Foss Enterprise. (Foss, Okla.), Vol. 8, No. 35, Ed. 1 Friday, July 9, 1909 Page: 3 of 8
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SERIAL
STORY
INTO THE
PMiTIVE
By 1
ROBERT AMES BENNET
WvitritlMS H
RAY WALTERS
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(Copyright, IN>, bji.C. MoClurg * Oa.)
SYNOPSIS.
.The story opena with the shipwreck of
the steamer on which Misa Oenevleve
Leslie, an American heiress. Lord Wln-
thrope, an EngUahman, and Tom Blake,
• brusque American, were passengers.
The three were tossed upon an uninhab-
ited Island and were the only ones not
irowned. Blake recovered from a drunk-
■n stupor. Blake, shunned on the boat,
because of his roughness, became a hero
M preserver of the helpless pair. The
Englishman was suing for the hand of
Miss Leslie. Blake started to swim back
to the ship to recover what was left.
Blake returned safely. Wlnthrope wasted
bis last match on a cigarette, for which
he was scored by Blake. Their flrst meal
was a dead flsli.
CHAPTER III.—Continued.
"To be sure, the Japanese eat raw
fish," admitted Wlnthrope.
"Yes; and you'd swallow your share
of It if you had an Invite to a swell
dinner in Tokyo. Go on now, both of
you. It's no Joke, I tell you. You've
got to eat, if you expect to get to wa-
ter before night. Understand? See
that headland south? Well, it's 100 to 1
we'll not And water short of there, and
If we make it by night, we'll be doing
better than I figure from the looks of
these bogs. Now go to chewing. That's
It! That's fine, Miss Jenny!"
Miss Leslie had forced herself to
take a nibble of the raw flBh. The
flavor proved less repulsive than she
bad expected, and its moisture was so
grateful to her parched mouth that
Bhe began to eat with eagerness. Not
to be outdone, Wlnthrope promptly
followed her lead. Blake had already
cut himself a second slice. After he
had cut more for his companions, he
began to look them over with a close-
ness that proved embarrassing to Miss
Leslie.
"Here's more of the good stufT," he
said. "While you're chewing it, we'll
■ort of take stock. Everybody shell
out everything. Here's my outfit—
three shillings, half a dozen poker
chips, and not another blessed— Say,
•That's become of that whisky flask?
have you seen my flask?
"Here it is. right beside me, Mr.
Blake," answered Miss Leslie. "But
It is empty."
"Might be worse! What you got?
—hairpins, watch? No pocket, I sup-
pose?"
"None; and no watch. Even most
of my pins are gone," replied the girl,
and she raised her hand to her loosely
coiled hair.
'<,.ell, bold on to what you've got
left. They may come in for fish-
hooks. Let's see your shoes."
Miss Leslie slowly thrust a slender
little foot just beyond the hem of her
draggled white skirt.
"Good Lord!" groaned Blake, "slip
pers, and high heels at that! How do
you expect to walk in those things?"
"I can at least try," replied the girl,
With spirit.
"Hobble! Pass 'em over here, Win-
nie. my boy."
The slippers were handed over.
Blake took one after the other and
wreched off the heel close to its base.
"Now you've at least got a pair of
slippers," he said, tossing them back
to their owner. "Tie them on tight
with a couple of your ribbons, if you
don't want to lose them in the mud.
Now, Winthropa what you got beside
the knife?"
Wlnthrope held out a bunch of long
flat keys and his cigarette case. He
opened the latter and was about to
throw away the two remaining cigar-
ettes when Blake grasped his wrist.
"Hold on! even they may come In
for something. We'll at least keep
them until we need the case."'
"And the keys?"
"Make arrow-heads, If we can get
Are."
"I've heard of savages making lire
by rubbing wood."
"Yes; and we're a long way from
being savages—at present. All the
show we have is to find some kind of
quarts or flint, and the sooner we start
to look the better. Got your slippers
tied, Miss Jenny?"
"Yes; I think they'll do."
"Think! It's knowing the thing
re. let me look."
Yhs Ctrl shrank back; but Blake
stooped and examined flrst one slipper
and then the other. The ribbons about
both were tied In dainty bows. Blake
Jerked them loose and twisted them
flrmly over and under the slippers and
about the girl's slender ankles before
knotting the ends.
"There; that's more like. You're
not going to a dance," he growled.
He thrust the empty whisky flask
into his hip pocket and went back to
pass a sling of reeds through the gills
of the coryphene.
"All ready now," he called. "Let's
get a move on. Keep my coat closer
about your shoulders, Miss Jenny, and
keep your shade up, if you don't want
a sunstroke."
"Thank you, Blake, I'll see to that,"
said Wlnthrope. "I'm going to help
Miss Leslie along. I've fastened our
two shades together, bo that they will
answer for both of us."
"How about yourself, Mr. Blake?"
inquired the girl. "Do you not find the
sun fearfully hot?"
"Sure; but I wet my head in the
sea, and here's another souse."
As he rose with dripping head from
beside the pool he slung the coryphene
on his back and started off without
further words.
CHAPTER IV.
A Journey In Desolation.
ORNING was well advanced
and the sun beat down upon
the three with almost over-
powering fierceness. The heat would
have rendered their thirst unendurable
had not Blake hacked off for them bit
after bit of the moist coryphene flesh.
In a temperate climate ten miles
over firm ground is a pleasant walk
for one accustomed to the exercise.
Quite a different matter is ten miles
across mud-fiats, covered with a tan-
gle of reeds and rushes, and frequently
dipping into salt marsh and ooze. Be-
fore they had gone a mile Miss Leslie
would have lost her slippers had it
Stopped, Utterly Spent.
13*
not been for Blake's forethought In
tying them so securely. Within a lit-
tle more than three miles the girl's
strength began to fail.
"Oh, Blake." called Wlnthrope, for
the American was some yards in the
lead, "pull up a bit on that knoll. We'll
have to rest a while, I fancy. Miss
Leslie is about pegged."
""What's that?" demanded Blake.
"We're not half-way yet!"
Wlnthrope did not reply. It was all
he could do to drag tue girl up on the
hummock. She sank, half-fainting,
upon the dry reeds, and he sat down
beside her to protect her with the
shade. Blake stared at the miles
of swampy flats which yet lay between
them and the out-jutting headland of
gray rock. The base of the cliff was
screened by a belt of trees; but the
nearest clump of green did not look
more than a mile nearer than the
headland.
"Hell!" muttered Blake, despondent-
ly. "Not even a short four mMes.
Mush and sassiety girls!"
Though he spoke to himself the
others heard him. Miss Leslie flushed
and would have risen had not Wln-
thrope put his hand on her arm.
"Could you not go on and bring
back a flask of water for Miss Leslie?"
he asked. "By that time she will be
rested."
"No; I don't fetch back any flasks
of water. She's going when I go, or
you can come on to suit yourselves."
"Mr. Blake, you—you won't go and
leave me here! If you have a sister
—if your mother—"
"She died of drink, and both my
sisters did worse."
"My God, man! do you mean to say
you'll abandon a helpless young girl?"
"Not a bit more helpless than were
my sisters when you rich folks' guar-
dians of law and order jugged me for
the winter 'cause I didn't have a job
and turned both alrla Into th« atraet
—onto the street, if you know what
that means—one only 16 and the other
17. T>M( about helpless young girls—
Damnation!"
Miss Leslie cringed back as though
she had been struck. Blake, however,
seemed to have vented his anger in
the curse, for when he again spoke
there was nothing more than impa-
tience In his tone. "Come on, now;
get aboard. Wlnthrope couldn't lug
you a half-mile,, and long's It's the
only way don't be all day about it.
Here, Wlnthrope, look to the fish."
"But, my dear fellow. 1 don't quite
take your idea, nor does Miss Leslie, I
fancy," ventured Wlnthrope.
"Well, we've got to get to water or
die; and as the lady can't walk she's
going on my back. It's a case of
have-to."
"No! I am not—I am not! I'd sooner
die!"
"I'm afraid you'll find that easy
enough later on, Miss Jenny. Stand
by, Wlnthrope. to help her up. Do
you hear? Take the knife and fish and
lend a hand."
There was a note in Blake's voice
that neither Wlnthrope nor Miss Les-
lie dared disregard. Though scarlet
with mortification, she permitted her-
self to be taken pick-a-back upon
Blake's broad shoulders and meekly
obeyed his command to clasp her
hands about ills throat. Yet even at
that moment, such are the inconsis-
tencies of human nature, she could not
but admire the ease with which he
rose under her weight.
Now that he no longer had the slow
pace of the girl to consider, he ad-
vanced at his natural gait, the quick,
tireless stride of an American railroad
surveyor. His feet, trained to swamp
travel in Louisiana and Panama,
seemed to find the firmest ground as
by instinct, and whether on the half-
dried mud of the hummocks or In the
ankle-deep water of the bogs, they felt
their way without slip or stumble.
Wlnthrope, though burdened only
with the half-eaten coryphene, tolled
along behind, greatly troubled by the
mud and the tangled reeds, and now
and then flung down by some unlucky
misstep. His modish suit, already
much damaged by the Bait water, was
soon Bmeared afresh with a coating of
greenish slime. His one consolation
waB that Blake, after jeering at his first
tumble, paid no more attention to
him. On the other hand, he was cut
by the seeming indifference of Miss
Leslie. Intent on his own misery, he
failed to consider that the girl might
br suffering far greater discomfort and
humiliation.
More than three miles had been cov-
ered before Blake stopped on a hum-
mock. Releasing Miss Leslie,) he
stretched out on the dry crest of the
knoll and called for a slice of the Ash.
At his urging the others took a few
mouthfuls, although their throats were
so parched that even the moist flesh
afforded scant relief. Fortunately for
them all, Blake had been thoroughly
trained to endure thirst. He rested
less than ten minutes; then taking
Miss Leslie up again like a rag doll,
he swung away at a good pace.
The trees were less than half a
mile distant when he halted for the
second time. He would have gone to
them without a pause, though his mus
cles were quivering with exhaustion,
had not Miss Leslie chanced to look
around and discover that Wlnthrope
was no longer following them. For
the last mile he had been lagging
farther and farther behind, and now
he had suddenly disappeared. At the
girl's dismayed exclamation, Blake re-
leased his hold and she found herself
standing in a foot or more of mud and
water. The sweat was streaming
down Blake's face. As he turned
around, he wiped it off with his shirt-
sleeves.
"Do you—can it be, Mr. Blake, that
he has had a sunstroke?" asked Miss
Leslie.
"Sunstroke? No; he's Just Wc*
down, that's all. I thought he Lad
more sand—confound him!"
"But the sun is so dreadfully hot,
find I have his shade."
"And he's been tumbling into every
other pool. No; It's not the sun. I've
half a mind to let him lie—the paper-
legged swell! It would no more than
square our aboard-ship accounts."
"Surely, you would not do that, Mr.
Blake! It may be that he has hurt
himself In falling."
"In this mud?—bah! But I guess
I'm in for the pack-mule stunt all
around, Now, now; don't yowl, Miss
Jenny. I'm going. But you can't ex-
pect me to love the snob."
As he splashed away on the return
trail, Miss Leslie dabbed at her eyes
to check the starting tears.
"Oh, dear—Oh, dear!" she moaned;
"what have I done to be so treated?
Such a brute. Oh, dear!—and I am so
thirsty!"
In her despair she would have sunk'
down where she stood had not the
8limlne8s of the water repelled her.
She gazed longingly at the trees, in
the fore of which stood a grove of
stately palms. The half-mile Beemed
an Insuperable distance, but the ride
on Blake's back bad rented her and
thirst goaded her forward.
Stumbling and slipping she waded
on across the Inundated ground, and
ca;pe out upon a half-baked mud-flat,
where the walking was much easier.
But the sun was now almost directly
overhead, and between her thirst and
the heat she soon found herself falter-
ing. She tottered on a few steps
farther, and then stopped, utterly
spent. As she Bank upon the dried
rushes she glanced around and was
vaguely conscious of a strange, double-
headed figure following her path
across the marsh. All about her be-
came black.
The next she knew Blake was
splashing her head* and face with
brackish water out of the whiBky flask
She raised her hand to shield her
face, and sat up, sick and dizzy.
"That's It!" said Blake. He spoke
In a kindly tone, though his voice was
harsh and broken with thirst. "You're
all right now. Pull yourself together |
and we'll get to the trees In a Jiffy."
"Mr. Wlnthrope—?"
"I'm here, Miss Genevieve. It was |
only a wrenched ankle. If I had a J
stirk, Blake, I fancy I could make a |
go of It over this drier ground."
"And lay yourself up for a month.
Come, Miss Jenny, brace up for an-
other try. It's only a quarter-mile,
and I've got to pack him."
The girl was gasping with thirst;
yet she made an effort, and, assisted
by Blake, managed to gain her feet.
She was still dizzy; but as Blake
swing Wlnthrope upon his back, he
told her to take hold of his arm. Wln-
thrope held the shade over her head.
Thus assisted, and sheltered from the
direct beat of the sun-rays, she tot-
tered along beside Blake, half-uncon-
scious.
Fortunately the remaining distance
lay across a stretch of bare dry
ground, for even Blake had all but
reached the limit of endurance. Step
by step he labored on, staggering un-
der the weight of the Englishman and
gasping with a thirst which his ex-
ertions rendered even greater than
that of his companions. But through
the treeB and brush which stretched
away Inland, in a wall of verdure he
had caught glimpses of a broad stream
and the hope of fresh water called out
every ounce of his reserve strength.
At last the nearest palm was only a
few paces distant. Blake clutched
Mlsa Leslie's arm and dragged her
forwttfd With a rush in a final outburst
of e^rgy. A moment later all three
lay gasping in the shade. But the
river was yet another 100 yards dis-
tant. Blake waited only to regain his
breath; then he staggered up and went
on. The others, unable to rise, gazed
after him in silent misery.
Soon Blake found himBelf rushing
through the jungle along a broad trail
pitted with enormous footprints; but
he was so near mad with thirst that
he paid no heed to the spoor other
than to curse the holes for the trouble
they gave him. Suddenly the trail
turned to the left and sloped down a
low bank into the river. Blind to all
else, Blake ran down the slope and
dropping upon his knees plunged his
head Into the water.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
The Marltar Grasshopper.
What is a grasshopper? The latest
definition comes from western Aus-
tralia. Domestic servants are almost
unprocurable there, and wives have to
do nearly all their own household
work. The consequence is that they
are compelled to recuperate at tl sea
side in summer. In their absence the
husbands have to prepare their own
meals and do domestic duty generally.
Husbands so engaged have come to be
locally known as "grasshoppers." No
doubt the word Is the husband of the
more familiar "graBs widow."—Lon-
don Chronicle.
Serial No. 701.
SURELY HAD MONEY'S WORTH.
Uncle Hod Had Come Far to Get It—
and He Got It.
There being no dentist in the little
town where he resided Uncle Hod
Rowdy bush had gone to the county
seat to have an aching tooth ex-
tracted. "I see it's one of your large
molars," said the dentist at whose of-
fice he called, "and It will come pretty
hard. Don't you think you'd better
take gas?"
"I don't know,**, answered Unci#
Hod. "Does It cost anything extra?"
"Yes, It will be two dollars If you
take gas and one dollar If you don't"
'How long does it take to pull It
that way?"
"It won't seem any time at all to
you. You go to sleep and you seem
to vake up immediately and the tooth
Is out."
"And I don't feel It come out?1*
"Not a particle."
Uncle Hod reflected.
"Well," he said, "I've come 27 miles
to have this tooth pulled and I think
I'm entitled to the satisfaction of
knowing when you yank it out—to say
nothln' of savin' a dollar. I don't want
no gas."
From the manner In which Unole
Hod groaned during the subsequent
operation It was inferred that he bad
fully a dollar's worth of "satisfaction."
—Youth's Companion.
Fled from Hoodoo Cat.
Deserted by her crew at the very
moment of sailing for the north, the
fishing schooner Edrle, due to leave at
two o'clock Friday afternoon, still lies
at her moorings and all because of a
cross-eyed black cat. Friday the crew
was making final arrangements to sail,
when a yell resounded out of the hold.
A sailor burst through the hatch,
scrambled over the side and made off
before anyone could stop him.
While the others were gaslng after
his retreating form a yowl came from
the darkness below and a black cat
appeared upon the deck. One look at
the stub-tailed, green-eyed feline was
enough. Every man of the crew
picked up his bundle and silently de-
parted, nor can the captain by any
means lure any of them back on
board.—Sa? Francisco Chronicle.
When Uncle Sam went out after fake drug*
and patent medicines. Dr. Mitchells Eye
Salve with never a chunge in formula or
label at once registered and received Sa
ml No. 701. The influence of I)r. Mitch-
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Bucolic Rebuke.
"Pa is scoldin the new gardener
dreadfully."
"The man Is such a hayseed."
"1 suppose that is the reason pa Is
giving him such a raking over."
Twenty million people a day are help-
ing their digestions with real mint
leaf flavored Wrlgley's Spearmint.
To act with common sense, accord-
ing to the moment, is the best wis-
dom I know.—Horace Walpole.
do Torn n.oTHK* look ykm.ow?
If so, use Red Cross Ball Blue. It will make
them white as snow. 2 oz. package 5 cents.
A man likes to think that a woman
thinks he is better than he knows
ho is.
School teachers take notice! Wrigley'g
Spearmint is good for little stomachs,
better for little teeth.
It Is always the open season for
killing time with some people.
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There is more or less moonshine In
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