The Gate Valley Star (Gate, Okla.), Vol. 16, No. 48, Ed. 1 Thursday, February 16, 1922 Page: 7 of 8
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THE VALLEY STAR. GATE. OKLAHOMA
1
A Man To His Mate
By J. ALLEN DUNN
COPYRIGHT BOBBS MERRILL CO.
THE GIRL.
SYNOPSIS.—I-oltering on the San
Francisco water front, John Ral-
ney, newspaper reporter, la accost-
ed by a slant blind man, who asks
Ralney to lead him aboard the
sealing schooner Karluk. The blind
man tells Ralney he Is an old ship-
mate of Captain Simms. In the
cabin they find Captain Simms and
a man named Carlsen. Simms rec-
ognizes the blind man, calling him
Jim Lund. Lund accuaea Simms of
abandoning him, blind, on an ice
floe, and denounces him. Simms
denies the charge, but Lund re-
fuses to be pacified. He declares
his intention of accompanying the
Karluk on its expedition north,
where It la going in quest of a gold
field which Lund has discovered.
Pegsy, Simms' daughter, Is aboard,
and defends her father.
CHAPTER I—Continued.
Lund stood frozen, like a pointer on
•cent, all his faculties united In at-
tention toward the girl. The doctor
crossed and spoke to her In a low
voice.
Lund spoke, and h!s voice was sud-
denly mild.
"I didn't know there was a lady
present, miss," he said. "Yore father's
right. You let us settle this. We'll
come to an agreement."
But, for all his swift change to
placability, there was a sinister under-
tone to his voice that the girl seemed
to recognize. She hesitated until her
father led her back Into the cabin.
"You two'U sit down?" said the doc-
tor, speaking aloud for the first time,
his voice amiable, carefully neutral.
"And we'll have a drop of something.
Mr. Lund, I can understand your at-
titude. You've suffered a great deal.
But you have misunderstood Captain
Simms. I have heard about this from
him, before. He has no desire to cheat
you. He Is rejoiced to see you alive,
though afflicted. He is still Honest
Simms, Mr. Lund.
"I haven't your name, sir," he went
on pleasantly, to Ralney. "The cap-
tain said you were a newspaper
man?"
"John Ralney, of the Times. I knew
nothing of this before I came aboard."
"And you will understand, of
course, what Mr. Lund overlooked In
his natural agitation, that this is not
a story for your paper. We should
have a fleet trailing us. We must
ask your confidence, Mr. Ralney."
There was a strong personality in
the doctor, Ralney realized. He did
not like the man from first appear-
ances. He was too aloof, too sardonic
In his attitudes. But his manner was
friendly enough, his voice compelling
tn its suggestion that Rainey was a
man to be trusted. Captain Simms
came back Into the cabin, closing the
door of his daughter's room.
"We are going to have a little drink
together," said the doctor. "I have
gome Scotch In my cabin. If you'll
excuse me for a moment? Captain,
will you get some glasses, and a chair
for Mr. Lund?"
The doctor came back with a bottle
of Scotch whisky and a siphon. The
captain had set out giasses and a
pitcher of plain water from a rack.
"I Imagine you'll be the only one
■who'll take seltzer, Mr. Ralney," said
the doctor pleasantly, passing the bot-
tle. "Captain Simms, I know, uses
plain water. I suppose Mr. Lund does
the same. And I prefer a still drink."
Ralney took a long pull at his gla«-f.
The cabin was hot, and he was thirsty.
The seltzer tasted a little flat—or the
whisky was of an unusual brand, he
fancied. And then Inertia suddenly
seized him. He lost the use of his
limbs, of his tongue, when he tried to
call out. He saw the doctor's sardonic
eyes watching him as he strove to
shake off a lethargy that swiftly
merged Into dizziness.
Dimly he heard the scrape of the
captaln'R chair being pushed back.
From far off he heard Lund's big
voice booming, "Here, what's this?"
and the doctor's Cutting In, low and
tor with the sardonic smile and Cap-
tain Simms, who Ralney felt sure had
tacitly approved of the doctor's ac-
tions.
He remembered Lund's exclamation
of,' "Here, what's this?"—the question
of a blind man who could not grasp
what was happening—and acquitted
him.
They had deliberately kidnaped him,
shanghaied him, because they did not
choose to trust him, because they
thought he might print the story of
the Island treasure beach In his paper,
or babble of it and start a rush to the
new strike of which he had seen proof
In the gold dust streaming from the
poke.
What were they going to do with
him?
He mistrusted the doctor. The man
had drugged him. He was a man
whose profession, where the mind was
warped, belittled life. Captain Simms
had been charged with leaving a blind
man on a broken floe. Lund was the
type whose passions left him ruthless.
The crew—they would be bound by
shares In the enterprise, a rough lot,
daring much and caring little for any-
thing beyond their own narrow hori-
zons, The girl was the only redeem-
ing feature of the situation.
He wondered whether anyone had
seen him go aboard the Karluk with
Lund—anyone who would remember
it and mention the circumstance when
he was found to be missing. That
might take a day or two. At the of-
fice they would wonder why he dldn t
show up to cover his detail, because
he had been steady in his work. But
they would not suspect foul play at
first. He had no Immediate family.
And all this time the Karluk would be
thrashing north, well out to sea.
Rainey would be a front-page won-
der for a day, then drop to paragraphs
for a day or so more, and that would
be the end of It.
But they had made him comfortable.
He was not in a smelly forecastle, but
In a bunk In a cabin that must open
off the main room of the schooner.
Why had they treated him with such
consideration 7 He dozed off, for all
his wretchedness, exhausted by his
effort| to untangle the snarl. When
he awoke again his mouth was glued
together with thirst. His head ached
Intolerably. Each hair seemed set in
nerve center of pain. But he was
better.
He sat up In his bunk, fully clothed
as he had come aboard, the door of
his cabin opened and the doctor ap-
peared, nodded coolly as he saw
Ralney moving, disappeared for an in-
stant, and brought In a draft of some
sort In a long glass.
"Take this," said Carlsen. "Pull
you together. Then we'll get some
food into you."
The calm Insolence of the doctor's
manner, ignoring all that had hap-
pened, seemed to send all the blood In
Ralney's body fuming to his brain. He
took the glass and hurled Its contents
at Carlsen's face. The doctor dodged,
and the stuff splashed against the
cabin wall, only a few drops reaching
Carlsen's coat.
"Don't be a d—d fool," he said to
Ralney, his voice irritatlngly even.
"Are you afraid it's drugged? I would
eager;
falling
arms.
then he collapsed, his head
forward on his outstretched
CHAPTER II.
A Divided Company.
It was not the first time that
Ralney had been on a ship, a sailing
ship, and at sea. Lacking experience
tn actual navigation, he wns a pretty
handy sallorman for an amateur.
So, as he came out of the grip of
the drug that had been given him,
•lowly, with a brainpan that seemed
overstuffed with cotton and which
throbbed with a dull perslitent ache—
with a throat that seemed to be coated
with ashes, strangely contracted—a
nauseated stomach—eyes that saw
things through a haze—limbs that
ached as if bruised—the sounds that
teat their way through his sluggish
consciousness were familiar enough to
place him almost Instantly.
As he lay there In a narrow bunk,
watching the play of light that came
through a porthole beyond his line of
vision, listening to the low boom of
waves followed by the swash along-
side that told him the Karluk was
Wher. He Woke Again His Mouth Was
Glued Together With Thirst.
not be so clumsy. I could have given
you a hypodermic while you slept,
enough to keep you unconscious for
as many hours as I chose—or for-
ever.
"I'll mix you another dose—one
more—take it or leave it. Take It,
and you'll soon feel yourself again
after Tamada has fed you. Then we'll
thrash out the situation. Leave it, and
I wash my hands of you. You can go
for'ard and bunk with the men and do
of himself, nud he took the second
draft, which almost Instantly relieved
him, cleansing his mouth and throat
and, as his headache died down, clear-
ing his brain.
"Why did you drug me?" he de-
manded. "Pretty high-handed. I can
make you pay for this."
"Yes? How? When? We're well
off Cape Mendocino, heading nor'west
or thereabouts. Nothing between us
and Unulaska but fog and deep water.
Before we get back you'll see the pay-
ment in a different light. We're not
pirates. This was plain business. A
million or more In sight.
"Lund nearly spilled things as it
wns, raving the way he did. It's a
wonder some one didn't overhear him
with sense enough to tumble.
"But we didn't take any risks after
his blowing off He might have done
it ashore before you brought him
aboard. I don't think so. But he
might. And so might you, later."
"I'd have given you my word."
"And meant to keep it. But you'd
have been an uncertain factor, a weak
link. You knew too much. Suppose
the Karluk fought up to Kotzebue bay
and found a dozen power-vessels hang
lng about, waiting for us to lead them
to the beach? And we'd have worried
all the way up, with you loose.
"I don't suppose your salary Is much
over thirty a week, Is It? Now, then,
here you are In for a touch of real ad-
venture, better than gleaning dock
gossip, to a red-blooded man. If we
win—and you saw the gold—you
win. We expect to give you a share.
More than you'd earn In ten years,
likely, more than you'd be apt to save
in a lifetime. We kidnaped you fo*
your own good. You're a prisoner de
luxe, with the run of the ship."
"I can work my passage," said
Rainey. He didn't trust the doctor,
though he thought he'd play fair about
the gold. But it was funny, his as-
suming control.
"Ah!" The doctor appeared to dis-
miss the subject with some relief.
"Well," he went on, "are you open to
reason—and food? I'm sorry about
your friends and folks ashore, but
you're not the first prodigal who has
come back with the fatted calf In-
stead of hungry for It."
"That part of It Is all right," said
Ralney. There was no help for the
situation, save to make the most of
It and the best. "But I'd like to ask
you a question."
"Go ahead. Have a cigarette?" 1
Ralney would rather have taken It
from anyone else, but the whiff of
burning tobacco, as Carlsen lit up,
gave him an irresistible craving for a
smoke. Besides, it wouldn't do for
the doctor to know he mistrusted him.
If he was to be a part of the ship's
life, there was small sense in acting
pettishly. He took the cigarette, ac-
cepted the light, and inhaled grate-
fully.
"What's the question?" asked Carl-
sen.
"You weren't on the last trip. You
weren't In on the original deal. But I
find you doing all the talking, making
me offers. You drugged me on your
own Impulse. Where's the skipper?
How does he stand In this matter?"
"You're asking a good deal for an
outsider, It seems to me, Rainey. I
came to you partly as your doctor.
But I speak for the captain and the
crew. Don't worry about that."
"And Lund?" Ralney had gathered
that the doctor resented Lund.
Carlsen's eyes narrowed.
"Lund will be taken care of," he
said, and, for the life of him, Ralney
could not judge the statement for
threat or friendly promise. "As for
ray status, I expect to be Captain
Simms' son-in-law as soon as the trip
is over."
"All right." said Rainey. Carlsen's
announcement surprised him. Some-
how he could not place the girl as the
doctor's fiancee.
He rose and birthed face and hands.
Carlsen left the cabin. The main
room was empty when Ralney en-
tered, but there was a place set at the
table.
The main cabin was well appoints
in hardwood, with red cushions on the
transoms and a creeping plant or so
hanging here and there. A canary
chirped up and broke Into rolling song.
It was all homy, Innocuous. Yet he
had been drugged at the same table
not so long before. And now he was
pledged a share of ungathered gold. It
was a far cry back to his desk In the
Times office.
A Japanese entered, sturdy, of
white-clad figure, deft, polite, Incuri-
ous. He had brought in some ham
and eggs, strong coffee, sliced canned
peaches, bread and butter. He servtfd
as Ralney ate heartily, feeling hts
old self coming back with the food,
especially with the coffee.
"Thanks, Tamada," he said as he
pushed aside his plate at last.
"Everything arrlght, sir?" purred
the Japanese.
Ralney nodded. The "sir" was re-
assuring. He was accepted as a some-
body aboard the Karluk. Tamada
cleared away swiftly, and Ralney felt
for his own cigarettes. Some one was
It was a divided ship's company,
after all. For he knew that Lund,
handicapped with his blindness, would
live perpetually suspicious cf Simms.
And the doctor was against Lund.
Ralney's own position was a paradox.
He started for the companionway,
and a slight sound mude him turn, to
face the girl. She looked at him cas-
ually as Kalney, to his annoyance,
flushed.
"Good afternoon," said Ralney. "Are
you going on deck?"
It was not a clever opening, but
she seemed to rob him of wit, to an
extent. He hnd yet to know how she
stood concerning his presence aboard.
Did she countenance the forcible kid-
naping of him as a possible tattler?
Or—?
"My father tells me you have de-
cided to go w\th us," she said, pleas-
antly enough, kut none too cordially.
Ralney thought.
"You have not been well. I hope
you are better. Have you eaten?"
Ralney began to think that she wa^
Ignorant of the facts. And he made
up his mind to Ignore them.
"Thank you, I have," he said. "I
was going to look up Mr. Lund."
The sentence covered a sudden
change of mind. He no longer want-
ed to go on deck with the girl. Thev
were not to be Intimates. She was
Eddy's
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Fairy Tale
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Stomach CatwhJ
ANT LION
"I'm the Ant Lloti and I am an In-
sect. I tell that at once becuuse any-
one might think I was a big lion or
maybe some sort of a creature who
killed lions."
"I never thought that," said an alli-
gator In a pool nearby. "Of course I
came from the same part of the world
that you did. I, too, was caught and
brought to the zoo. I didn't mind,
though. They didn't have much fuss
with me."
"I would have had more fun with
them," said the rattlesnake from his
cage, "If they had let me. But they
knew how to get me without letting
me get them. It seems a pity when
one thinks that my fangs are about
an Inch long that I am here a prison-
er when I should have killed a few
people.
"Oh well, I'm happy enough and I'll
have to admit they were smart."
"Look here," said the Ant Lion, "you
are always telling your story. You
are saying what you will do and what
you have done and what you would
like to do. Now no one knows my
story.
"Do give me a chance to tell who
I am. I am sure the zoo creatures
would be Interested In knowing."
"Then If you're sure of that," said
the rattlesnake, "go on with your
story."
"I'll stay quite still with my story,
thank you," said the ant lion.
"All right, try to be funny too," said
the rattlesnake, "I don't mind. I feel
3*
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r in
use
'Fifty years
"Good Afternoon," said Ralnsy. "Are
You Going on Deck?"
to marry Carlsen. He was an out-
sider. Carlsen had told him that. So
she seemed to regard him, lmperson
ally, without Interest. It piqued him.
"Mr. Lund Is In the first mate's
cabin," said the girl, Indicating a door,
"Mr. Bergstrom, who was mate, died
at sea last voyage. Doctor Carlsen
acts as navigator with my father, but
he has another room."
She passed him and went on deck,
Carlsen was acting first mate as well
as surgeon. That meant he had sea
manship. Also that they had taken
In no replacements, no other men to
swell the little corporation of fortune-
hunters who knew the secret, or
part of It. It was unusual, but Ralney
shrugged his shoulders and rapped
on the door of the cabin.
It took loud knocking to waken
Lund. At last he roared a "Come in.
Ralney found him seated on the
edge of his bunk, dressed in his under-
clothes, his glasses In place. Ralney
wondered whether he slept In them.
Lund's uncanny intuition seemed to
read the thoughts. He tapped the
tenses.
"Hate to take them off," he said
•Light hurts my eye*, though the op
f!c nerve Is dead. Seems to strike
through. How're ye makln' out?'
"You know they drugged me,
Ralney ended his recital of the inter-
view he had had with the doctor.
"Knockout drops? I guessed It
That doctor's slick. Well, you've not
much fault to find, have ye? Carlsen
talked sense. Here you are on the
road to a fortune. I'll see yore
share's a fair one. There's plenty. It
ain't a bad billet you've fallen Into,
my lad. But I'll look out for ye. And
I'Jl need ye."
He lowered his voice mysteriously.
"Yo're a writer, Mister Ralney.
You've got brains. You can see which
way a thing's heading. You've heard
enough. I'm blind. I've bin done dirt
once aboard the Karluk, and I don't
aim to stand for It ag'ln.
"I ain't got eyes. You have. Use
'em for both of us. I ain't asking ye
to take sides, exactly. But I've got
cause for beln' suspicious. I don't call
the skipper 'Honest' Simms no more
And I ain't stuck on that doctor. He's
too bossy. He's got the skipper un-
der his thumb. And there's some
thin' funny about the skipper. He
ain't the same man. Mebbe it's his
conscience. But that doctor's runnln'
him."
"He's going to marry the captain'i
daughter," said Ralney.
"Simms' daughter? Carlsen goln'
to marry her? Ump! That may ac-
count for the milk in the coconut."
His face became crafty, and he
reached out for Ralney's knee, found
It as readily as If he had sight, and
tapped It for emphasis.
"Look Over the Edges."
snoring In a stateroom off the cabin,
Simms is Carlsen's dog. The
doc a
sleepy. I won't bother to stay awake
for your story as I know It anyway."
"Very well," said the ant lion, "as
I don't care whether you hear It or
not. I don't care In the least. There
are others In the zoo who will hear It.
"Go to sleep and then you won't
Interrupt me," said the ant Hon. "Yes,
rattlesnake I'd be glad to have you
go to sleep."
"Tell your story now that you have
a chance," said the alligator, "and
don't waste all your time talking to the
rattlesnake.
"Creatures will think you haven't
any story to tell, but just want to ar-
gue with the rattlesnake. Now If you
don't tell your story I will tell how I
went off with a number of ray rela-
tives and lived where It was very
quiet and was quite the boss too."
"I will tell my story at once," said
the ant lion. "As I said I was an In-
sect, In fact I am an Insect and will
continue to be an Insect as long as I
live.
"I'm not even an Inch long. I have
pincers on the front of my body and
I use these to get the sand away from
my body. Then I dig and make my-
self a fine home and there I attract
the ants.
"They come my way and look over
the edges of the home I have dug my-
self and then they begin to crawl over
the sides and then they fall down with
the sand which begins to fall and they
land straight In my mouth.
"I cleverly trap my enemies. That
Is why I have the name of ant lion. I
am a king and the ants are my sub-
jects. I am like a lion for the lion is a
king and I get my prey cleverly.
"And when I have finished my meal
I throw away the bones, so to speak,
so that other ants won't be scared
away.
"I make trails when marketing Is
poor and that gets In many ants who
like to travel In numbers along from
one of our homes to another. They
don't realize how we're trapping them!
"When I was born my mother laid
her eggs (and I was one of the num-
ber) under the shade of an oak tree.
It was a beautiful place. There the
sand was soft and we were so comfort-
ble there and could get plenty to eat
for we could build without any trouble
In the soft sand.
"There Is a time when we spin
cocoons when we are free and go off
looking like dragon flies and with our
mates enjoy life for a little and see ]
the world and think of love and
beauty.
"But then again we come back to |
the old life of seeking the ants and ,
feeding upon them.
"Yes, we're the ant lions, for we're
king of all beasts who hunt for ants
I feel sure. We're not beasts, of
course, we're Insects, but you know
what I mean.
"But we're clever the way we get
the ants in and we do It In such a
lazy sort of way, for we plan our traps
for them in such a way that they can
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Kissing Custom Centuries Ago.
Three hundred years ago It was a
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An interesting reference to the free-
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characters says: "Thou knowest, the
maiden who ventures to kiss a sleep-
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