T H E TORCH OF REASON, SIL V E R T O N , OREGON, T H U R SD A Y , .JUNE 24, 1897.
a subtle tint, in which ¡»erehance scent. By the tim e we wake up ed anchor, and under full sail was
we cau discover the history of ages. and get a good square m eal, we speeding down the bay- It was a
[ a ROMANCE by SAMUEL P . P U T N A M .]
Thus, we can read a wom an’« soul shall know in what direction to go.” wonderful scene. The city was be-
as it trem bles in th e flow ing in k ,
\\ hrle they were asleep, one of hind, blazing in th e fires of the
keeper?
d ro p p in g from th e d ia m o n d p o in t the best d e te c tiv e s of S an Fi ancisco d e p a riin g d a y .
F a r up a n d dow n
“ Yes.”
“ Well, give me a pipe and tobacfc», of her pen. Blanche c a n ’t escape was engaged in following up Gooch the shore, it stretched; and all its
and I ’ll smoke it out via my b ra in .” me any more th an the heart of a
In a few h o u rs, he was ready to houses seemed like palaces in the
Paddie read and reread the letters flower. Don’t you see th at 1 am
report. refulgent light. Before them heav-
ed and danced the boundless sea,
earefuliy, am id a cloud of smoke, r ig h t? ’
* W h , ere is he?” said C harlie.
“ My impression is,” said he, “ th at
“ Indeed, I d o , bless you! How
“ On the bosom of the Pacific,” its waves rolling and breaking am id
B lan cb ed id n ’t write these last two.” can I th an k you, Will, for your aid the detective.
a thousand varying colors. Above
“ Prove it,” cried Charlie.
faith in her love, when I was so,
“ Did he go on a steam ship?”
the gorgeously fading scene rode
“ T h a t’s w h a t Pm g o in g to d o weak? Now for action. She is in
......
“ No, on .......
a sailing
vessel—one of the silver splendor of the moon.
B ut an impression is one thing, yon danger, I know . I m ust leave this the fastest in the p o rt.”
“ I t ’s «»n our rig h t,” said Paddie.
know, and proof is another. I give minute.”
“ W as he alone?”
“ W e ’ll take it for a sign of luck.”
the impression first. Make the most
“ Blind again,” said Paddie.
“ Two women wore with him.
“ I ’ll compel luck,” said Charlie.
of it. After a while, I ’ll give you 1 “ W hat’s the use leaving ? Do you One was ap p aren tly unwell, and “ I won’t depend on the moon.”
the proof. You are as blind as a know where to go ?”
had to he car t ied on hoard.”
They swept by the Golden Gates.
bat, Charlie. By th a t sign, I know
“ No,” said Charlie,
“ W hen did he s t a r t ? ”
How beautifully the bay looked in
th a t you are in love. W’e who are
‘‘Ih e n let us find <>ut which way
“ Y e s ; e r < 1 a y a ft e r n o o n. ”
the calm em brace o f the land, and
not in love can see into this thing a (o g°> east, west, north, or south ”
“ N am e o f tin* s h ip ? ”
tossing its m u ltitu d in o u s jewels
good deal further th an you can.
“ W h at shall we do?” cried Char-
‘“ Betsy J a n e ’ a New E n g la n d
,
. ., , . .
.
,» '
b
ever at the feet of the queenly city
“ Prove me blind, an idiot, only ^*e"
c a a , .
. th a t, with a tia ra of m any Hashing
prove th a t she did not write this
Sit still and think, said la d d ie ,
“ \\ h a t’s the fastest slo p now in >• , .
,
, _____ _
lights, sat crowned upon the ample
“
1
can
’t
do
i
t
:
think
lor
m
e.”
port ?’’
cruel note; and 1 will search, as long
shore!
Slowly, it faded aw ay.
“ F irst, th e n ,” sa id P ad d ie , “ we
“ T he ‘A lb a tro ss.” ’
as I have life, to find her, and beg
Twinkling flame after flame was
w an t to know who has do n e th is
“ W hen will it sail?”
pardon for my unbelief.
u .
..
.
Tl,
. , l<»t, and soon only the sea and
trick . T h e n , we’ll find out his
“
Any
tim
e,
I
guess.
I
t
’s
unload-
,
,,
“ Well,” said Paddie, “ look here.
,
,
i i i i
£
, s - flu n g th eir dazzling lusters
course, a n d follow.”
ed. I t ’s h o u n d , I believe, for th e .
a .
.
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Observe how she crosses her t ’s—a
u
,
.
,
,
.
.
„
a
b
o
u
t
th
e
p
a
th
w
a
y
of
th e flying
“ I c a n ’t im ag in e w h o ’s t lie r a - r .il,” S a n d w ic h Is la n d s .”
,,
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little curve down, and alike in
A
lb
atro
ss.
said C h a rli. .
•And the ‘Betsy J a n e ’?”
every ease. E xam ine with this
“ Nor I, or w hat the m otive could
“ Is bound for C alcu tta.”
C H A P T E R X X II.
microscope. There are some few
be!”
“ H u r r y for p o rt,” said Paddie,
things in w riting where one’s
A ship is a world in itself. Toss
“ I think we had better go to “and secure th e ‘A lbatross.’ I ’ll
personality seems to he expressed;
ing over the boundless deep, it
Blanche’s house and see the house ta k e a vacation, and hear you com- 9e,Tnip som ething hke a wandTr’ln'g
and these ate done invariably in
keeper: we m ay sta rt the game pany. W e’ll have a fine race. I t’s p|Hnet. Thoge OI1
,ive a
the same m anner. I t ’s this or that
there.”
good w eather and good w ind.”
i separate existence for the tim e
letter or m ark.
It is by these
They were soon in close con
C harlie and W ill found th e bcing- Only by th e link of memory
personal signs th at you can detect
versation
with
the
housekeeper.
captain of the “ A lbatross” a blithe are thev bound to the vast outside
the most skilful forgery. In the
case of Blanche, one of these m arks She was in a flutter of excitem ent. old Scotchm an, Eurgeson by n a m e .! world. ' On everv side is the sea
She believed th a t so m e th in g was
“C aptain Eurgeson, I believe,” a „d on every side the sky. None
is the crossing of her t ’s. N o tice
how peculiar it is, and unchange wrong, although her poor head said Charlie.
can escape. Therefore, if th e com
“ Yes.”
able in its peculiarity in all the COU ( n° \ >ee
A T h at
pany is not agreeable, a sea voyagr
very
m
orning,
B
lanche
had
taken
“
W
hen
do
you
sa
il?
”
letters th at you know to have been
is very tedious. If there is a
her
usual
walk.
“
C
an’t
tell.
B
usiness
kind
of
w ritten by her. Have you got th a t
general harm ony of disposition, the
“She
h
a
d
n
’t
been
gone
long,
when
d
u
ll.”
into your head?”
little world moves gayly on, and
I missed the kitchen girl: and 1
“
Could
you
sail
in
half
an
hour?”
th
e b rig h t and varied journey
“ 1 have,” said Charlie.
haven’t seen her since. I d o n ’t
“ Yes, but I d o n ’t see an y use in over th e w aters becomes a mentor-
“ Well, now, look at these last understand it. She went up the it ’7
able pleasure.
notes. T hat peculiarity is lacking street. j saw th a t (,kl ,„ an
hy
“ I want to c h a rte r your ship.
Our little com pany on board the
it. every case. It is not im itated j w„ n(Jer w hat he w anted?”
I 11 pay a good price.”
“ A lb atro ss” did agree very well.
once. T hat curve th a t invariably
a ,,
„
- ,
“ \V hat old m an ,” said Paddie.
“ T h a t’s enough,” said the captain. Besides our three old acquaintances,
accompanies Blanche’s h an d w rit
<t
“
1
d
o
n
’t
know
his
name,
gau
n
t
Pay me, and I ’ll go anyw here. Morion, B u rn h am , and McConnell,
ing is not there. Therefore. Blanche
He T h a t’s my business. Do you w ant I or C harlie and Will and Paddie, as
is not there; am i somebody else is. and thin and ugly-look ing.
¡we shall delight to call them on ac-
who dan im itate ev erything with called here once or twice; but to discover the open polar sea?”
consum m ate skill, hut not these Blanche d id n ’t like him, and I
“ Possihly. W e d o n ’t know where count of old associations, some new
don
t
wonder.
He
gave
me
a
bible
m arks of identity.”
our voyage will end. Is your ship and very in terestin g personages
one day, when he went out, and a fa -t? ”
appear.
“ I believe you are rig h t,” said
few trac ts.”
Charlie.
“ T h at she is. She goes like a
The captain him self was an “ Old
«v
,
.
a,
, ,
“ Gooch, by thunder?” said ( ’h a r b ird .”
S alt,” alm ost born on the sea; and
r o w we’ve got on the track, let r
, .
,
,
,
.
.
’
lie.
I
wonder
if
lie’s
a
t
the
b o tto m
“ Do you know the ‘Betsy Jane,?” it was the only place where he had
us pursue it and satisfy ourselves
thoroughly. Blanche expresses her
‘ I d ”. She’s a quick one, but the ever done a stroke of work. Oc-
personality in curves; and these
as not> 8a’d l*a<W»e.
‘ A lbatross’ can beat her. I ’ve tried cafdoually, he had loafed a couple
curves, delicate, and sharp, we can
‘‘ But he hasn ’t brains enough for it. \\ e had a race com ing in. The
"’^eks on shore; but he soon grew
trace in alm ost all her letters. We a n ^ schem e.’
wind was fair.
The ‘A lbatross’
an A ran back to the em brace
do not alw ays discover them ; but,
“ He doesn’t look like it, I adm it, jum ped right ahead.”
Neptune. The ocean was his
when you have them in m ind, you He m ay he sharper than we th in k ,
“ The ‘Betsy J a n e ’ left last night. home’ and he 8eeined to know all
about it. He had been in every
can easily catch them. Read her H e’s no fool, with all his hypocrisy.” Can you catch it? ”
letters with this key, and note
“ Let us find o u t; if this trail
“ T h at depends. I t ’s a big s ta rt, nook all<l c ra n u y- H e was ac-
those persistent signs. Read these fails, we m ust strike an o th er.”
you see.”
'( ’ta in te d w ith a ll the storms and
last notes, and you can ’t find one
A thorough search showed .h a t
“ I ’ll give you five thousand ™‘'ren‘fi of
A tlantic and Pacific.
° 1 ,em‘
Gooch was nowhere in the city d o lla rs , if y o u ’ll c a tc h her before l,e had touel,ed “ t every shore and
rode
» v o rr harbor. He
i r . ___
rode in
in every
was
Let me see, said C harlie: “you H e had settled up his bills, and she strikes p o rt.”
tough as the winds could m ake one.
are a m agician.”
Ieft word , ,,a t he was going E ast.
“ I ’ll do my level best. I t’s worth 7 ? “ T a n d
7 ^ 7
“ I hat e n t ile s of stu dying (lowers
“ He’s the one!” said I’addle. the game. I ’ll hoist anchor by sun-
,
' r ” ne< ln esh »nd
GOLD EN TH R O N E.
“ a "
and rocks,” said
Paddie.
“ We “Now,the next thingis totrackhim . s e t”
'
“ 7 7
7
*
8,1
have to be on the alert in order to W e’ve worked all night; we’d better
The three adven tu rers were soon „ected’ w ith a ^ v e s s e r ' H“ " 8 T d
catch their secrets. We play hide g o to bed and have ago.«! sleen ready
k 7
> , ,
H COU,d
and seek with m any a delicate fibre,,m eanw hile p u t a detective on the’.
.
.
?
6
klnd of tool as deftly
1
At s u n s e t,’he ‘A lbatross” weigh- as he could a sail. I don’t know