Talala Gazette (Talala, Okla.), Vol. 3, No. 19, Ed. 1 Thursday, August 4, 1910 Page: 2 of 8
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SERIAL
STORY
&he
LAST VOYAGE
of the
DONNA ISABEL
By Randall Parrish
Author cf
Bob Hampton of Vlactr," tta.
Illustrations by Dearborn Melvill
Coovrlffht A r M<<I<I...- a. /I-
Cop/fight A. C. MoC'tir* A Co. MOl
SYNOPSIS.
©tTJn!,nt05L tJpens wJth the Introduction
chuiprt. £nP ns> advpnturer, a Massa-
Va^ntr«f1.?ano?,.ilr00'l?d by authorities at
mhi^np Inn. Ie- . B,l|nS interested In
noun^frt PK.ratA?nS ln Bo"v!a. he was tie-
and . Chile as an Insurrectionist
hotel hi. co"sef,!lence was hiding. At his
Erifllthmn j" was attracted by an
Stenhe^Tan a',ld . a young woman,
a ifrunkfne^m"' the?°unff woman from
her 2^. °®cSr1. e was thanked by
front^ 5?lra.' ot the Peruvian navy con-
bwn rtihpl!rnf toId him that ,var hn<J
and iT? between Chile and Peru
dMlr ? .1 .h,Z" the offlce ot captain. He
Chilean hat th?1 nlffht th« Esmeralda, a
fitenw.. Vosse1' s,'OUld be captured.
S eDhenJ m.",Ct'<'pte<1, the commission,
btephens met a motley crew, to which he
He *av® ">™ Anal ln-
aurcM.^Tt hpy b°arded the vessel. They
to b«thl'Raptured the vessel supposed
Cam C t, nera,da' through stratecry.
na? m"8 save Erections for the de-
Pn 1, he f"raft- He entered the cab-
and h r S1^2Ver,?d ,!le English woman
this lifJ fnaid. Stephens quickly learned
h WM l ifr/n1!! had bP<T captured.
th« Wfl'. i# arl n.81on 3 Private yacht.
He evnto^ J f, an<! milld being aboard,
shinThJledir,Ule ?',uati,'>n to her lady-
thi nW .First Ma,e T 'tle laid bare
baSnPt £ saYln* that the Sea Queen had
tic 'll,on?er t0 *° t0 the Antarc-
formir Tu,.,le '^Plained that on a
Senna T^??® e Vad learned that the
found .Jsabel was lost In 1753. He had
on an i.illnS*n Jn a h"*e case ot i^e
StiiZJ. and contained much gold.
Btephens ionsented to be the captain
Darlington exp(5^,t'on- He told I.ady
but ef^r^' ^nR greatly alarmed,
(tea d confidence ln him. The
foe s.ir.v" encountered a vessel In the
This We'd"! TrTnf^TnT'^
SatironmTheTUt<hIecfinally s^uarln? the slt-
aSiln 7- % .S &pa yueen headed south
?fl m=ynder Tu,tl* guidance the v^-s-
De v™=PT0^re*' toward Its goal,
believed f0,d StePb«ns that he
tn.LrT. .Tuttle. now acting as skipper
fitenh.n,r a'"" n{ hi queer actions!
*! ?« w awakened by crashing of
fni«m £'*',?"! Tut,Ie ln the grip of a
%h -I?i *,ou" man,a and overcame
Was taken l 1 "P°" "gaining his senses
bv «tw,H^i T. uttIe committed suicide
gf ■'hooting. Upon vote of the crew
me? defJ.(SSHUn?ed th" 'eadershlp and the
hunt thi y. 5 continue the treasure
onlvSon 5,iif 5*s b4in5, supposed to be
?nth^L.H?r Tuttle was burled
the .ervfA- o. Darlington pronouncing
el.en «w t'h. heplens awak|n from
Tt , ehost, supposed. to have
SlEu bas,is. for Tuttle's rellgtov.5
SttHL« Lpo" advice of I.ady Darlington
Stephens started to probe the ghost'
He came upon IJeut. Sanchez, the drunk-
found^rthr f o humbled In Chile. He
£?""d *t Sanchez" Inspiration. En-
?h2 ™ ^'c^nlght played "ghost" to scar*
In? ?! Into giving up the quest. Steph-
thf a"nounced that the Sea Queen was at
Dosed to h!h^ Tu"Ie'S qu?8t was w"
on In f.?^tK crew was anxious to go
r search. De Nova and Steph-
ens conquered them In a fl«t flcht I adv
■tartJ!fV?n thanked him The Sea Quten
o'. northward. She was wrecked ln a
ind herPmr,^ Nova" ^ady Darllngfon
out In « ni 5e!ni? among ^ose to set
St^n)!2n boat. Ten weri resrued.
•and for )<r ?" J °?v ^ance In a thou-
he? Inv. ,1! o. 2 y Arlington confessed
?'V°n r," Stephens and he did likewise
■ ife hIdarKnBtOI2. ,0ld her llfe Story; how
teorn.nl ^">n bartered for a title, heT
K?«I ? absfnt love. She revealed
•later «!h^ school chum of Stephens"
!ea father 1hSr"fi-d \Wlsh ,0 dle 'n ,he
and If ih?n face her former friends
I£h.!3 ^Ck t0.'h,! old Ilfe A ship was
Ther hnJrde.dr2 1 Proved to be a derelict.
with k J ^ -r* ShG was frozen tight
with hundreds of years of ir-e Th* vpq
vm Wa* th? Donna Isabel, lost In 1753 iaj
formerPre^°U8' The frozen bodies of thl
l£I . crew were removed. Thev read
the Spaniard! h iS5!)eJ",which ,old how
J ' 8pf"lfJd* had died from cold, one by
thm'™* ry DarI'ngton sang to prevent
Fart fi'rnlyEmbedded" In
tliat it n,^5 nston expressed the belief
^
4 Wtt one ^The
treasure had been found Th# npvt r>,r
to^rrhtr?rrdepar/?(5 8tePhena went back
who *2/Si„C,0le,' a *0,d-crazed negro.
aflZu nuntin^ treasure in the hold
h'f P 5edJnto the Icy sea a mo-
nient before the Donna Isabel sank His
Kurre.,Cl%d hlm" ,the n^ro be"ng lost
^xposure made nearly everyone but I dv
hrrfkeD^him ehhenSiInsane- Her ,ove
S" 5sk •"« •« ie:
i-v5xs?,;hS"te?."?st
Aroused* 1de^th"
health consciousness and finally
I could no longer keep back the on*
question which trembled on my llpa.
"But you, Doris, you! bo you still
mean what you said yonder? Are
we only saved to lose each other?
Have you heard? Do you know any.
thing of him?"
The red blood flooded the pale
cheeks,' the long lashes veiling the
Bray eyes.
"Oh, not now; don't speak of that
now."
"Rut I must. I cannot wait in sus-
pense," I Insisted, lifting myself on
the pillow. "You hava heard—tell
me."
"I—I have been a coward," she fal-
tered. "I—I have not asked; I have
not even told my name to those on
board. I was afraid the knowledge
might place all under arrest; besides
I—I wanted to nurse you."
I looked at her, my heart falling,
my voice trembling as I spoke.
"But—but are you going to—Ene
land?"
"Yes."
"When?
There was a long pause, In which I
heard her rapid breathing.
"They—they tell me I can get pas-
sage on an English vessel, the Al-
batross, within a few days after we
reach Buenos Ayres."
Her hand tightened on mine, and
she dropped to her knees, her face
burled in the coverlet.
I fought the devil In me like a man,
my hands clenched, my teeth set fierce^
ly, but it was a while before I could
control my voice sufficiently for re-
ply. She did not lift her head, and as
I continued to gaze at her my heart
throbbed with a love which became
sacrifice.
"Doris," I managed to whisper at
lMt, "whatever you believe to be
right I will think right also. Only let
through the open port at the gray
vista of sea.
"That was It, Mr. Marsden," I said,
my voice shaking to the memory of it.
"It was the liell of the great ocean—
it broke our hearts."
□
"But Now We Both Know."
me be alone for a little while—just a
little while, until I can fight this out
and corquer."
She lifted her head, her hand on my
hair, her gray eyes looking frankly
into mine.
t J~Z}, thanl1 you> Jack," she smiled
tremblingly. The next moment I was
alone.
CHAPTER XXX.—Continued.
"What vessel is this?"
"The El Cid, Valparaiso to Buenos
Ayres—a coast-trader."
"And the others? Do they live?"
"All but Sanchet; he died the night
after our rescue. Kelly is half
crazed yet, but they think he will get
over It. De Nova was very badly
frozen, but Ce!*ste was out on deck
yesterday."
I lay there looking at her, striving
valiantly to put all these horrors
away. «nd to face the present and the
ntrjra My handclasp tightened, for]
i® LWaS Sittlng: up and Partially
dressed that evening, Marsden, the
chief mate, came in and told me brief-
.. . story ot our rescue.
"We were considerably to the west
of our course," he said, gravely, "be-
cause we had met headwinds and a
heavy Sea all the way down the coast.
ci ^ jUSt at daybrfcak when we
sighted your boat In longitude 78 de-
grees west and latitude 53 degrees,
17 minutes south. I've been knocking
about at sea for 20 years, Mr. Ste-
kS8' ,vUt °ever saw a more pitiful
sight than that longboat presented
when we got up alongside. The Jib
held but the mainsail was In tatters,
and for a minute or two I didn't think
there was a living soul aboard. There
was a man forward lashed down with
ropes, dead; a man and a woman were
wrapped up in blankets amidships,
leaning against each other, their eyes
closed. Close up to the stern another
woman was lying with her arms about
your neck and hiding your face."
i ♦KD°rSv' WUh her arms about me!"
I thought. How well I knew the desper-
ation that could lead her to the em-
brace she had ever refused me! Mars-
den went on:
"A big fellow held to the tiller as
If he was froze there, but he'd dropped
down until his head hung dangling as
the boat rocked. There wasn't one of
them took any notice of us until we
were fairly alongside. Then this bi*
sailor lifted his head and stared dull-
eyed like he thought he saw a vision,
and when I spoke to him the woman
that had her arms about you stag-
gered to her knees and began to cry
Good Lord, sir, but it made my heart
ache, and I never saw so much misery
in any human face before. Well, we
fell to, and got you all on the El Cid.
hoisted the whole outfit over the rail'
and, barring the dead man, I reckon
you're all good for a spell of life yet."
"They told you our story?"
"Yes—most of it, anyway; and I
understand all right what it was did
you up so. it wasn't hunger or cold,
but Just the loneliness aa' straia."
I looked away (ron >>t
As the El Cid sped on her way up
the Patagonlan coast iny strength
came rapidly back, and I soon found
my way on deck, where, wrapped
against the chHl of the wind, I passed
much time talking with Doris, seeing
De Nova and Kelly now and then.
Celeste was often with us, her oyes
roguish as ever, but her face thin and
white. Once, when we chanced to be
left alone together, I undertook to
question the girl.
^ hat is the matter between you
and De Nova. Celeste? Have you two
fallen out?"
She tossed her head, flashing her
eyes at me.
"I not know we ever fall In," she
said, pouting prettily. "ne Ver' nice
for a sailor, but w'y do I want a sail
-or? I want ze sea no more ever."
.'T68' bUt De Nova can <luit sea."
"Non. non!" she cried, shaking her
head roguishly, "I have a very good
time wiz Mons. De Nova! he talk nice,
he make love nice—but it is all over
now."
"You mean you are going back to
Europe?"
She shrugged her shoulders, her
teeth gleaming.
"Oui, monsieur; I go wiz madam to
London, to Paree; zaro I have plaisir."
"But De Nova? How does ho
take it?"
"Pah! he get over it; I know ze
sailor. See, monsieur; w'at I tell
you?"
I glanced aft in the direction she
pointed. Within the companion stood
the debonair mate, his little black
mustaches curled jauntily upward, his
teeth merrily glistening, as he smiled
down upon a rosy-cheeked damsel,
whom I recognized as the stewardess.
My companion patted her little foot
on the deck.
"Pah! did I not tell you, monsieur?
I know ze sailor."
She swept away with the swift
movement of a bird, and I turned my
face about to perceive Marsden stand-
ing silently beside me. He drew up
a deck chair and sat down at my side.
His grave face and manner led me to
speak first.
"I have been wondering," I said
slowly, "whether you intend to report
us as soon as you make land. No
doubt you heard the story ot the Sea
Queen at Valparaiso, and have already
guessed us to be the survivors of the
crew of that yacht."
"Why, yes," stroking his beard; "we
have no doubt as to that. We know
little of the affair of the Sea Queen
oeyond what your man Kelly has told
us, as we were up the north coast at
the time. However, I do cot think
there will be anything gained by re-
porting your rescue immediately, for
no one can care particularly about
your arrest except possibly a British
officer or such. The Chileans are stlK
busy with their war, and the man who
owned the yacht being dead—"
"You—you—mean Lord Darling-
ton?" •
"Yes; that Is what ! came here to
tell you about. I have been waiting
until you were strong enough to hear
the story. I thought you were the one
Who ought to tell her." He paused
doubtfully. "I understand she is
Lady Darlington?"
"Yes." I answered, my voice trem-
bling in my eagerness to comprehend
fully. "But are you sure her husband
is dead?"
"Regarding that fact there Is no
possible doubt, Mr. Stephens. We
were ln port at Valparaiso barely
three hours, but long enough to hear a
brief account of the affair. It seems
Lord Darlington had in some way
quarreled with or insulted a Chilean
naval officer. This officer being on
duty in the grounds of the presidento
the night of the declaration of war,
the two met again and renewed their
quarrel. The officer was drunk and
abusive,-and his lordship drew a re-
volver. They were separated at that
time by the guard, but an hour later
the Englishman was found beside the
fountain of the inner court dead from
a knife-thrust in his back. His mur-
derer disappeared instantly and most
mysteriously."
"My God!" I exclaimed, dazed with
the information. "It must have been
Sanchez!"
"It must have been Sanchez," Mars-
den repeated, soberly. "He was flee-
ing from the crime when he ran into
your party. It was his own haunting
conscience that put the idea of the
ghosts Kelly tells about into his head.
You will tell her the story?"
Ye8'" 1 sald- not venturing to look
into his face, realizing that he under
stood.
I sat there, It seemed for hours, en-
deavoring to muster up courage for
my task as I watched, far la the dis-
tance. the darkening outlines of Cape
Flores. At last I went slowly down
the companionway Into th* cabin
Slowly and falteringly at first, but
gaining control of my vole# aa I pro-
ceeded, I told her all. marking the
pallor of b«r cheek, th* horror la her
•yos. For another age I sat slleat
«mU« serosa Us dassrtsd o*fcla eut
through an open port, afraid to dis-
turb the motionless woman beside as,
Finally my lingers, almost uncon-
sciously, crept across the rail of the
settee until they touched her own.
"Doris," I whispered, pleading^,
confused by her silence, "is it possible
that you already knew this?"
She did not raise her bowed head,
but I felt the soft pressure of her
hand.
Yes, Jack, I—I knew," shs ac
knowledged, doubtfully. "Sanchez
told me In the boat when he felt
himself to be dying. It was then I
came back and took you in my arms.
But I couldn't tell you—I could not
tell you. I felt that if we were
saved you must learn it from other
lips than mine."
"But now we both know."
She lifted her eyes suddenly, eyes
misty with tears, and I realized the
truth forever.
THE END.
Make the Liver
Do its Duty
CARTER'S LITTLE
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■tally but firmly
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■Atla.
NOT THE SPEAKER'S PROVINCE
Orator to Follow Was Proper Person
to Comply with Request of
Enthusiast.
Preachers of all denominations oc-
cupied chairs upon the platform. They
were giving their voices and influence
to the overthrow of a political boss.
The Presbyterian clergyman had the
floor and most vigorously attacked the
enemy. He delivered some fierce," tell-
ing: thrusts, and the audience was
with him. The boss received some
cruel jabs.
"That's right, soak him!" encour-
aged a man with a stentorian voice
who bad standing room in the rear.
As the clergyman warmed up to his
subject the interrupting "soak him!"
came from the rear with greater pow-
er and frequency.
The speaker paused. He was not
irritated, but gently threw the audi-
ence into a good-natured hysteria by
saying:
"The Intentions of the gontleman
In the rear are good, but wholly tnop
portune and 111 advised. If he'll kind-
17 reserve his comments for the next
speaker, Brother Herrick of the Bap-
tist church, he'll be accommodated
no doubt."
Better and more economical
thaa uqntd antiseptics
TOR ALL TOILET USES.
pAXTINE
■ TOILET ANTISEPTIC
1
perspiration and bodv cwinr.—n...,u
mouth and
A little Paxtiae
wived in a glut of hot
makes a delightful aatisept
luboB, possessing evtraon
cleansing, germicidal and neal.
. jag power, end absolutely harm-
i ess. Try a Sample. 50c. a
large box it druggiAs or by maiL
THK PAXTQN ToiHTOo., BoeTON, Maes.
TOUCHES THEIR TENDER SPOT.
Most Men Have Weakness for Being
Photographed on Horseback, Saye
Observant Photographer.
A young man went out with a cam
era one morning not long ago and
took seven snap shots of early morn
,g.w°rSeback ri,ler8- H« Bent P^ofs
or the plcturfs that turned out well
to the men who were photographed
and every one of the men sent him an
tureY t0 flniSh UP * feW 0t ^ plc"
"Of course they did," said a more
experienced amateur photographer
when he heard about it. "A man will
always buy a picture of himself on a
orse unless he's an unusually poor
rhler and looks bad on a horse. No
®ft"how modest a man is. you
catch him at the one time when you
may appeal to his vanity, when he's
mounted on a good riding horse."
This Mixed-Up World.
If things would not run into each
other so, it would be a thousand times
easier, and a million times pleasanter
ness Se ^ W°rld" ^ the ,heeP"
iness be set on one side and the
goatiness on the other, and immediate-
ly you know where you are. It |s not
necessary to ask that there be any in-
th9aSeth°f theK0n®' or any diminution of
the othej-, but only that each shall
pre-empt its own territory, and stay
there Milk is g00d. and water u
good, but don't set the milk pall under
n„?nI)Umpt;) Pleasur« softens pain, but
pain embitters pleasure; and who
would not rather have his happiness
concentrate into one memoraMe day
ha shall gleam and glow through a
lifetime, than have It spread out ov.r
a dozen comfortable commonplace
humdrum forenoons and afternoons
each one as like the other aa two ne.J
in a pod?—Gail Hamilton.
The Hour Glass.
Instead of being obsolete and sim-
ply an interesting relic, the hour glass
n various forms is a twentieth cen
tury neceasity. A machinist author-
ity points out that for such purposes
.. timing, h.r«„to, „„
heats in twist drill manufacture
where seconds or minutes must be
gauged accurately, nothing s.rves like
Hie hour glass with the right amount
of sand. Accuracy to fractions of a
second can be had much mors saily
thsn by watching the hands of a
WAtCO.
ANNUAL LOSS IS ENORMOUS
Two Hundred Million Dollars a Year
Might Be Added to Wealth
of Country.
Computing that there are in the
United States at least 300,000 indigent
consumptives who should be cared for
In charitable or semi-charitable sana-
toria and hospitals, the National As-
sociation for the Study and Preven-
tion of Tuberculosis estimates that
the annual cost to the country for the
treatment of these persons would be
$50,000,000 at the rate of $1,669 per
day per patient At the lowest pos-
sible estimate the country loses $200-
000,000 a year from the incapacity of
these indigent victims of tuberculo-
sis. This would mean a net saving of
t $160,000,000 a year to the United
States if all victims of consumption
who are too poor to afTord proper
treatment In expensive sanatoria were
cared for at the expense of the munici-
pality, county or state. And this an-
nual gain does not include the enor-
mous saving that would accrue from
the lessened Infection due to the seg.
regation of the dangerous consump-
tives ln Institutions.
By a patient loving endurance of
annoyance are we preparing our-
selves gradually for the discipline of
trials.—E. M. Goulburn.
A nagging wife makes her husband
forget his other troubles.
,n\?T?Ctarrt 0t artl8t,c ^rnlture
la Paris has Just completed a chair
fore-legs of which are of miu
Know How
To Keep Cool?
When Summer's sun
and daily toil heat the
blood to an uncomfort-
able degree, there is noth-
ing so comforting and
cooling as a glass of
Iced
Postum
served with sugar and a
little lemon.
Surprising, too, how
the food elements relieve
fatigue and sustain one.
The flavour is deli-
cious—and Postum
really a food drink.
"Thwt'a a Beaton**
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