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 . . ,7 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 .” ,, J ° 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