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9 “That little girl wants to speak to/ou.” “I know it; but dis is leap year, cn’ I ain't tak- ing no chances!” + The Landship The Adventurer Lloyd Osbourne. (Copyright, 1907, by D. Appleton & Co.) SYNOPSIS OF PRECEDING CHAI'TERS, nd gold | ‘ismaqul yeni ther men he. is en: m trthe Vages and for “a are fol CHAPTER X24 (Continued.) The Signals. HERE was no time to waste in I further congratulations. The pressing need was to answer the ship, and so systematize their work that {t should be as little cumbersome as possible. The engineer, | with a chamols skin that had been used for straining gasoline, was appointed signaller; Vera, timer; Henderson, re- corder; Kirk, sender and decipherer. By this division the laboriousness of ‘he |" task was lessened, and though it was impossible to make {t anything but | tedious and slow, the results were and much confusion eliminated. “Twenty-five, five, nineteen,” an- wwered Kirk. ‘‘Yes.'" The signals ceased on elther side, and moon after the ship's light sank, fllck- ered and went out. Thelr own, too, urer Was extinguished, and with it seemed | to go the stars. Kirk awoke with warm raindrops pi tering In his face. The hoarse note of a aquall broke on his ears, Hie sat up, and even as he did so the heavens detonated with terrific explosions, and flash after flash of lightning lit the slumbering fig- ures about him. They were on thelr feet in an instant and clustered about him; the rain descended In torrents and the win! whistled and shrieked. Wet to the skin, olinging to one another to withstand the violent gusts, apprehen- sive every moment of being struck by the lightning that incessantly played wdout them, they waited in misery for the squall to pass and vent its rage ‘on the black night beyond. The Squall. ‘At dawn the weather horizon was fwild and stormy and part of tt hidden | by fiercely advancing curtains of rain Suddenly through the gloom of an oncoming squall, as unexpected and! ‘Startling as the fabled phantasm that aunts the stormy seas below the Cape, “nere loomed into view the towering | masts and closely reofed sills of the| Fortuna, driving mistily on the wings) of the gale. Gesticulating figures point- ed wildly at them. The doatswain's mtistle piped shrilly. Men were rushing to their stations and letting everything fly. The huge brakes screamed as steel ‘was ground to steel and the enormous fabric slowed and stopped. ‘A ladder was thrown over her side. Bearded faces could be seen, cheering ‘and clustering, in a yellow. glistening Kirk Wins Vera and Pot of Gold: Homeward with Survivors of the Great Treasure Hunt. The Wisdom of the Young ‘'n wade out!” LOO, Fortuna Turns up in a mad hurly-burly of streaming ollsking, - A few minutes later the Fortuna, un- der storm trysail and triple-reefed f was tearing her wi rough the dark and flooded llano eward boun: CHAPTER XXXI. Homeward Bound. Te gale held. The Fortuna out- did herself. Every bit of day- light was taken advantage of, and she was pressed to the utmost. On the afternoon of their third day out, as they drew near Felicidad, it wi decided to Mghten her of every super- fluous ounce of weight in the hope of Setting her in by dusk “Land ho!” here away?” ree points on the starboard bow!"’ The Fortuna rolled on majestically, disdaining to shorten sail or sl her headway by an Inch, Kirk aimed her at the centre of the settlement, de- termined to bring her up, all standing, in the great court {tself, There was a grinding far, the groan of me to a moan, The ponderous wheels slowly came to rest. ‘The voyage was over. sgish voice from the merry, tious crowd below yelled out: ‘hat ship's that?” Then came the answer in a etentorian vole: “Topsail Kirkpatrick “Where from?" An Exultant Return. ree days out of Cassiquiarl, in treasure!" Wi way up to Kirk, “What orders, captain?” he asked, in al blunt, cool, satloriike way, ly dear old chap,” said Kirk, “1 have given my last order, and the only captain I know now ts thls young lady, I've signed on for a ilfe's crulse, and all you have to do is to wish me luck!" ith all my heart, sir," cried Wicks, “and it I may take the Mberty—may God bless you both!” ANNs Mae oma eledle) rel ice Kirk's share was $437,000. He invested $400,000 in firat-claas securities and de- voted the odd $37,000 to his honeymoon. Vera and he worked their hardest to spend it, but had to admit at last, with great reluctance, that the task seemed beyond them. They were both of sim- ple tastes and, as Kirk remarked, nelther of them had been expensively enough educated. He did try a valet but the creature got so confoundedly on his nerves, and added so much fuss and formality to existence, that he was glad to dismiss him. After a. few months' wandering in Europe they re- turned to America and settled on Long Island in order that “Kirk might be close to the works in Jersey City. He goes there every day in a small steam yacht, and on summer afternoons Vera is ugually aboard to meet him on his return, It must be admitted that among their fashionable neighbors they have the reputation of belng rather poky peaple, in spite of their romantic hm tory, who go out but seldom, and do not care to extend a very narrow ac. quaintarce. chooner Fortuna, Capt. hi THE END, maes of ollskins and sou'westers. From “be bridge others were darting down, | their voices lost in the bursting of the squall which at this moment opened with all the roar of heaven's artilery Lightning flashed and forked, Thunder pealed. The wind swelled to fury and howled through the rigging as though eo carry the very masts before It. Kirk supportetd Vera in his arms aud preceded by Crawshaw and Hen- derson, the little party struggled against the blast and totled laboriously across ‘the cable's length that separted them from the ship, They painfully mounted the ladder, their muddy feet slipping en its rungs, their icy hands hardly ‘wble to hold the wet and slippery rope. One By one they reached the rail and ‘mare aboard, > be awellewed | East Lynne” \ New York story for New Yorkers, written exclusively fost The! Evesiag World by Clara Morris, begins to- morrow. It isthe best story Clara Morris ever wrote ” Don'tMissIt! “Save me, Johnnie!” “Aw, I've saved yer three times alreavy! G'wan ‘The Million- tal on metal, a shrill screech dying ks, elbowing vigorously, forced his Your Berrcr LET HAM CO GEE! THE MILLION DoLLAR KID WHAT HAS 1S ARRESTED! WEALTH! Kid—I'll have youse broke for dis! Dollar Kid THE LAW 13 NO HE'S PINCHED LIKE RESPECTER OF A POOR man! THAT'S Him! HE INSULTED A aire! 5 HEARD Him! “What's the’—— ‘Aw, Dutchie dere says he’s a better man dan de ward.” me ‘cause he kin cuss in two .anguages!” The Evening World Daily Magazine, Friday, January 17, 1908: By T. S, Allen. “De Judge said my paw was de biggest tank in “Aw, shut up; ye’re always bragging about yer family! By R. W. Taylor ae SF EVERY BODY — RICH OR PooR! TAKE THAT! AND COME WIT''ME! You CET SIX MonTHS FOR THIS! PRESENT Fort You, OFFICER! —Tavor Ignore His Postals. Dear Retty: KEPT company four years ago with @ young gro yman, We had a couple of quarreis because he wanted my mother to buy more groceries from him than she needed. I have not seen him since. He had another girl before me ani he treated her just the same. He now sends me postals without sign- ing his name, What shall I do? Do you think he cares for me’ 8. 8. M Don't pay any attention to the postals if you do not wieh to renew the friend- ship. He seems to care for you still, A Difference in Religion. Dear Betty: nat ] ‘AM In love with a young man who is two months younger than I, ana I know he loves me, too. We are of different gions. Do you think : shoukl be an obstacle to our marriage? | WORRL | Difference in religion should be no ob-| stacle to marrh are many | the husband appy marriages and wife are of diffe: She Is Too Cold. nt religions. | Dear Betty AM engaged to a young lady of nine teen, I am eleven years her senior. I love her dearly, but she does not seem to love me, The more I speak of love to her the less she seems to care for me. She is a home-loving, quiet girl, I have complained to her parents aMput her demeanor. They tell me she Joves me, but ie unable to show wo me SHE FE I IF EF EOE OF FF FE IE I I 8 IE 08 98 IE IE OIE EF EE OF Et OF 28 OF OF OF OF OE OF OF OF OF 28 08 OE 08 EE OE OF Ot OE OF Ot OE OF Ob OE OE OF OF OE OF * ’ Gives ’ ’ % & Betty Vincent Fite On Courtship »« Marriage : SS ot ot ot ot ot ot ot of oF ot Ot OF OF GF OF Ob Ot OF OF UE UF Ot ot Ut ot ot ot ot UE Ot ot OF RRRRR RR RRR RC rrr eRe RRR RRR RR i Re He Loves Her Again. the love which js !n her heart. 1 ought to show it and try to please me What 1s your opinion? I ha her up. ANXIOUS. Do not give her up. love deeply are not demo: e will make @ good wif Dhaere are seventeen girls’ names in ¢his quilt. Can you Sind them all? BCOO000 ODO 00000000! At Matrimony Boarding House Tess Doesn't Believe in Poking Fun at So 8 Serious a Game. : ) poo new marriage license 2" 1 asked Tess last evening, at the same time removing what ap- peared to be a section of the subway from the bread. “You'd better try the next counter,” she replied, calmly ignoring an elderly lady at the head of the table who was trying to attract her attention by playing an anvil chorus on the plates. “It always gets me why people make an easy mark ef marriage and take a Jab at everything that goes with It. Ain't I right? Pick up any paper, turn over to the funny cracks, und you'll find nearly all of them about marriage. “Take in @ show, and what do you get? Something in a suit of clothes wanders out before the footlights and grinds out a splel like this: ‘When I married my wife sis was 80 sweet I felt like eating her. We're married six years now, and I'm sorry I didn’t eat her.’ And he gets a large, nojsy hand from the audience. “But it isn't only the papers and the musical burglars who are guilty. Hverybody’s the same; always there with a dent for marriage. ‘Take Mrs, Sturve-em. Every time she hears some girlie on her list ts w ing a flash on the third finger she gets poor Violet In a quiet corner and hands her this gentle game: ‘I ain very glod, my dear, you have dectded to fight lite’s battle hand in hand with such a brave and handsom “protector, the dec 1 {mago of my first husband; let me kiss you. Life to you, I buppage (as it once did to me) looks like a nickel glass ball en a Christmas tree, fartut of reach of tho cat; but you Httle dream, poor child, of the sad awakening coming your way In a short while and the terrible life you'll lead, the same as every other poor mar- tled woman. I know, for I've been through the gates three tim “Now, isn't that a lovely bunch of congratulations to hand out to a nice Uttle girlle who thinks George Washington looks like her Only-Only? ‘But here's the funny part of the argument: When No, 3 cashed in the old fady swore at every meal she'd never take up the reins again, but poor hubby was hardly through telling St. Peter how {t happened, when she was setting a trap for old whiskerino over there killing the bread “You know that little brown eyed hat builder on the third floor front? Well, fhe went downtown last week with her future meal ticket to get @ Moense, and from what she says t's a pretty stiff game to run up against, They stood there three hours, breathing everything but alr, Some newspaper detectives picket? her off with a camera, and the other night her face was in four papers, ‘There she was as large as life in the centre of a gang of language twisters, and the moment you took a pike at thelr faces you'd button up your coat. “While she was in the line a fluffy Henrietta waltzed In, dragging ® young fellow by the collar, There was an awful crowd, and when she saw the line she ralsed a loud baw! about this being a free country and having to stand in line to cough up a dollar to buy somebody an automobile, Sho felt eo bad about tt he told her to drift outstde {nto the park and take a look at all the pretty flowers with their winter coats on, promising to call her when he got !n sight dt the window. “After a lot of coaxing from the crowd she went out, but she had hardly tasted the blue air n who should come along but her first heart disturber, Invite to two-step over to Jersey, where there's no line and few questto and sign the papers; and so, ike the veteran of three wars that Mrs, Starve-en gave a five dollar bill to yesterday to get “That's 1 sympathe: invade th: “I suppose the poor fellow standing in line walted ar4 alted until the office closed, and then went away broken hearted, eh?” “Broken hearted, fish cakes!” lied, tightly screwing the cover on tha ketchup bottle, much to the chagrin of a youngster opposite. ‘There were tuo doors to the place, and Henrietta was hardly out of one when he was shaking hands with the othe “ow HAT 1s the reason everybody's poking fun at the Does a man stay away f a girl if he c dead that if she loves as I love her sie res for her? 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