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* » p & V ToabortacoU and prevent com* plications, take PIECES OF EIGHT BEING THE AUTHENTIC NARRATIVE OF A TREASURE DISCOVERED IN THE BAHAMA ISLANDS IN THE YEAR 1903.' NOW FIRST GIVEN TO THE PUBLIC By RICHARD LE GALL1ENNE ' CopyWght Doubleday, Page A Company . s The purified and refined calomel tablets that are nausealess, safe aad sure* Medicinal virtues retain ed and improved. Sold only in sealed packages. Price 35c. Usad 50 yaart witnout a change. The Good Old Fashioned kind that never fails. Unequalled for Biliousness, Sick Headache, Const** potion and Mala* ha. Your Grand father rebed am them. Nothing better at any prtca. Cot the feenote At aS Oi aottsls M.»«4 b| tvss M.wm Onm ( ». l-e . >*a—■ Va* Polk Miller's Liver Pills 10c. OXIDINE FOR MALARIA “READING THE FUTURE.” Synopsis—The man who tella thia etory^-call him the hero, for short- la visiting his friend, John Saun ders, British official in Nassau, Bahama Islands. Charles Webster, a local merchant, completes the trio of friend^ Conversation tum- , ing upon burled treasure, Saunders produces a written document pur porting to be the death-bed state ment of Henry P. Tobias, a suc cessful pirate, made by him in 1859. It gives two spots where two mil lions and a half of treasure were buried by him and his companions. The conversation of the three friends is overheard by a pock marked stranger. The document disappears. Saunders, however, has a copy. The hero, determined to seek the burled treasure, charters the auxiliary schooner Maggie Dar ling. The pock-marked man ts taken on aa a passenger for Span ish Wells. Negro Tom catches and cures a “sucking Aah“ as a mascot for the hero, it has the virtue of keeping off the ghost of the pirate who always guards pirate treasure. Oa the voyage somebody empties the gasoline tank and the hero starts things. He and the passen ger Hash He lands the passenger, whs leaves s manifests bearing the etgantara. “Henry P Tobtea. Jr ** With a new crew, the Maggie Dar ling anils sad Is pa ass it tv a eat her arheeaer. the Saaaa B Tbs leads sa Dead Msa s 'earains Asa* peevse Asad and earrtea tbs beta OH a Agbt. erMrb ts fattewed bp sev eral funerals Me aenrvbss far basted treasure end oad Tans lb He tats a pirates' seen For there, within n few yards, stood a heavy sailor’s chest, strongly bound around with iron. Its lid was thrown back and a few coins lay scattered at the bottom, while a few lay about on the floor. I picked them up. They were pieces«of eight! Meanwhile Tom had stopped jabber ing and had come nearer, looking on in awed silence. I showed him the pieces of eight. “I guess these are all we’ll see of one John P. Tobias’ treasure, Tom,” I said. And it looks as if these poor fellows saw as little of it as ourselves. Can’t you imagine them with it there at their feet—perhaps playing to di vide it on a gamble, and meanwhile the other fellows stealing in through some of these rabbit runs—one* with a knife, the other with a gun—and tben^ off with the loot and up with the sails. Poor devils! It dtrikes me as a very pretty tragedy—doesn’t It you?” Suddenly—perhaps with the vibra tion of our voices—the hat toppled off the head of the fellow facing os In the most weird and comical fashion—and that was too much for Tom, and he w*reaased and made for the exit hole. Rot I waited a minute to replace the hat oa the rakish one's head. As I was likely often to think of him In the future I preferred te remember him! at the moment of our int erquelutaurs. Book II. Rem U *limUbSHe l*e Mhe t mut Mae tWAI mp mi tt f to* e ** u* e* • CHIUS. COIBS, "Yf to4 yewrwKf ear “ he ratted Mp. ami luduad ■ wea a peuAOem tu 1 hewa m him wvthoui peuespstutmg 1 teane eurah eod rarh ibot te mole a tbwhmUe dsmu the haftu at pwebegw hurt him flhmraeg. Mug. tawumg eAmui. I hmmd uussh autuvui ammsi m Mm mde mt Mm hi luee fhm I wwe uhm to emi m am dhm mmm emi pa* um Msah In hat Upn *hMfttmM hpuhem Ms pun c Twm MdUt Mum Ub Mo Ueuoqp tuuu eupmmd bg hm mat emahme puM es MM Maeu eat torn ** • Is* * • I Wbpu*l \ *• *v 1 mmumg a MMm. wo buunn In I he hma •nmMBM I eod fva i • m Ml lew# gbMoee Whereat Charlie shot out a huge paw like a shoulder of mutton and grabbed ray hand with as much fervor as though I had saved his life or done him some other unimaginable kind ness. And as he did so bis broad, sweet smile came back again. He was thinking of Tobias. While Charlie Webster was arrang ing his affairs so that he might be able to take his holiday with a free mind I busied myself with provision ing the Flamingo, and in casually chat ting with one and another along the water front, in the hope of gathering some hint that might guide us on our coming expedition. I thought it pos sible, too, that chance might thus bring me some information as to the recent movements of Tobias. 4n this way I made the acquaintance of several old salts, both white and black, one or two of whom time and their neighbors had Invested with a legendary savor of the old “wrecking days.** which. If rumor speaks true, aro not entirely vanished from tha remoter corners of the Islands. Bat either their romantic halos were tlrely doe to Imngtnatlva gossip, or they r hem selves ware too shrewd to ha drawn, for I got nothing them to my parpens. Onu afternoon In the runrus of rather fruttteae tf Interest lug lavsstl- gstleus ssmmi the pirtnrusgno ship yards of Bay street I had w further slung that hlptsrtr water f than Is raetossury with sightseeing pw deal ns as and had earns ts where the rand bsgans to he left nlsns with the son. eurapr far a ftnr eauafry hsussn here and these enerag the surreundmg am*h—when say gpu was raught by strayed sway trass the ethsew—u smnM MmMs* ssurMsn pnanted la Mas ami waste wwh n asst ad sen * masses amd w<ss<ws<«s sAwm h. and wwa targM was Ms MsAst am an ^hsra^saww^ ssd) *ed to my eye then a rath* though pretty shell; but be explained that It was found, or had so far been found, only In one •pot In the Islands, a lovely, seldom- .visited csy several miles to the north- east of Andros island. “What Is It ^slledt” I asked, for It was part of our plan for Charlie to do a little duck ‘shooting on Androa, be fore we tackled the business of Tobias and the treasure. “It’s called Cay nowadays,” he answered, “but It used to be called Short Shrift Island.” Short Shrift Island!” I cried In spite of myself. Immediately annoyed at my lack of presence of mind. 1 “Certainly,” he rejoined, looking a Ittle surprised but evidently without suspicion. He was too simple and too taken up with his shell. “It is such an odd name,” I said, trying to recover myself. “Yes! those old pirate chaps cer tainly did think up some of the rum- miest names.” “One of the pirate haunts, was ItT” I queried with assumed Indifference. “Supposed to be. But one hears that of every other cay in the Baha mas. I take no stock in such yarns. My shells are all the treasure 1 expect to find.” . “What did you call that shell?” I asked. He told me the name, but I forgot It Immediately. Of course I bad asked It only for the aake of learning more precisely about Short Shrift island. H# told me Innocently enough Just where It lay. “Are you going after It?” be laughed. “Oh! well." I replied. 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A recent patent covers a shoe to cure cold feet,'a heated plate being Insert ed and the heat being retained by the close-fitting comflructlon of the sIh* ankle. wm. ^ Morning-.mv 1 KbepYbur Eyfes CMmmrv « C^lmmr — Mmmlttoy »- ' fc 4 s«m oat ha wa wsast I lam Ms Mm 9m wey. 9 ka fern 1 he U I ssmsl ay yam vwm ai gms*#w.* | sakd praera rather HfrOMehly aeetled. “It's a rary earksas 1 Jobs flaamdrra, and I rs I was a«t my cramx hpt th I the treasury of his Bel I ty’s govern meat nt Nsa I talking. As he spoke he •t Ghsrtle Webster, aim grant ••- l-r ;! Ip ler.** eaM *T oa Mmv% mam ofraoi of Mfeowa * ! 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That the hat had 'so jauntily kept its place was one of those grim touches Death, that terrible humorist, loves to add to his Jests. The cards which had ap parently Just been dealt, had suffered scarcely from decay—only a little dirt had sifted down upon them, as it had into the rum glnsses that stood, too. at each roan's side. And as I looked at l be skelethn Jauntily facing me, I noticed that a ballet hole had been made as dean aa If by a drill la his nrhaad of boc**^while, taralag to exsmiae more Hparty his fttsmt part •or. I sot trad a rusty sailer's knifk \ asrrucsry to anal# bmiJpw aa that was looked across •st as If for getting me. “Something should be done about It. eh, Charlie?” he con tinued. ” traitor P roared Charlie, once more employing that British adjective. And then he turned to me: “Look here, old paL HI make a bar gain with you, If you like. I suppose you’re keen for that' other treasure now, eh?” “I am,” said I, rather stiffly. “Well, then, I’ll go after it with you—on one condition. You can keep the treasure, if you’ll give me Tobias. It would do my heart good to get him, as you had the chance of doing that afternoon. Whatever were you doing to miss him?” “I proposed to myself the satisfac tion of making good that mistake,” I said, “on our next meeting. I feel I owe it to the poor old captain.” “Never mind; hand the captain’s rights over to me^-and I’ll help you all I know with your treasure. Be sides, ^ Tobias is a Job for an English man—eh, John? It’s a matter of ‘king and country’ with me. With- you it would be mere private vengeance. With me it will be an execution; with you it would be a murder. Isn’t .that so, John?”. “^Exactly,” John nodded. “Since you were away,” Charlie be gan again, “I’ve bought the prfftieat yawl yon ever set eyes on—the Fla mingo—forty-five over nil. and this time the very fastest boat In the bar- you know. One’s gut to (want that In too.** I looked I had met tft at hoc. Yea! she’s footer even than the Soaga B. Now Tv# a holiday ftbe me uraa. (a about a fortnight Bay the word, monger of and the Flasxlogo’s yours fur u coupie loug trips uifah I mi ■ oatha. sod her rapema too. I —wkiag thorn. 1u_j a la some earprlse. ting ovea rarer than e things he traded in. I had met a merchant of dreams, to whom the mere handling of his roerrhandlse seemed sufflclent profit: “There’s going after the things, yon know. One’s got to count that In too.” Naturally we were neck-deep In talk In a moment. 1 wanted to hear all he cared to tell me about “going after the things”—such “things!”—and he was nothing loth, ns he took up one strange or beautiful object after an other, his face aglow, and he quite evidently without a thought of doing business, and told me all aboqt them— how and where he got them, and so forth. " “But,” he said presently, encouraged by my unfeigned interest, “I should like to show you a few rarer things I have in the house, and which I wouldn’t sell, or even show to every one. If you’d honor me by taking a cup of tea we might look them over.” So we left the little store, with its door unlocked as I had found it, and a few’ steps brought us to a little house I had not before noticed, with a neat garden in front of It, all the garden beds symmetrically bordered with conch shells. Shells were evidently the simple-hearted fellow’s mania, his revelation of the beauty of the world. Here in a neat parlor, also much dec orated with shells, tea was served to us by the little girl I had first seen and sn elder sister, who. I gathered, made nil the lonely dreamer's family. Then, shyly pressing on me a cigar, he turned to show me the promised trea* Ho also told ms mors of his W "Maybe P Mid Charlie, "maybe f • ran try It. Bat.” ho added, “did u And oat anything a boat Tobias P CHAPTER II. * In Which I Am Afforded Gllmpaoa Inis Futurity Possibly Useful. Two or three evenings before wo were duo to Mil, at one of our snug gery conclaves, I pot the question whether anyone had ever tried the di vining rod for treasure In the islands. Old John nodded and said he knew the man I wanted, a half-crazy old ne gro back there in Grant’s Town—the negro quarter spreading out into tha brush behind the ridge on which the town of Nassau proper is built “He calls himself a ‘king,*he added, “and the natives do, I believe, regard him as the head of a certain tribe. The lads call him ‘Old King Coffee’—a memory I suppose of the Ashantee war. Anyone will tell you where he lives. He has a name as a preacher—among the Holy Jumpers !— but he’s getting too old to do much preaching nowadays. Go and see him for fun anyway.” So next morning I went. I had hardly been prepared for the plunge into “Darkest Africa” which I found myself taking, as, leaving Gov ernment house behind, perched on the crest of Its white ridge, 1 walked & few yards Inland and entered a region w'hich. for all Its green palms, made a similar sudden Impression of pervad ing blackness on the mimi which one gets on suddenly entering a conl-mlw- Ing district after travettag through fields and meadows. UN TS Vive PELLAGRA ITS BirrOBT its syrr—a laUrMtlacH CROWN MEDICINE COMPANY Walton BaUSlrf, AMmA* Em* Ml SUC SALE OF \ REGISTERED BERKSI1RES Ow—Sf». 3. C. Oct. II. If It. the standaeo boo or the worio Forcatalocucaadotherinfovmotloa'addreM 4 The Berkshire World. Chicago. 11L. or Jos. M. 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