The Wateree messenger. (Camden, S.C.) 1884-1942, August 09, 1933, Image 3
FORLORN ISLAND
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SYNOPSIS
With his yacht, the Intrepid, aban
doned by Its or?w, Felix Horton, mil
lionaire, with his mother, hla daugh
ter Nan, and Roy Stuart, puts Into
Bquaw Harbor, Alaska, to recruit.
Vtelllng to secure sailors, Horton en
gages a bunch of nondescripts strand
?d there. A glgantlo Pole, Sandomar,
la their leader. Captain Waymlre, the
Xntrepld's skipper, Is an old friend of
Brio Erlcssen, unemployed, but hold
hag master's papers, and he engages
to sail as chief officer, Horton Is
??eking uncharted Islands. Nan and
Krlo Indulge In a moonlight flirtation,
which brings them both to the thresh
old of Interest In each other, if not
of love. The Intrepid Is wrecked by
one of ftandomar's crowd. Erie takes
command of a small boat, with Horton,
his mother and daughter, Nan's maid
Marie, and Roy Stuart. Unable to
help, they watch Sandomar kill Cap
tain Waymlre and leave the ship with
hla crowd. Waymlre has thrown Eric
? revolver. From one of the Aleuts,
?shore, speaklrfg a little English,
Brlc learns there Is no communication
with the outside world. Flreheart,
priestess of the Island, descended from
? white man In the remote past, also
knowing a little English, welcomes
the castaways. Sandomar, backed by
his crowd, declares there shall be no
law on the island, but Eric, having
the only gun, cows them for tho time,
declaring he Is the law. Ho lays out
work for all, whites and Indians alike.
CHAPTER V? Continued
"Half again as much dried salmon,
Smoked meat, and bread-root must be
put aside for winter," Eric told them
gravely. "Half again as many parkas
and mukluks must be made. It means
from sun to sun in good weather."
He paused, his gaze sweeping the
crowd. Some of Sandomar's men
looked woe-begone. Law and labor,
their special abominations, were
clutching them again.
Eric glanced at Nan, but some devil
of pride glazed her gray eyes and set
her Hps in a grim line. "What would
your highness have us do?" she asked
bitterly. "Chew skins like the Eskl
klraos?"
It must be all or nothing, life or
death. ? Something Just as bad, per
haps. Yet I'm hoping that you three
white women can be spared the worst
jobs, simply because they'd seem so
much harder to you than to the
?quaws."
All work, both by brown and white,
was to be under Eric's general direc
tion. If disputes arose, he would set
tle them. He laid down the proposi
tion that the soil belonged to the
Aleuts, that the conquerors could ex
ploit them, make them labor, rule
them, but thfly must not starve them,
steal from them, or shed their blood.
The sailors cf*uld have only Aleut girls
of proper agte who gave themselves
willingly; they could share the hunt
ers' wives, an old Aleut custom, only
with the husbands' consent. If any
man broke this law, or committed
murder, or mutinied against the cap
tarn, he would be killed.
"There can be no appeal," Eric said
In a low, grave tone. "There'll be no
chance for a second offense. The lives
of the whole party are at stake. I
myself will sentence the law-breaker
and carry out the execution."
Nan's look was sullen ? all her life
she had given commands, never obeyed
them, and discipline was a word she
did not know ? but why did her h?>nrt
leap up? Her gaze was dark with
resentment, yet it could not turn from
the viking form in the blowing mist,
the bright erect head, the grave face
for the moment alight with the flame
of Idealism, the eyes blue with the
essence of the eternal sea. She almost
hated him for dominating her, and de
spised herself for the thrill of It.
On Chechaquo's advice, Eric divided
his forces Into three parties, the first
to kill sea-llons hauling out to breed
on the far beach, the second to gather
eggs and net birds on the rotting,
treacherous shale of the bluffs, and
the third, mostly squaws, to spear,
clean and dry a small early school of
salmon that had escaped the half-built
fish-trap.
Among the squaws at the drying
rack was a lean little woman with
lively motions. It was Mother Hor
ton. With Marie's help she was cut
ting Into strips and hanging the flsh
fast as her "slimer" could supply
them.
The "slimer" had slender, once-love
ly hands. Eric watched them a full
minute before she looked up. It was
Nan, and she had deliberately chosen
the hardest, most disagreeable chore
In sight. She was kneeling on tho
creek bank, cleaning flsh. Her hands
i and face were blood-stained, stiff with
Slime and scales, her fingers were
bleeding from fin-scratches, and she
was sobbing, half In fury, half In pain.
She saw him and sprang to her feet.
With tho sleeve of her parka she wiped
her face of Its stain and tears. "I
wasn't crying," she told him angrily.
"I got sand In my eyes."
"You'd better stop till you get It
out. . . . And I didn't mean you to
do this, anyway."
"I'm not doing It for you." Her
drawn pale cheeks began to darken.
**If you think I am, you're making the
blggr*t mistake of your life. I'd have
Starved before I let you force me to do
Anything."
"It wouldn't have been for me, any
way," Eric said gravely. "It would
be for Law, which I'm trying to repre
sent. I have nothing to win or lose."
She whirled on him In swift fury,
letting go everything. "That isn't
What you told Snndomar last night.
Would you mind saying which girl you
referred to? I don't think It was
Marie. You must know she's ongaged
to Wilcox ? but perhaps that wouldn't
iiake say different k> you."
By Edison Marshall
Copyright by EdUoo UarahaU
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."I referred to you, of course."
"How do you know but that I'm In
love with Roy? Or did you just mean
to take me away from him ? by force,
If necessary. Well, you can give that
up, once and for all. I'll clean fish,
or anything else, for the welfare of
the party ; but don't think I'm ever
going to be your squaw, even If we
stay here the rest of our natural lives.
If I take anyone here, It will be Roy."
Somehow Eric managed to smile.
It was one of the few successful
bluffs he had ever made. "I'm sorry
you took that seriously."
She seemed stunned. "Didn't you
mean It?"
"Naturally not. I supposed you saw
through It Even men like Sando
mar show some restraint to another
man's girl. If he thinks there's a
clcar field, he'll be twice as dan
gerous."
Nan looked down, her eyes dry now
and oddly dark. "I beg your pardon."
"You needn't. It's a worth-while
field, but I'm Just not In It. And If
you're In love with Roy, I wish you'd
marry him ? here In the chapel. I'll
"I'm Not Doing It for You." Her
Drawn Palo Cheoka Began to
1 Darken.
f
say the same to Marie and Wilcox. It
would save a lot of trouble, make you
two girls far safer."
"I'm not In love with Roy ? yet.
Nor with anyone."
"Try to fall soon, won't you? And
now we understand each other, let
me ask you not to clean any more
fish. The squaws don't mind doing
It; they'd rather sit down to a nice
messy job like this than to stand
out In the cold water. Take a spear
( and try your hand, besldo your father.
It's exciting and the sand won't get In
your eyes."
Eric turned quickly, he could not
wear the mask much longer. Pride 1
It was his own private devil. For
pride's sake he had cast away the
most fair and starlit hope that had
ever touched his heart.
That night he built a barricade for
Nan's turf-houRe, and moved an old
lone squaw so he could have a small
hut to himself. It was centrnlly lo
cated, and by knocking out a block of
turf, he made a window to hear Nan's
or Ilorton's softest call. The oaken
door was off a ship cubby, cast up by
the sea long ago, and Its bolt of stone
could not be forced without giving an
alarm. Hero he, too, could sleep se
cure from a surprise attack.
Tired from the day's toll, Sondo
mar's gang went to their hut at sun
down. Though they might plot and
threaten, they would niake no trouble
tonight.
He wakened with a heavy heart Just
before dawn. What If he did win
this Island war with the elemental
powers? For the others ? life, free
dom, the pursuit of happiness; for
him, what gain? Only a succession of
other wars with wave, storm, and
crag ? continued bondage to his Ideal
Ism ? the search for tho distant light
house that ever faded from his sight.
Love? He had denied It. No girl like
Nan would ever cross his trail again;
she was the one girl whose steel could
strike fire from the flint of his soul,
whose greatness called to his own
greatness since the dawn of time; and
he had been afrold to fight for her I
It must be that his viking blood had
paled In his veins, that the high place
In tho world he had willed to win was
a fool's dream; otherwise he would
hew his way to Vnlhalla for a mate
like Nan!
Suddenly he wns called from his
thoughts by a subdued sound outside
his window. Save for tho stillness of
the hour ho would never have caught
It, and there was no enrthly reason
why his heart should fling ngiilnst his
side. . . . Hut there was an un
earthly reason. In the deep of his
sailor soul he knew that this was dew
tiny. All was not lost ? he was to be
given another chance.
A dim white figure stole by his hut
and vanished In the dusk of the creek
bank.
Hllpplng on his parka and mukluks,
Eric quietly followed, but he was wlth
Ing fifty yards of the stream before
he saw the ghost Again. It looked
almost ton bulky for a river spirit,
hut presently It moved weirdly, lost
all animate shape, and then seemed
to separate Into two entitles. One of
these, and Eric knew It was a discard
ed parka, fell And collapsed on the
ground ; and the other stood for a few
brief, breathless seconds In silhouette
against the dark water.
Eric did not turn and creep away.
By Thor and Woden, such folly was
behind him I He waited, breathless,
his presence unguessed, and a soft
voice came stealing through the dark
It was Nan's, and she was address
ing pagan gods. "I am not asleep,"
she said bravely, as the Icy flood al
most took her breath. "I am not dead.
I am alive."
A moment later she had slipped on
her warm fur parka and was hurry
ing back to the turfhouse. She did
not see Eric till she was almost upon
him, then she flung back with a gasp.
He did not speak, but she recognized
him Instantly.
"Spying?" she whispered, bitterly.
"Yes, and glad of It."
I "I thought at least you were a gen
tleman."
"I didn't come any nearer than this,
although I wanted to. I don't ask you
to forgive me ? I'd do It again. But I
do want your forgiveness for the lie
I told you today."
"What lie? I'm cold, you can tell
me In the morning."
"I want to tell you now. It was the
blackest, biggest lie of my life. I said
that I didn't mean my declaration to
Sandomar. I did mean It, from the bot
tom of my heart. I am In the field. I
want you for my own."
Nan stood very still. Her eyes were
long black shadows I/i the white blur
of her face; but he could not guess
their message. "If It was a lie, what
you said today. I'm glad you took It
back," she told him quietly, at Inst.
"I think you are a gentleman ? after
all."
"And you nre loveliest, the bravest
girl I've ever known. I knew it when
I snw you by the salmon pool ? but I
tried to dismiss you as unattainable.
But I'm going to fight for you now.
I'm going to try to win you away from
Roy. You are my mate ? and If I lose
you, I lose all the world."
Nan gazed long and dreamily across
the water to the glimmer of dawn. A
child's sweet look was on her lifted
face. "I'm glad you want me," she
told Eric at last. "It almost makes
me think that there Is something to
me after all ? not Just a spoiled young
hellion? but Eric, It will be a bard
row. The odds are all against you.
you see that. This Island adventure
Is only an Interlude In our lives.
I Some day we'll go back . . . and you
must stay by the sea and the snow.
Besides, you're competing against a
dominant man, a man who always
takes what he wants, and who's got
a head start."
Eric's heart only leaped the stronger.
"But you are mine for the winning?"
"For the winning, yes. I take back
what I told you today, there's no in
surmountable barrier. I'm going In
now, Eric, I'm not cold any more,
but I'll see you In daylight."
"It's daylight now." Eric's low voice
had a Jubilance she had never heard.
He looked out to the grim headlands,
Just emerging from the dark. "It's the
most beautiful summer day I ever
saw."
She smiled, and stole away. Ex
ultant, Eric walked down the beach,
the seawind In his hair, the glimmer
of a new dawn In his eyes.
In the next day's toil, Eric had
cause to remember Nan's expressions
of Roy. This deep-thinking cynic was
no fish out of water, but a power to
be reckoned with, a dangerous rival
for Eric's leadership. He had found
his bearings Qnd was coolly setting
out to master his environment. If he
were so strong here, how could Eric
compete with him on his own ground?
Roy had called Eric's attention to
a black bog behind the bluffs. "It's
a low grade of peat," ho said, "I've
seen the like In Ireland. Get the men
to cut out squares and set 'em out
to drain. In a few weeks we'll have
a new fuel and can divert considerable
quantities of animal fat Into the
larders."
Eric rejoiced, without a trace of
Jealousy. This might spell the dif
ference between plenty and famine
In the grim months to come. Rut the
gulf between the leaders remained
unbrtdged.
As they were helping the hunters
complete their fish trap, ready for the
salmon run, Roy proposed that It be
extended so that It cover the channel.
"Then we'll got every fish that comes
up. As it Is, at least a fourth will
get by."
"We've got to spnro enough for
breeding stock," Eric answered. "Salm
on come back to the stream whero
they spawn. If we catch them all,
four years from now there won't bo
a fish to be seen."
It was another clash of viewpoints.
"I)o you expect to be here four years
from now? Thank God, I don't I Let's
tnke the cash and let the credit go."
Rut Eric stood by his guns. "It's
not our Island. Wo'ro Invaders, but
we're not Huns, to destroy as we go.
Moreover, It's only too possible that
we may l>e standing on this very bank
not only four, but ten years from now,
waiting for tho salmon run, and we
don't want It to fall." He turned to
Chechaquo, his bailiff. "Tell the men
to build tho trap as usual."
"I don't understand your point of
view," Roy said. "Surely you aren't
trying to pander to tho natives."
"I wns pandering only to my sense
of right and wrong," was the grave
nnswer. "That may seem laughable
to you, but It's a fact. And It's tnio
I'm trying not to antagonize the n*
tlves any more than I can help."
(TO n* OONTINUKD.i
IMPROVED
UNIFORM INTERNATIONAL
SUNDAY I
chool Lesson
(Br HKV, P. B. FJTZWATER, D. D.. Mem
ber of Vacuity, Moody Blbl* ?
Institute of Chicago.)
?, 1)33, Western Nowapaper Union.
Lesson for August 13
HANNAH
LESSON TEXT ? I Samuel 1:9-22. 24
28; 2:1, 2.
GOLDEN TEXT ? Favour Is deceitful,
and beauty Is vain: but a woman that
feareth the Lord, she shall be praised.
Vrov. 31:30.
PRIMARY TOPIC? Gods Gift of
Mothers.
JUNIOR TOPIC ? An Honored Mother.
INTERMEDIATE AND SENIOR TOP
IC ? What We Owe to Our Mothers.
YOUNG PEOPLE AND ADULT TOP
IC ? Devout Motherhood.
As Indicated by the lesson commit
lee, tlio lesson text practically covers
chapters one and two of 1 Samuel." In
order to get a ful, vlow of th[g m)
usual woman the salient features of
these chapters should be made to stand
I. Hannah'i Sore Trial (1:1-8).
?.Ikanah had two wives. In violation
>ods law. God's primal thought
for man was one wife only. There
fore, for Adam he made Eve. Han
nah s sore trial grew out of Jealousy
hlch naturally springs up between
two women, wives of one man. The
iolatlon of this law of God concern
ln? marriage has always been attend
nL troub,e- S|nce Hannah's
name is mentioned first, we mnv
legitimately infer that she was his
first and lawful wife.
II. Hannah Prayt for a Son (l:0-fS).
She had the good sense to take her
do fh(? t0 the LOnl ne,levers should
do this even though the troubles re
sult from sin. '
1. Her bitterness of soul (v. iO).
Though Elkanah loved her and sought
to lighten her burden, he was unable
? )ring t0 hpr heart the needed
solace. Only In God can help be
found sufficient to stay the soul in
time of great trial.
2. Her vow (v. 11) Hannah asked
God for a son. m connection with
Cr asking this gift from God, she
vowed to give the child back to God
Samuel was therWore a N?,.arlte all
nil, Va,?[ hU ,<fe' Much cnn be ex
P cted of children born Into the world
under such circumstances.
3. Hannah misjudged bv Eli the
priest (vv. 12-10). The priest observ
In* the motion of her lips and not
hearing the sound of her voice con
cluded that she was Intoxicated, de
manded that she put away wine She
defended herself against this vicious
inference, assuring Ell that In bitter
ness of soul she was pouring out her
hoart to God in prayer.
Even good people may be too ready
to impute evil motives to others. The
devout Hannah must have been shocked
and grieved that Ell should so unjust
ly accuse her. The Golden Rule should
be applied in Judging others.
4. Hannah blessed by Ell (vv
17. 18) Her explanation satisfied
? who ,n turn pronounced a blessing
upon her. Joining in prayer that God
would grant her petition.
III. Hannah Consecrates Samuel to
the Lord (1 :10-28).
1. Her prayer answered (vv. 10 20)
So definitely did she realize that God
had answered her prayer that she
named the child Samuel, which menns
asked of God."
on29(U Samuel taken to Shlloh (vv.
? u Hnnnnh refnilned from going
jo the place of yearly sacrifice till
Samuel was weaned.
3 Samuel lent or returned to the
vv- 25-28) . According to her
vow She took Samuel at an early age
0 the sanctuary and gave him over
stpr ,h T ?f,EI1' the prlest- to m,n*
ster therein. It Is a beautiful sight
to see Samuel In his tender years
ministering before the Lord. Godly
mothers will train their children for
?v nl I6 ?' " Wn*' no ?
uL . Per nce for "nnnah to pnrt
^ ,17, 8h" him
?into the Lord to the end of his life
(chap. 2H)annah,? Thanktgivlng to God
1 10) ShcTrt rPj?!r(' ,hp r<?' (vv.
1-10). So really God had answered
pr"yer ?nd so definitely had she
Sftrm,eI t0 the "ncrprt ?erv.
In H ilt whole heartedly rejolcpd
n that she could give up hor child In
service of the Lord. She declared
ha UZlWnH "? h?,y "" th? r'orrt
orrt I? wnfl other like unto the
nit realized that the Lord was
almighty and that the blessings which
had come to her were from him
2 Her love for Samuel (vv. lf))
This was expressed in the making with
hor own hands n ront for hi? i
taking it to him from year to yea "as
?he went to Shlloh with her husband
to worship the Lord. wnand
The priestly blessing upon H,m.
n,Kl R'K?nah (vv. 20.21). The old
Pr est highly priut6 the
Samuel and expressed his appr'ecla
l lJ'f ,1 prono,,nc,n? " blessing ?p0?
Ids father and mother.
Faithful Pr?jr*r
Kalthful prayer always Implies cor
relative exertion. No man can nsk,
honestly and hopefully, to be delivered
from temptation unless he has hon
estly and firmly determined to do Hip
best he can to keep out of It. ? John
Ruskln.
Must B* Patient
We have only to he patient, to pray,
to do his will, according to our pros
ent light and strength, and the growth
of the soul will go on.
Cunning Summer Clothes for Tots
By CHERIE NICHOLAS
SUCH a splurge as stripes and plaids
are making In fashlonland this
summer, specially In the children's
realm where ginghams galore and
dimities and linens and other popu
lar materials for little folks' clothes
are simply running riot In the matter
of striped and pi aided effects.
To add sprlghtllness to the mode
the little frocks of plaids and stripes
take on all sorts of dainty organdie
frills and furbelows Just like grownup
fashions are doing. With these flut
tering organdie trimmings, sewing
mothers need never he at a loss as to
"what to do" to achieve prettlness for
little daughter's summer dresses.
We think the little ruffled organdie
cape on the red and white cross-bar
dimity frock which the little girl to
the left In the picture Is wearing Is a
detail worth keeping In mind when
next the problem presents Itself ns to
"how to trim" this or that frock for
Miss Seven or Eight. Each circular
ruffle Is piped with bright red to har
monize with the plaid. The skirt is
somewhat gored and a sash of self
mnterlal Is tied In a perky bow at
the ton ok.
Since these little eapelets are so
decorative and so easy to make, why
wouldn't It be a good Idea to make
one as a separate Item so thnt It
could be worn with any number of
dainty frocks. Accessories of this sort
count as a real asset when It comes
to "dressing up" children to occasion.
Concerning the charming little
gtilmpe dress of multi-coloreu ging
ham on the girl picking flowers, It is
TIE-AROUND NECK
By C'HKKIK NIC HOI. AS
At ? glnnce ono senses the swagger
style of this frock. In the first place
the material of which It Is made, n
broad ribbed chnrdonlze ncetnte In
gleaming white, Is a distinctly new
weave which carries a message of tin
rnlstnkiihle swnnk. Note the neckline.
See the amusing way It Is tied around
the throat like a drawstring In a laun
dry bag. The same kind of cord (made
of self ?chardonlze) which Is used at
the neckline, tics about the waist,
knotting casually at the side.
Surpria* Color
Ited has turned out to he one of
the high fashion colors, contraiy to
usunl style procedure. White frocks
with red Jackets, red hags, gloves and
hats are extremely good for mid sea
?on
nn adorable style for a child of six,
or seven or bo. The skirt Is pleated
and the bodice part la bunded at the
top with a clever yoke effect which
provides straps over the sho- ' lers.
This little contrivance buttons, as yon
see, on to the fussy little organdie
blouse. The puffed sleeves which give
a broad shoulder effect are In keeping
with present fashion trends. Pipings
of the gingham relate the gultnpe to
the dress. One of the very practical
things about an outfit such as (.his Is
that It admits of several Interchange
able blouses.
Brother-and-slster fashions are giv
en special emphasis In the realm of
Juvenile apparel these days. Little
sister's dress and Junior's blouv" ai
shown In the picture feature the ef
fectiveness of bright blue and white
striped broadcloth for children's
clothes.
An unprecedented vogue for linen
goes on record this season both In
the adult and the Juvenile realm. The
curly headed youngster with the wide
brimmed hat Is clad In linen even to
her chapean ? pale blue handkerchief
linen fot her simple frock with little
strips of navy blue linen stitched on
Its collar, the same navy linen bind
ing and banding her hat. which Is of
heavy light blue crash linen.
Handkerchief linen of the sheerest
sort and In pastel colorings Is prov
ing a favorite for cunning little frockn
upon which exquisite handwork is lav
ished. especially smocking, fagoting
and drawnwork.
?, 1933, Western Newspaper Union.
BLACK AND WHITE
HOLDS POPULARITY
"Hlftck find white" Is the refrain of
the Intent fashion song.
Mldseason showing In fnshlon
houses displayed scores of costumes
In the striking combination. NVhlto
! coats and black frocks, white hats,
gloves and collars with black drosses
and white costumes with black trims
are all seen.
The white coat with the black frock
Is one of tho most effective comblna
I tlons of the season. l.elong displays
an afternoon frock of black satin
printed In white leaves with a three
quarter length coat of white satin,
while Ilruyere shows a tea time frock,
having n cap sleeved white silk pique
bodice and black silk skirt, topped by
a long coat of white silk pique.
White accessories with black frocks
are seen at smart luncheons and teas.
Paris Milliner Displays
Hat Mad? of Human Hair
Fashion has found a hat for humans
ma.ie of human hair. We've worn
horsehair hats and thought nothing
of It or, rather, not much of It, ex
cept for weddings, garden pnrtles. and
the like; but now that the hutuan
halr hat bus come upon us we nlmost
stagger with Its oddnoss. For Instance,
a plntlnum blonde might wear a Ti
tian hat, or a raven brunette would,
perhaps, choose a headgear of snow
white tresses ? black and white bel g
the Important color scheme from the
Pnrlslenne point of view.
These lialr hats are made Jus! Ilk ?
any other hat that Is knitted, cro
cheted or woven with soft thread.- of
fabric, but ns a final touch they are
shellncked so that everything, Includ
ing the trimming curls, stays "put.**
Autumn Alr???ly I
Just ns women get used to the cart
wheel lints of straw along comes the
news that we are to be wearing large
velvet bonnets right soon nov? They
are very pretty with colored print
frocks nnd do wonders f<tv nhanelng
the beauty of the eyes,