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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. .
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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.
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(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-
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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
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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
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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
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a penalty of 1 per cent.; February,
March 15th all unpaid taxes will be
DOG LICENSE $1.25 payable in
and close March 15th, 1926. January 1st
2 per cent; March, 7 per cent. After
turned over to the Sheriff for collection.
January, 1926.
J. B. ARMSTRONG,
County Treasurer.
LONG TERM MONEY to LEND
6 per cent, interest on large amounts
• Private funds for small loans.
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LAWYERS ^ BARNWELL. SOUTH CAROLINA.
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Fann Loans 6 per cent, large amounts. Town prop
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Loans procured promptly at lowest cost.
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