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HEPPNER GAZETTE TIMES, HEPPNER, OREGON, THURSDAY, MARCH 15, 1928. PAGE FIVE WHAT HAPPEKED BEFORE Palmyra Tree, aboard the yacht Rain bow, is startled by seeing a hand thrust through the port of her cabin. She makes a secret Investigation and dis covers a stowaway. She is disappoint ed In his mild appearance and tells him so. Obeying his command to glance at me aoor sne sees a huge, nerce. cod per-hued man with a ten-Inch knife neia DMween grinning lips! Burke, the stowaway, explains that it Is a 1ok. But Palmyra Is shaken. Next day Burke and the brown man go up on deck. The stowaway entertains them with wild tales of adventuresome life which his listeners refuse to believe! Palmyra spends more and more time with the stowaways to avoid Van and John, but when the stowaways are put ashore at Honolulu she decides she loves Van. The night the engagement is announced me KuinDow nits a reef. In the excitement which follows John rescues both Van and Palmyra but Palmyra thinks it is Van who saved her, Now, read on: CHAPTER IV Daylight made clear two facts: tne Kalnoow had struck in such a way that It would be Impossible to get her off; the Island was unlnhab lted. As the exploratory boat rounded a spur of reef that covered the pas sage Into the lagoon, opened out the largest island from the sea. Palmyra burst Into an exclamation of delight She turned to John and Van. "It Is pretty," she said, "but cruel." She felt a first little shiver of real ization. "There Is nothing upon It No shelter, no food." Van gave her a haggard look. "And," he said, "there's not one drop of water. When we've used what we bring ashore. . . ." Thurston whirled upon him. "Don't!" he cried. "Don't dare tell them that We'll filter salt water through this sand or rig a condenser with junk from the wreck." Palmyra had not been consciously aware of Thurston's leadership until hours after the catastrophe, her at titude was typical of them all, per haps even of Thurston himself. There had been something to do; the stronger nature had asserted it self. And the ship's company, ac quiescing thus automatically, with scarcely any registered sense of change, paid him its highest compli ment She had not thought to wonder why Thurston, rather than her fiance, had been chosen. He had a reputation for efficiency In handling men. Van had had neither occasion nor opportunity. Here spoke her good common sense. And, being unaware of Mrs. Craw ford's original plot, she could hardly be expected to note that the wreck had reversed the situation; that where, before, John had been put to disadvantage, now Van had been given the role he could not. play. The Inevitable had occurred be tween these men. As Thurston had risen to. leadership, so Van had sunk to his place as a private In the ranks. Palmyra did not see, suspect They were easily cheered that first day. True, the island bore no sign of native visitation. But with their launch they could easily reach the nearest Inhabited lagoon, or they could even build a sea-worthy craft from material of the wreck, were they not certain some passing sail would soon take them off. Thus the first day. But when the second came and went and the third dawned upon an empty ocean, they began to despond. At night a beacon Are had blazed forth its appeal they must soon turn to the Rainbow for fuel and by day the launch waited to overhaul any passerby. But of what avail these upon a sea where no one seemed to venture. , And then, at midday, from the wreck across the lagoon, there boomed out the signal gun. A sail! a sail!! a sail!!! Rapidly the deliverer rose from the sea. A vessel of no great ton nage, she sailed with noticeable speed. As the schooner bore down upon them she broke out the American colors. When she was abreast of their position she came about and then hove to In lee of the reef. , A boat was lowered. Palmyra, through her glasses, saw that three men got Into this boat. Two of them were undoubt edly native seamen. The third, who had been reconnolterlng from the crosstrecs, appeared to be a white man. She watched them as they pulled rapidly through the passage and across the lagoon. Then In aston ishment, she lowered the binoculars to stare at Van Buren Rutger. He was now dancing over the cor al clinkers like a musical comedy buffoon. "By the Great God Cash!" he cried. "If it Isn't ll'l old Pirate Burke." Almost from the moment Ponape Burke came running up the sands Palmyra perceived a difference. Was It that the ridiculous habili ments of the Rainbow had given way to the starched white of the tropical ship's master? Or was It that she missed the ob trusive humility? No longer a stow away, he spoke to Mrs. Crawford as one master of craft to another; a full note of equality. Perhaps, after all, the fact might be no more than a juvenile sort of vanity In himself as master of that swift sail; a vanity bubbling over at unexpectedly finding Its audience. And he must have had some vague hope of such a reunion as this. For he was saying now that, on the Rainbow, he'd withheld the fact be had a vessel of his own lying up at Honolulu; withheld it on the chance of "surprising 'em somewhere out here." There could be no question of his fond pride In that fast craft. And had they seen. ... He Interrupted himself with that RED HAIR AND I BLUE SEA STANLEY ILLUSTRATIONS BY HENRY CQFyjUOHT BY CHARLES 6CSUBHERS oddly un-adult mirth of his. Had they seen her name? Oh, they'd laugh when they did see. They'd never guess in a thousand years. Pigeon of Noah. Van seized his hand with Impul sive warmth. "Why, Mr. Noah, I didn't recognize you now you've shaved." Burke guffawed delightedly. "I sure will feel like Noah," he said, "a-taklng you all on to the Ark, two by two." He turned presently, to the pile of salvaged .stores and gear. The Pig eon, as was evident, could stow only the more valuable part The rest must be left under canvas and sent for. Details were arranged. Burke would get back aboard at once to take charge on the schooner. The yacht's launch, with three of her own men, would tow Burke's boat out both loaded with stores. While these were unloading at the Lune-a- Noa, Thurston would get his other boats into the water, sort over the supplies. "We'll stow the very best first" said Burke In conclusion, "and then see what space we got left for sea ond rate cargo." The- launch hove a line to the Pigeon's boat and one of the native boys stood ready to carry his mas ter out Now, however, Palmyra, unable to satisfy a youthfully poignant curi osity at long distance through her binoculars, spoke up eagerly. "Oh, Captain Burke, do please take me with you! I'd just love to be first aboard." "Me, too," cried Constance. The man was pleased, flattered. "But " he hesitated awkwardly "the boat's heavy loaded and there won t be no room aboard while we're taking cargo. So I better in vite only one this trip." He winked at Thurston. "And Miss Tree Bhe asked first and seeing as how she was the best student I had for my South Sea lectures, seems as If she had ought t'be first t'lay aboard a genuine South Sea trader." Thurston acquiesced. But as Burke was being carried down to the boats, John turned to Johann scn, acting mate, and said: "You yourself be one of our three men to go aboard and stay." ' The big sailor gave him a look to see if the order had more than rou tine significance, then lumbered af ter Burke. In the boat the girl's mind was gradually brought back to the some thing in Burke's manner which she had not been able to analyze. For now it was so noticeably upon him that he was either constrained, ab sent or too painstakingly voluble. "And how is Olive? ' Bhe asked In an awkward Interval. "He's with you, of course?" Ponape Burke assented. "Sort of In charge aboard," he explained. "I ain't got a mate. Still talking about you; yer name and yer red hair." The boat rounded the stern and then the girl looked up to find as if his eyes had never ceased to 'ol fow the grinning stare of the man Olive fixed upon her just as it had faded out at Honolulu. His great naked body rose above the rail and a thick bare arm came extending itself down toward her, Inexorably. The square fingers closed and her own hand was swallowed, disap peared In that grip clear to the wrist There came a pull, as If the arm were to follow the hand In, and then Palmyra found herself on deck and standing free. Johannsen had already clambered to the deck. "We got t'keep four boats mov ing," Burke explained. "One pulling ashore empty, one loading there, one coming out with cargo, one dis charging here. Each o'yer boats' crews 11 bring me a load and take back an empty at once. I'll clear the boat y leave. So, now, you Rain bow boys, t'start her off, pass up the stuff in my own boat and take her ashore, while my kanakas tackle the launch." The girl's voice rose In surprise: "Oh, but they're not going already?" Burke looked, grinning, from her to the naked savages of his crew. Sort o' wild like, eh?" he asked. But Johannsen reassured her: "I'm ordered to stay, miss." Burke shot him a glance. "Sure." Then to the other two: "Yohann- sen'll tinker up the motor so, next trip, the launch won't have t'be pulled in." A minute later the boat had cast off and the sailors were settling to their work. Johannsen, watching them, stood negligently at the rail. "Handle her gently, boys," called Burke. "She's getting old." The boat was now clear by per haps ten fathoms. Suddenly Ponape Burke, with the agility unexpected in that plump body, leaped forward and lunged at the unsuspecting Johannsen's back. The next second (he sailor was In the water. . Burke whirled, whipped out an order, sprang to the wheel. The kanakas worked like mad. Another order and the sails filled, the deck listed down and the Pigeon of Noah was under way. The man at the wheel burst Into that tittering laugh of his, now strained, false, sharp-edged with ex citement, exultation. "Remember, girl?" he cried. "Be low on the Rainbow night black? Wanted t'scare 'em a bit, says you? Pirates, bucket o' blood?" his laugh rose In a crow of triumph. "Well, kid, what about this here? Give 'em a hell of a startle, eh Palmle?" As the Lupe-a-Noa filled away, the girl ran to the rail and sent over the water a frantic cry. In the boat the two sailors sat, rigid, their oars poised. The red R OSBORN JAY LEE SONS face of Johansen emerged from the sea, dripping, blank with incredul ity, convulsed with anger. Ponape Burke's strategy had deprived them of the launch in which they could have overhauled the schooner. Ashore, the castaways stood per plexed, alarmed. Palmyra's action, rather than her voice, threw them into panic. They pointed, shouted, ran here and there, futile, absurd. To Van Buren Rutger rushed the girl's mother with something in her hands. It was a rifle. As one of his accomplishments, Van had won trophies on the range. But now, confronted by that violence his training had taught him never touched the life of a gentleman, he faltered palsied in a fear of wound ing the girl herself. Then John Thurston snatched the rifle. There was a flash and a bullet struck the Lupc-a-Noa, shattering the glass on the binnacle. A second flash, and Burke himself staggered back. But before the schooner could fall off, he clutched the wheel again with one hand. As his left arm hung, the spot of blood, spreading slowly on the white cotton, was like some brilliant blossom. Burke bellowed his rage. He had swung the vessel over so that Palmyra, all unaware, stood in the line of fire. Thurston could not shoot again. At this triumph, Burke regained his good humor. The wound had proved unimportant "John's the only man in the bunch," he conced ed amiably. "If he was stealing my girl I'd give him more than a sore arm." Palmyra was desperate. Behind her, her hand closed on an Iron be laying pin. "You you brute!" she cried. "Turn this vessel back. Turn It back instantly!" She jerked the pin from its sock et; took a step toward him, her eyes aflame. You go back to that is land. ..." From behind, a hand closed on her wrist Olive, grinning, took the belaying pin from her fingers, as if they had been a baby's, and return ed it to the rack. Palmyra sank against the cabin, helpless. Not by accident had the Pigeon of Noah risen from the sea upon the scene of their disaster. Back in the days before Honolulu this spider of a Burke had spun his web. He had talked of the atolls in the terms of a paradise until the voyagers were eager to behold. He had convinced Pcdersen that, to take advantage of prevailing winds and current he must lay his course from Honolulu first to the northern Gilberts Bu taritarl or Apalang and thence make north and west into the Mar shalls and the Carolines. Burke had followed, then, holding back the fast sailing Lupe-a-Noa to "I Appreciate Lucky Strike" Says George M. Cohan America's Stage Favorite "Good old Luckies! We've been pab for years. And like an old friend they treat me well. No irritation to my throat and no coughing. And I ap predate Lucky Strike the full body tobac co with the toasted flavor that's been the same since that day we met." 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You'll be laugh ing, too; laughing at all of 'em at Van. And hten. . . ." He spoke with the Impresslveness of certitude. "Then you'll be thanking me." He leered at her humorously. Her hands clenched until the sharp nails brought the blood. "Don t blame me! he cried In a sudden flare of emotion. "Don't blame me. Blame yourself. I fought agin it right along. DIdn t I warn you? Warn y'how you'd set a poor starved devil like me a-flre? But you 7 Y just had t keep hanging around; you who was like, like God's daughter. Hanging around and hanging around 'till y'had me fair wild. The flame of that Ore leaped Into his eyes. "I swore then I'd have you. Lucky for yer folks I saw how t'trap y'orr here. For, If need was, I d of killed every soul of 'em In cold blood." She shrank In loathing. Burke was silent, conquering that evil flame of passion. Then shortly: "Original Noah," the man jeered; "he went it blind. 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