of farm crops. Again, the
development of cities, with their con-
stant encroachments upon outlying
country districts, forces production
areas farther from the market centers
and in the larger cities makes It
practically impossible for growers to
deliver their produce direct to con-:
sumers. The best examples of suc-
cessful direct deliveries by growers to
consumers are found in the sale of
fresh fruits and vegetables In small
country towns and deliveries from
neighboring farms through residential
sections of most at the lurger cities.
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600 CHICKENS
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raise six hundred
chickens every year
it made it very hard
for me.
“I saw the Com-
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I am so grateful that Ira recommend-
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CLIMB ON HIGH WITH
AN ARMY CHAUFFEUR
Rockiest Road to Dublin Is Lo-
cated in France.
Private Employers Who Are Operat-
ing Large Fleet of Trucks for De-
livery Purpose Are Told to
Remember Army Men.
The chauffeur who used to consider
Broadway and Forty-second street a
hard place to cross went to war to dis-
cover that the rockiest road to Dublin
lay In France, after all. For automo-
bile driving became a supreme art over
there, where there were no lights to
illuminate the roads, and often no
roads to Illuminate.
With shells bursting on all sides, anfi
bombs dropping from the Jerrys above,
the truck, ambulance and lorry driv-
ers soon learned a thousand new tricks
the trade: how to keep a straight
course without benefit of compass or
light, how to climb out of mud hub-
deep, how to run on three wheels if
something happened to the fourth, in
short, how to do the impossible, all
to the glory of the allies and Novem
ber 11th.
These men are now coming back to
the United States, master mechanics
and drivers, trained In the hardest
school to every emergency that an au-
tomobile could confront. Some of them
are still jobless, and .Col. Arthur
Woods, assistant to the secretary of
war, and In charge of the government’s
re-employment campaign for eg-servlce
men, offers them as the best possible
material In the world for expert auto-
mobile driving.
Private employers who are operating
large fleets of trucks for delivery and
transportation purposes, are especial-
ly recommended to these expert driv-
ers. The various governmental and wel-
fare agencies will be the means for
bringing the men and the jobs to-
gether.
EARLY AUTO DAYS
In 1898 gasoline Bold for six
cents a gallon.
The first New York motorcar
show was held In 1900.
The first four-cylinder car was
brought out In 1900.
In 1896 Barnum & Bailey an-
nounced they would exhibit
throughout the country a “horse-
less vehicle.’'
In July, 1898, the news was
given that a plant would be built
to turn out “one motor carriage
a week."
It Is hard to conceive that In
1896 there were but four motor-
cars In the United States.
*»**»*««< « *»♦
Sloaris
Li n i mC nt
Keep ii handy
What Are These Maples?
What are these maples and beeches
and birches but odds and Idyls and
madrigals; what are these pines and
firs and spruces but holy hymns?—
Holmes.
ASSISTS TIRE-REPAIR WORK
Handy Device le 8heet-Metal Clamp
Which Holds Searchlight In
Position Desired.
For those who prefer the tubular
flash light to the trouble light con-
nected to the storage battery, for tlre-
repalr work, a handy device Is a
sheet-metal clamp which holds the
flash light In such position as to throw
the light where it Is needed. The Idea
would be of little use to the driver
who always has a companion to hold
the light for him In case of trouble,
but for those who often drive alone,
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With the exception of a fussy wom-
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The Cutlcur* Toilet Trie
Having cleared your skin keep It clear
hy making Cutlcura your every-day
toilet preparations. The soap to cleanse
and purify, the Ointment to soothe and
heal, the Talcum to powder and per-
fume. No toilet table Is complete
without them. 25c everywhere.—Adv,
You will always have money If you
save half your earnings.__
utomobile
NeiTs^
■GOSSIP^
When a radiator leaks it is not ad-
visable to use material to stop the
leaks from the Inside.
* * *
When any part gets rusty put kero-
sene on It, but be sure to wipe it off
after it has stood a while.
* * *
Spend an hour or two going over
your Instruction book and learn more
about keeping your car In good shape.
• * *
Every time you change a wire whee!
put' grease on the metal surfaces
wheel spindle where the hub touches
It.
* * *
Motorists who use one of the hand
pumps will do well to give the pump a
few strokes before attaching it to the
valve.
A Flash-Light Clamp Is a Great Com-
fort to the Lone Night Driver, In
Case of Tire Trouble.
there is decided advantage. The metal
used should be stiff brass or steel, but
the spring which holds the flash light
must of course have sufficient springi-
ness for this purpose. The light will
be found convenient for tire changing
In the position shown, but If some
other angle Is preferred, the clamp
can readily be made to give It. P. P-
Avery, Garfield, N. J., in Popular Me-
chanics’ Magazine.
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Using Water for Purpose Is Last
Thing to Do—When In Hurry
Cool With Oil.
jjever forget that cooling with wa-
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running hot is the last thing to do.
The best thing to do Is to wait for
the bearing to cool in the ordinary
course of events, but If you are In
too much of a hurry for this, cool It
with oil instead of water.
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