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ww.4-. PACK MX. - - V ^ 4 1 / / --i ■f- / M--'*• ?*f^■' * - THE BARNWELL V. BARNWELL, SOUTH CAROLINA THURSDATj IANUART MTH, 1»3< m IF* r I’- _Lt I'. r. R £ E‘ ■f r P', i^l r i I- ■ >> ■„r' InValhalla S l q George J Fthelbert Walsh ■'* ■ Y'\t r WkJ:. (Copyright. 1»*». by W. O. Chopmut.) SYNOPSIS He cimartous once of a catUko footstep (Himiog around tho forward Pleajfr don T t excite yorraelf. You **T don't know, tfficle. m find oct. CHAPTER I.—FIshlnK. In Idl* fa»h> Ion, from a private dock, Dick Van Neaa watches a ship, the Pelican, which ha recognises ns (he Beacon, his fa ther’s yacht before his death and finan cial reverses forced him to part with It. A man whom he hears a girl who ac companies him address as Mr. Blake, lands from the yacht. The girl drops her handbag In the stream, and Dick recovers It. Thanking him. she gives him her visiting card. She Is Alice Cutler, niece of Stephen Cutler, suc cessful business rival of the elder Van Ness. . They Only Half Filled the Box. e bottles ( CHAPTER If.—Dick overhears a con versation between Blake and Captain Brent of the Pelican which gives him • the Impression that the yacht Is bound on a voyage of adventure to an Island the name of which he does net hear. 1 (CONTINUED FROM LAST WEEK) "Piecing together one thing after an other, Dick finally came to the conclu sion that the expeditiou was :in ad venture, undertaken by Culler for the furtherance of some personal scheme that he wished to keep*secret, and Mr. Blako was managing it for him. So far all seemed plain, hot the mystery of the Island to which they 'were going Introduced a puzzling fac tor tJut baffled T>l<-!i foi a long tlmn It was hours Inter \vb»n .the truth ■tetned to dawn upon him. Tbat'f It!" he exclaimed suddenly, Bringing itla two hands together. '‘It's • treasure hunt, or something like that. Old Cutler’s come Into possea- ■ion of some old sea captain's chart of an Island where the treasure's hurled. And hog-like, he's tricked the owner of It, and Intends to gobble up the whole thing. It's like Steve Cutler I” He went over the cou\ersatlon again, sentence by sentence as he recalled It, and In the end Ilia conclusion was strengthened. All the facts fitted ad mirably Into this theory. With tha Chart of the unknown Island In bla possession. Cutler Intended to pay a visit to it and. If there was any treas ure on It, dig It up and add It to Ida already swollen fortune. In the event of Its proving a hoax be could hush up the matter, and no one hut n few of his servitors would lie any wiser. “A treasure hunting exi>edltlon In the Pelican!” Dick mused thought fully. “What an ad>enture! I wish 1 were going." m He cast longing glances at the yacht In midstream. The wild Idea entered his head of swimming out to the cruft and smuggling himself aboard. As a stowaway he might make the trip and bluff It out when discovered. But this was Impractical for sc\eral reasons. The tide In the river was strong, and even If he made the yacht safely the chance* were Ten to oua that he could not cllmh aboard unob served. That, he concluded, would have to he Ids last resort. The yacht would coal at Blank’s pier in the morning. Could he dls- -.-rr" t 1 iwmw. i.i,i bi.-kvja -rt.^nrreta.uo, l.lde In one ,,f th. w ke snlJ of water and sweet drinks, pickles, olives, fruit, cakes and candy. The proprietor of the restaurant smiled when he clapped the cover on the box. "Looks as If you were loading up to last a week.” he remarked. "I may need it,” replied Dick frank ly. “I'm going where grub may he hard to get. 1 don't want to take u chance.” As he paid for the food and trouble, the restaurant man made v n» further Inquiries, and Dick volunteered no ad ditional Information. When the box was wrapped, he borrowed pen and Ink, and wrote on th# outside: “Miss Alice Cutler. Steam Yacht Pelican, Blank's Pier, City.’* "T guess that will do,” he chucklod, admiring his rhlmgrgghy. Five minutes later he was on his way to Blank's pier. The Pelican was already at the dock coaling. Dick took g swift survey the scene, and then, whistling nonchalantly, with Ih? tbox under his arm, he walked toward tha and. No one challenged him. and when he reached the Pelican's side he stopped. A douen grimy men were storing coal •board, a deck hand checking off on • card the number of bags carried Into ♦he hold. A small gangplank was thrown from the main deck to the pier. Dick started up this and reached the deck liefore anyone challenged him. Then a booming voice right be hind him caught Ids ear. “Hello, there! What d'ymi want? Don't you know this is a private yacht?” It was Captain Brent. “Sure!” replied Dick nonchalantly. “It'a the Pelican, Isn't it? Mr. Cut ler's yacht?” “Well, what If It ts?” growled the oaptuin. “Noftdng, except I guess I'll take a rest here. Hot day, isn't it?” He re moved his lint and began wiping ids forehead. “Yes, it's hot, hut It mby hej hotter If you don't look sharp. What you got In that box?” Dick smiled and winked "If 1 knew, cap, 1 don't know that I’d tell you, hut we'U both have a guess. Miss Cutler didn't take me Into her con fidence. Maybe it's a batidng suit, or a diving dress.” “It’s for Miss Cutler?’’ queried cabin, and halting near him, but ha continued to snore peacefully. Twenty minutes, and he was sttH In the tame position. Out of the corner* of his half-dosed eyes, he saw eaptaln Brent go down the gangplank and walk aft where the men were finishing their )ob of coaling the yacht. Once 7>ut of hia sight a remarkable change came over Dick. He sat slowly uptight, and gazed swiftly pnd keenly around the deck. He was nlon’e on it. Not n person was in sight.. .Without further delay he picked up package and darted for the main saloon cabin. Once In It he dosed the door softly and stared around. The place was vacant. He gave vent to a chuckle of relief. The cabin was not much changed from the days when his fa liver owned It. The furnishings had -been re-up holstered, and the woodwork done over, and a few pictures (UstHbuted around; hut in the main it was exactly as he had always known It. It was home to him, and a great desire to shout and proclaim the fact made him lightheart ed for, a moment. - V . t- Bpt a babel of voices on the deck warned him that any moment Captain Brent might return, and find him gone. He crossed the richly carpeted floor in a f«;w strides and came to u halt in front of a paneled wall. He gave one swift glance up and around It, and 1 then dropped down on his knees. His hands shook a little as he fum bled at the base with nervous lingers, ills breath came and w’ent Inn little sharp, tremulous waves. . He knew that the critical moment had arrived that would decide the sueeess or fail ure <>f his scheme. Like a hank burglar opening a safe, with the fear of the i>olice heating on Ids brain, he played his hands up and down skit fully and with precision, hunting for something that time had dimmed in ids memory. Suddenly a low exultant 'cry es caped his lips. His fingers had touched the thing he had been searching for. It was a tiny crack between the mold Inf .and baseboard. It was hardly wide enough to admit the Uade yt a pock* knife. know the doctor nya the change will do you good." } k With #ne finger press »d on it tot fear c? losing It, IHek got his knife out of his pocket and opened the smallest blade. Inserting the point of this In the crack he pressed it hard against something that gave forth a soft tink ling, metallic sound. The effect of his -manipulations would have startled Captain Brent had he npjteared then, but to Dlck^lt was no more than he ex|>ected. The nar row panel liefore him slid slowly to one side, revealing an opening In the wall about the size of a small state room. The secret compartment in the wall had been designed by the architects of the yacht to satisfy a whimsical fancy of Dick's father. It had fbeen used as a storage place for special papers and securities that the' elder Van Ness often carried away with him pn long cruises. It was never designed for human occupancy, and when Dick glanced In it he felt a chill of doubt. The dust of years had accumulated over the floor, showing that It had not been use<| by the present owner of the yacht. Dick had guessed right that the secret of it had apt been passed on with the sale of tho- craft, and no one, in refitting the Interior, had stumbled upon the spring that opened the panel. . ■ It was Just about, wide enough and Dick recognized the voice of Alice Cutler. “It won’t r came the'explosive con tradiction. “It will mak^' me worse! Go on deck, and send Blake to me— no, send Doctor Alster! I've got to have some relief from this-pain. Tell him to hurry.” There were soft footsteps across the carpeted floor, and a moment later the cablp door 1 opened and eUapd. Dick could hear loud, stertor^pa breathing of one in great pain. •f won't smother,”' he reasoned, looking ^ trp. “Plenty of air.”* He glanced* at his package and smiled, again. “Grub and drirfks enough for a week.” _ ' ' Unconsciously, he drew forth a cigarette and started to light It, but checked himself. “Smoking forbid den,” he said in a ruefukwplceu “That’s hard luck!” Then in a relieved voice, he added. “At night when eyerybody’s asleep, I can light up. The ventilatol - will carry away the smoke nnd odor.” 'After that he tried to make himself as comfortable as possible in his nar row quarters. It was some satisfac tion to know that he would he far more comfortable than in the coal bunkers, where he had first thought of hiding, . x “As 9 stowaway I’m pre.ty well off;? he decided. “Nothing to do but eat, long enough for a man to stretch hlm- , , I self and move about without humping Brent, picking It up and rending'the ^ rtbowg or narrlnx his shins. It ♦frink and sleep, with a quiet sinpke at night.” He opened his box ami dis tributed its contents around in the corners, counting the number of sand wiches utid bottles of drink. Making a fflenfal calculation lie concluded that, with careful rationing, Jie would not suffer for a week. Then, making a pillo>v of his coat and box, he lay down nnd tried to kill tiuie with sleep The" noises outside did not alarm him. Coal was still pouring into the bunkers, and the trumping of many feet, accompanied by loud orders and oaths, convinced him that the search wns still goin$ on. Now that he felt secure this did not concern him, and listening dreamily to the confusion of sounds he dropped off into restful slumber. He woke with a start finally. Un able at first to collect his setrses, he sat upright and stared around him Over his head a stream of electric light entered through the register. Outside voices sounded so clear and distinct that It gave him a shock at first. The Jar and vibration of. the yacht told him they were under way. A querulous voice was saying: “Blake's a fool. Alice. I don’t think this trip will do me any good. I could rest at home—don’t need a change at all—never did like salt water—sure to be seasick. . . . Where’s Doctor Alster? He’ll have to give me some thing to make me sleep. I'm wide awake's an owl. What's that iitfexnal ■wrket 4tboutf’ (TO BE CONTINUED ) Practical Instructions In HOME SEWING By Ruth Wyeth l. ears bunkers? Dick knew every nook and corner of the craft, and he felt If he could once get below decks he would bo safe from discovery. Then the curd that, Alice Cutler had given him Jogged his memory. He took it out and stared at it in the gloom as If trying to read some mes sage from it. For a long time he sat In puzzled silence, frowning at the hit of white pasteboard. Then an eye lid flickered, and his lips parted; a smile slowly spread across his fea tures, and a chuckle broke the silence. “I could work it,” he mused, “with a little luck. 1 believe I’ll try it in the morning. At the worst I could say it was Just a lark—an original method of making her redeem her promise.’’ He chuckled softly, and waved a hand as i| in farewell to the city that had treated him so shabbily. “I’ll bet,” he murmured, “it will he a big Improvement on this smoky, godless city of Mammon!” | CHAPTER III '<r* ■tr.l |d$L, Hbj?, ■ Dick Van Neas proceeded deliberate ly to ptft his little scheme to the test; bat first he provided himself with a few hoars of sleep to refresh the body and steady the nerves. By daylight he reviewed the altaatlon calmly, and decided that the plan whs ns feasible M It had appeared the night before. He ate a hearty breakfast at a near by restaurant, and then ordered a Rage batch of aandwiches, wrapping each one in olied^ paper as if for e picnic. Leaving these to be called for ; he paid a visit to a dry good* where he selected an oblong pa per box big enoagh to contain a man'a a BBtt of clothes. With wrapping paper end stout twine, lie returned to the reetaurant for bis sandwiches. u : They only keif Qlled the box. The aeet of the opaee was stowed with name and address. “Well,”* slowly,. after weighing it with both bauds, “she ain't here. Leave it, and I'll give it to her. I'll put it in her cabin* He started to wnik a wav if. Not tod naturedly. “She didn't tell me to leave it—she said not to Ujpve it. If she wasn’t here when I called, I was to wait half an hour. Then if she didn't appear I was to carry it around to her house." The skipper looked a little puzzled, and gave the package another sharp scrutiny. “That's queer,” he muttered. “I didn't know she expected to come aboard this morning.” 'Til bet she .didn’t know herself,” grinned Dick. “That’s why she said not to wait for her longer than half an hour. She gave me this card to make sure I cptild find her home.” He fingered lhe card carelessly, and when Brent reached out a hand to take it he let him have it. The man stared at it a moment, nnd then re turned it. Dirk felt that the card would remove any sttsplclOu that might find lodgment in the other’s brain. “All right,” he said finally. “Stay on this deck, nnd when the half hour’s op go down that gangplank you came up," “Sure! Yon don’t think I was going to jump overboard and pwin* did you?” The sklppor frowned and eyed him with disapproval. Dick flirted out a cigarette, and added; “Any objections to smoking, cap? I’m dead for a r«w whin.” ‘No, not if you stay outside,” was the surly retort When he walked away, Dick moved a camp stool near the railing and con tentedly puffed svfay at hie cigarette. Ho was apparently Interested only la the scene on the dock, and never once tarned his head sideways or back ward. He felt that eyes were watch ing him, but.be wasn't sure. ' The minutes sped along slowly, and after tho third cigarette hia sagged to one side as if ho slept snored once or twice. _ _ was high enough for the taMest man. with an open register above through which the air of the cabin escai>ed. The presence of this register of iron grillwork. Distend picion, allayed. the curiosity of any one inquisitive enough to want to thump the walls to see if there was a hollow space behind. Approaching footsteps on the deck brought Dick out of his reverie of In decision. With u shudder he wiped away the worst of the dust and stepped inside. He hesitated again be fore closing the panel. Then Captain Brent’s booming voice aroused him. “Where’s that young fellow with the package?” he called angrily. Dick touched the spring and watched the panel slide noiselessly in position. At the same moment the cabin door opened with a bang, and Brent stamped inside. “Search the yacht !*’ he commanded. "If you find him bring him to me. I’ll teach him to snoop around. No, not in here! He’s not In thq cabin. Search below decks!” Nevertheless, he made a careftil ex amination of every possible hiding place In the cabin. Dick, holding his breath, heard him tramping around, opening and closing doors and lockers. The bodice of the , ^ ^ wt very slightly to the and even thumping the soft cushions, - i n sj x ‘ ‘ Once he stopped In front of the reg ister, and remained quiet for so long that Die'- feared he had discovered some due. The spring had been a little rusty, and poss! it had not closed com pletely. 'I he presence of a little dirt or rust near the crack might excite Brent's suspicion. Dick drew a sigh of relief when the man finally moved away, and after another tonr of the cabin walked outside en deck. “It’s an even chance, cap,, that Til go with you on this little trip,” tie mused, grinning to himself. “Anyway, you’ll have a hard time finding me.” A little light entered the compart ment through the register, and as the ulr from the cabin escaped through He , 'bis the suction created kept hia nar row quarters fairly well ventilated. Flowerlike Chiffon Skirt Chiffc for Evening Wear. fitted pointed scallops at the bot tom. These scallops are finished with bias bindings. < Tho dress is made with & plain foundation of the chiffon. There' are two tiers of the chiffon drap eries, six on each row. The easiest way to shape these drapery pieces is to cut squares of twenty-seven inches dimensions. Then cut off thq upper comer of each square as shown in the diagram at the right The drapery pieces are then sewn in place at the top only, the rest being allowed to fall as it will. The edges may be picoted or rolled and whipped. One. and one-half yards of the crepe de Chine and five and a half nidi of fifty-four inch chiffon will he ne« ^ TAX NOTICE! ... \ . 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