Southern Oregon miner. (Ashland, Or.) 1935-1946, February 13, 1942, Page 6, Image 6

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    Friday, February 13, I94z
SOUTHERN OREGON MINER
Page 6
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Gem« of Thought
CO NEAR is falsehood to the
truth that a wise matt would
do well not to trust himself on
the narrow edge.—Cicero.
Dost thou love life? Then do
not squander time, for that is
the stuff life is made of.—
Franklin.
INSTAl.I.MENT TEN
THE STORY SO FAR; Karee Water*
son. convinced by Iter lawyer. John Colt.
lb.<( tbe has a claim to the Island estate
of ber grandfather. Garrett Waterson.
has come to Honolulu to attempt telling
the properly, tn an effort to and out
something about the Wayne family, now
la control of Alakoa. the Island, she ac­
cepts a date to go sailing with Richard
(Tonga Dick) Wayne. Against her wishes
he takes her to Alakoa. While there.
James Wayne, nick's uncle and man
ager of the property, Is found dead from
overwork. While taking Karen back to
Honolulu, nest day, Dick tells her he
loves her but they later qnarrel. Dick
then sees John Colt and when a com­
promise offer to him fails he tells Colt
that their PaciBc venture will tail. He
goes back to Alakoa and tells his half-
brothers that he knows Garrett Water-
son to be alive. They question his word.
Now continue with the story.
“Granting that an ordinary man
might drop out of sight that way,”
Willard said, “it still would have
been impossible for Garrett Water-
son. He was too big, too impor­
tant—'*
Dick was getting disgusted again.
“No, he wasn't—he only imagined
he was. Once he was broke, he
wasn't of any importance or inter­
est to anybody—except to you, and
to you only because you thought
he was a skeleton in the closet.
Doubtless this will surprise you. but
the fact is that Alakoa is a small,
obscure, and unimportant speck on
the map, suitable for supporting a
few hundred people, and of no other
significance whatever. The fact that
Garrett Waterson once had hold of
it for a while would not distinguish
him in the eyes of anybody, except
yourselves.”
Both brothers looked scandalized.
“If all this can be proved,” Er­
nest began, “I mean, if his actual
identity can be proved—”
“Of course it can be proved! It’s
a plain, demonstrable fact—can’t
you understand that?”
"If Dick is to be believed,” Wil­
lard said, “our worries are over,
Ernest They can go ahead and in­
vestigate their heads oft and it won't
get 'em a thing. And Karen Water-
son's case against us falls flat as—
•s—”
“As a bird in the hand.” Dick
suggested.
Suddenly a new angle occurred to
Willard Wayne.
“I suppose,” he
said, “since you are working for
Waterson. as you say. this boat of
yours isn't yours at all, but his—is
that right?”
“Certainly.”
•Then,” said Willard, “whatever
business he’s in now, he must be
enjoying a considerable success.
That alone ought to furnish proof
that he’s competent”
“Unfortunately, there's a catch in
that too,” said Dick, “and it's a big
one.
“Just what business is he in?”
Ernest demanded. “Where does his
money come from? Or is that some­
thing else that isn't supposed to
concern us?”
“It concerns you very much,”
Dick said.
“Well?”
Dick Wayne grinned sardonically,
even maliciously, and stood up.
preparatory to walking out. “Ask
Garrett Waterson," he suggested.
"If he doesn’t feel like telling you.
it won't do you any good to know.”
John Colt, aboard a Diesel boat
hardly better than the sampans the
Japanese fishermen used, arrived
at Alakoa at sunset
Dick Wayne, watching the little
vessel blunder and grope its way
through the reefs—she was sounding
frantically with no less than three
lead lines—knew at once that the
one-eyed. Captain Ramey had man­
aged to sell John Colt a charter at
last, if only for an excursion.
Ramey’s boat dropped anchor five
hundred yards from the Holokai.
Evidently Dick’s brothers had sent
orders to the dock that John Colt
should be brought to the house im­
mediately upon arrival for Alakoa’s
shore launch put out immediately,
Hokano steering, and took off John
Colt. Tonga Dick watched this ma­
neuver impassively. There was no
longer any danger that his brothers
would be bluffed into something by
Colt. The decision would rest with
Waterson himself, and no one else.
He got his binoculars now and
focused them upon Ramey’s boat.
The swift twilight of the latitude
was closing sharply, but the glasses
were still able to bring out every
detail aboard the Diesel boat. The
little tramp vessel sat awkwardly
on the water, her snub nose tilted
upward inanely. She had a disor­
derly, faintly disreputable look, but
Dick knew she concealed a surpris­
ing turn of speed.
Karen Waterson was leaning over
the rail, talking to Captain Ramey.
Dick could see the stitching in her
narrow hat brim, and the shadow of
her lashes. The movement of her
lips, while he could hear no least
sound of her voice, had a strange
effect, making her seem immeas­
urably far away.
As darkness fell, Dick saw Captain
Ramey leave Karen’s side, and in a
moment or two a light showed in the
Seal’s galley. Tonga Dick smiled a
little, without much humor, as he
deduced from this that Ramey had
been left in the lurch by his cook.
Now the shore boat put out from
the dock again, this time pointing
directly to the Holokai. Tonga Dick
watched it approach with a mini­
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The swift twilight of the latitude was closing sharply, but the glasses
were still able to bring out every detail aboard the Diesel boat.
mum of interest By the time it
was coughing alongside, he had
made up his mind that if his broth­
ers had sent for him he was not go­
ing to go ashore until he very well
felt like it
But it was Charles
Wong, who, with an unexpected,
lank agility, pulled himself over the
Holokai’s rail.
“What do they want up there
now?” Dick asked wearily.
"Nothing, Mr. Dick, that I know.”
Wong was nervous; there was a flut­
ter in his long-boned hands as he
produced a twisted slip of paper. “I
came to you of my own thought Up
at our receiving station they keep
hearing some ship calling the Holo­
kai—they can't tell what ship. Its
call letters aren't listed—no one ever
heard them before.
We think it
may be some outlaw station. At
any rate, the call comes in very per­
sistently; and we didn’t hear you
answer, so I came to tell you.”
“What were the call letters?”
"I have them written here.”
Tonga Dick took the paper Wong
offered him and unfolded it Even
before he made out its typewritten
characters in the failing light, he
knew what ship it would be.
“They were still calling when you
left the house?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Come here, Wong.”
Tonga Dick ran back along the
deck and dived into the little ken­
nel, abaft the galley, which served
as a radio shack, and Charles Wong
came pattering after him.
He
clamped on his earphones and care­
fully with micrometer delicacy, be­
gan to turn the big dial of the short
wave receiver; but for minutes there
was no result.
"He must have shut down,” Dick
said at last. "If you catch it again
at the Alakoa station, you'd better
answer and take the—"
Just then the hunted signal came
in, so powerfully that the effect was
blasting. Somewhere, unexpectedly
close at band, Garrett Waterson was
calling Dick Wayne from the sea.
Dick quieted the blocked and clat­
tering receiver. "Good Lord He’s
right on top of us! Yes, he’s calling
us. all right”
Dick's earphones were beginning
to zing with the measured letters of
a message that was something more
than news.
"SAR WIT WATERSON ABOARD
QTP ALAKOA 2 HRS.”
Dick Wayne could not believe his
own ears. Angrily he worked his
key, sending out a protest—
"RPT ALL—RPT—”
The message from the sea hesitat­
ed and started over again. Abruptly
it changed its pace, breaking into a
racing chatter.
“WHT IN HELL IS MTR U CANT
U UNDERSTAND ENGLISH QTP
10 PM STAND OUTSIDE CORAL
TO PILOT THRU SHOALS—G WA­
TERSON QSL?”
Tonga Dick Wayne acknowledged
with a curt "QSL,” and shut off his
generator.
"Garrett Waterson’s power yacht
Sarah will be in in two hours,” he
told Wong, "and—Waterson himself
is on board.”
Charles Wong, stumbling after
him out of the radio shack, looked
as if he had seen a ghost; obviously
he had been able to hear, and to
understand, the international code.
“Do—do you want your brothers
to know?”
“It doesn’t make a particle of dif­
ference. either way.”
Charles Wong waited a moment,
and seemed about to say something
more; but changed his mind, and
lowered himself over the side into
the waiting boat
The launch chattered its way back
to the dock, and presently, after its
voice had died, there came across
the water the sound of a racing
automobile engine as Charles Wong,
handling his car badly, raced
through the village toward the hills.
Dick stood for some minutes with
his hands oh the rail, staring at the
darkening sea. Roughly checking
known distance against the relative
speeds of the Sarah and the Holo­
kai, he estimated that Garrett Wa­
terson must have pointed the Sarah
north no more than a few hours after
Dick had set sail with the Holokai.
Hurriedly Dick Wayne’s eyes
swept the bay. An outrigger canoe,
sailed silently In the light air by a
single Hawaiian spearman, was
coming in across the still water from
a day's fishing beyond the reefs.
Dick sent a low whistle across the
water, and the outrigger sheered in
close to the side of the Holokai.
"Take me over to that stranger
boat." Tonga Dick swung over the
rail and dropped into the moving
canoe.
"Okay, Captain Dick.”
Karen Waterson was still stand­
ing by the rail, quiet and alone, as
the silent outrigger sliced close. Ton­
ga Dick stood up. reached the boat's
low rail and swung aboard.
"Stand on and off," Dick told the
Kanaka fisherman, “and wait for
me.”
CHAPTER X
The outrigger moved off a little,
drifting idly. It was the girl who
spoke first, her voice hushed in the
quiet
“I thought you might come over
here."
Dick Wayne leaned close to her so
that their shoulders touched, and
held his voice low, hoping that Cap­
tain Ramey would not be brought
out of his galley.
“I have something to tell you,”
he said. "Something's happened—
the whole situation is changed. John
Colt can't accomplish anything here.
The fight is off, and if it starts
again it will be on an entirely new
basis.”
She waited, and in the rapidly
thickening dark he could not see
what was in her eyes.
"Karen,” Dick said, "you are not
an heiress; and you have no claim
upon Alakoa. You see, Karen—your
grandfather is alive.”
There was a long minute of un­
easy silence. He didn’t expect her
to believe him, at least not at first.
Shock, incredulity, refusal to accept
the truth—he supposed he would
have to contend against all of these
before he could go on.
Karen's answer astonished him
when it came. She spoke in a low
drawL
"You know. I rather thought so,
Dick.”
Having braced himself for an up­
hill attempt to convince her, Dick
was taken aback. "Why—how on
earth did you know?”
"John Colt admitted that one thing
might destroy our case — and
wouldn’t tell me what it was. Then
yesterday, when you told him that
you could bring our claims to noth­
ing it seemed to me that he believed
you, though he wouldn’t admit it.
He hardly would have come here if
he hadn't feared a new development,
would he? So—the only thing I could
think of was that my grandfather
might still be alive, and that you
had dug him up.”
"He'll be here soon, Karen—very
soon.”
She considered that, her dyes on
the disappearing horizon. “It will
be strange to see him. I suppose 1
will see him, won’t I? It’s going to
be like—meeting a ghost. He's been
such a vague, misty, sort of gigantic
figure, overshadowing everything
for so many months—ever since
John Colt first convinced me that I
might have a right to Alakoa. A
great, legendary figure, lost in the
past. And now, to actually see him,
face to face—it’s very surprising."
"Who knows what standpoint he
will take? Garrett Waterson has al­
ways been a man given to extreme
views. For all I know he may jump
to the conclusion that he would like
to recover the island, and hand it
over to you.”
"To me? After I've tried to
prove—”
“Why not? Garrett Waterson’s lat­
er years have been bitterly lonely.
It seems to me very likely that he
will wish to do just that. Certainly
John Colt will undertake to show
him exactly how it can be done; Colt
will be ready to handle all details—
Waterson needs only to make a de­
cision, and the whole thing is as
good as accomplished.”
“You mean my grandfather could
recover Alakoa?”
“He’s in perfectly sound mind.
But he can have himself shown in­
competent if he wants to—God
knows he’s eccentric enough.”
"But Dick—that’s fraud!”
“It's just what you and John Colt
started to do in the first place.”
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