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if f 4.1 PAGE 6 CHAPTER I Slam! of the Genii When the ,‘square sun-browned hand wch the lace mitt upon it was thrust from the outer ' through the port of her cabin aboard the yacht Rainbow, Miss Palmyra Tree had been lying for some tme, with eyes closed. And then. when she opened her eyes at last t was to discover the sinewy sun-browned hand with the black lace, mitt upon it. The hand had come thrusting in from outside the yacht, The girl became aware only just in time to see it raised, seemingly in benediction; For an instant hand remained thus. Then it receded. grasped the lower edge of _ L-A-. 1n+ an and darkness in '. the , the opening . fine covers of a book, have I come :within hailing distance of adventure. iBut now, With the yacht, scarcely out. of sight of land, fascinating mystery makes its presence known," In the 32;; rc--.c.3 past, this girl had been a devoted reader of Treasure 15- land. And today. startled by her sud- den realization of responsibmty in this :new and adult problem of Van and John, she was in a mood to flee away back to those irresponsible days, So, as she jumped up on. the berth again, she was demanding that pirates lurk aboard. “Yes, undoubtedny,” she affirmed, “they have mistaken the yacht tor a treasure seeker.” -m girl sat staring at the finger- ‘prnns, She was serious again, Ought she to tell Captain Pedersen, Rho sat for a. time- 0‘- ‘Inn fir. rv . ~vnvx1fnrflo disappeared. The girl sag}: back. WPPVG‘ U“. The girl sank back. seriously dis-i. turbed. Her first thought had been“. that a seaman was outside on some: dangerous duty. that he was swept. away. She would have given the“ alarm. But she had restrained herâ€"; self on a positive perception that the; hand was not torn from its grasp. It?I had deliberately let go. And there had: been no cry. I The girl laughed uncertainly in a} growing appreciation of this last Cir-i cumstance. The apparition had been. silent as a ghost. Was it really a hand: at all. or only a dream? It seemed; ,very real._ but she had had only an: r mtant. i. . . ! Again Palyrma laughed; this time‘ in musical mirth. ! Yes. when one thought it over. the; whole vision had borne that exagger-1 ated impressiveness common to dreams. As: she opened her eyes “the“ hand appeared to be rising above her, in a gesture. solemn. warning: a' something of ineffable portent. ‘ â€" ~--â€" 4- #kn DUIIICDLLLLL'D v- ---'__ _- - Palmyra shivered once -again in the' chill air. She slammed shut the port} Then she dived back into her covers; drew them up t9 her chin. - LA‘L- Ac +ka WCW DLlLloA Lty VVVVVV With the chiming of five bells of the' morning watchâ€"half past six o’clockâ€"â€" the girl awoke to a serious mood. Why this voyage? She could ‘not doubt it had. in some way. to do with Van Buren‘ Rutger. John Thurston. For she had seen a great deal of those two whilei the family. from Boston. had been in3 Southern California. ‘ When M:.t. Crawford and the Wamq pold sisters and Dennis McCarthy and! Constance Crawford had come idling: up the coast in the Rainbow. the girl had not suspected. But five days' later her parents came bundling her aboardâ€"â€"v.'ithout any explanation that explainedâ€"and the family was bound, at least for Honolulu. perhaps even Japan. Had Van alone been asked as a fellow voyager derstood. But Y she was at a 198: DIIC VV GL‘ (J. U ........ She was inclined to look upon this yachting as indelicate. brutal: pen- ning her up. as on a stage. to play for them all an endless triangle of courtship. As if in protest there rose from the main cabin the earnest voice of John. Thurston. followed by the gay laugh of Van Buren Rutger. Before he? the strong. interesting face of Thurs- ton formecl itself. What a splendid quality of brain and will and courage: to have forced oneself up. at thirty, to recognition in one's profession. But shortly his. features were replaced by “A..- A: kyc onus“; u.” --_.--____ _ the handsome highbred visage of his rival. Van. she defended. had done, none of this .eczmse there was none to: 10. And her parents. in favoring himn )ad her happiness as their sole con-V Qideratlon. ; Warned by the voices that it was time to dress. Palmyra jumped out. And only now. did she think of the hand she had seen. She had dismissed the appearance as a dream. but it seemed so real now that when she had clothed herself she Climbed upon the berth for an- other look through the port. Bending down to gaze our. she became aware of a something c. the polished metal A‘ L“ ‘A start back in surprise: the print of moist and dirty fingers. She sat. astonished. The a81\§ VLL‘ \‘V‘ . Palmyxt had an un xpected sense of eVil. Sim jumped down 11d hurried \4 She s‘..ot a glance towatd Captain Pedersetz's hands. Big gand square red enough. heaven knew. but fiery and fiaxen bristled. At the wheel stood one J ohannsen. his huge paws gripped the spokes. A scarlet ballet girl. disqualifying. Ion the back of one and of the other the index finger was missing. Presently seven bells came, with breakfast for the whole crew. so that _-_J.:.-:np\ “hf nn1v then had be and blend? W W “muâ€"v- Presently seven bells came, Winn breakfast for the whole crew. so that she was able to scrutinize. not only the men who had been on deck. but also those of the watch below: "But Captain Pedersen.” she said at lastâ€"the apparition of the cabin had seemed very dark skinnedâ€"“haven’t we still a Jap of a Mexican aboard. or maybe a colored chef?" to mafie DUI-C 01.va ’____- real. The norrpahty of everything 18.6 D been no dream let go but. rea‘. 5.... ‘9‘. As she reached out for a big trunk 31'; a dip or the Rainbow drove her ex- 2. tended hand on and down over. Her ' fingers came, rather awfully. into con- f6. tact with a something warm and furry 15'; but solid. Andâ€"the something moved! 111 L115; f-avu 59--.;Vu.’ xdauuu, gun 5“; Lou-\- JV- been a devoted reader of Treasure 15-: She took up the water and sand- land. And today. startled by her sud- ! wiches and. put these on the trunk don realization of responsIbility in this‘ next to that on which he sat. Then new and adult problem of Van andi she backed away to a seat opposite, John, she was in a mood to flee away, turned the torch upon them. back to those irresponsible days. i One of the gloved hands snached So, as she jumped up on the berth . up the water and he drank eagerly. again, she “'35 demandmg that pirates'; "Not every lady,” he went on, lurk aboard. "Yes, undoubtedlly,” she 2 would lay below,r ' at midnight t’ferret affirmed, “they have mistaken the ‘ out a stowaway.” yacht 101‘ a treasure seeker.” I As the Rainbow drove into another - - l A ‘ . ‘ M A. ‘L " - ”-n ‘ _-- LhnuA nnmn arrain 1'..th fPttE‘r‘Rd r‘--' -~: ~ Ought she to tell Captain Pedersen, Mzs. urawi’ord? She sac for a. time, czsturbed. Then. all at once, a -gugh. I-Zer expression became om- nmusxg‘ mischievous. "I must" she announced, “see our pirate chic: at once and alone, for a very :pecial and secret reason”. Palmyra was searching the Rainbow, She had penetrated as far. in the tween-decks, as tlz-e space set aside for the heavy baggage 01' the guests. Van and John and the Wampolds, who had followed her. stood clinging to one another. laughingly puzzled at the way she had joked and peered into it‘ll]; C-JI'HSI'J. C LL“, g. \.§M VJ- -- vâ€"-â€"- Van regarded her severlv.“Rea11y,” he said; really. I marxel at anyone trying to examine the fabric of a gltacl .vlthou‘un a microscope. Such .:‘ \‘-"‘tI-'alityu mplor able H .' :lII-‘L $.13 The others laughed, but not the gir‘ “Last night". she said a little fore. I follow the sea. Master 0' my breathlessly. "I felt like Aladdin. But own craft." ".022; now it‘s Ali Baba. Ali Saba. Palmyra was amused, sceptical. “But and a thiefâ€"I mean a pirateâ€"behind why . . . " every one of those trunks. Every one."] Im stowed away ’cause I had pirate?" Van W88 commenting. t’make my westing quiet! If this "Then. let‘s gol I shouldn't want Eyacht puts back with me.” he added, to walk the plank till I'd had my tea.” . I‘m a. corpse. That’s why I thank The tone was light. But he was for f you. Y’kept still and those hours the second time in five minutes dust- ‘I ccun:.,::-ol. Now. she’ll more likely hold mo 'cfith a handkerchief at his handsiher course." Tne tone was light. But he was for the second time in five minutes dust- ing with a handkerchief at his hands. 1-3-01'1‘ :9 the American aristocracy. he had r'n almost hereditary distaste for up (“mfgmess and grime of the under places. Give him ever the prepared and moper stage of life. There, in- deed. he could be a sure and gracious figure. _ _- I. C ..,‘ Pam- ra assented. "I go." she said, but I shall return. I like these lower regions; so still so dark, so myster- ious. I shall returnâ€"' she paused significanlru- tonight. I shall come “She means“ interpreted Van. “to’ sneak fickle: and ham. chicken and‘ 322222 for one 1ea1 uninterrupted ” The git. 1a30‘12ed. “As you have said: with food and drink I shall 2eturn at the SfiC’Qd hour of midnight." She gate the n2 a covert glan 9. But, 2222222222'3 of the hand. of that hidden 222 sense n3ither Thurston nor the : 23221223d that her. to them, idle citattez. 22:16 any pulpose of 2'etu222. 2-223 more there came rem out the dark that stealthy wraith of soundâ€"-intimidatin.'. sinister. Midnig aha. open. _‘__ Now that she was alone. how differ- ent it was down here; the darkness menacing, alive with groaning whis- â€"â€"â€"vâ€"__- _ pers of rsvo'und, yet emptir save for that unseen presence. She was. unexpect- edly. a little afraid. a bottle of water, an electric torch on the deck. Then she shut the heavy “Here I am." she “rah: In the center of the spotlight were two feet. They were small, encased in button shoes. They dangled juvenile- ly, six inches from the deck. For a moment she thought that here was a boy But as the disk of illumination mov- ed upward it revealed the body of a man, small, plump; dressed in a way one might“ associate with the racetrack, rincsi‘a ..--e echecked suit, fancy vest. 35* ~‘ v [ bright tan gloves, above all the walk- éut she had her definite purpose. Palmyra entered. plaeed eaadwiches, Palmyra. swung the bulkhead door Silence. Si‘c- gc: up. waited. the torch cast- And then when she opened he? eyes, it was to discover sinewy, sun- -browned hanu .9. ah the lace mitt upon 1... ‘zhre hand had come thrusting in from outside the yacht. rfidon (3‘? light upon 1211': food and announced cheer- w ing stick, were ludicrously unnautical. The face now broke into a grin and the man said: “I ask you, lady, is it fa‘" t"keep me hove to bndnr yer any.“ light. when I can’t make out a line 0’ “WC-vâ€" One of the gloved hands snached up the water and he drank eagerly. "Not every lady,” he went on, would lay below,r ' at midnight t’ferret out a stowaway.” As the Rainbow drove into another sea there came again that fettered clink and clank of iron away some- where in the dark. At the sound Palmyra stirred with a returning dis- quiet, vague but insistent, that could scarcely have been a response to anything in the man’s tone. “5“, V---- She shifted the light to his face. “Why are you aboard?” she demanded. He hesitated. “Because,” he explain- ed presently. “I’d sooner be here than in the cold, cold grave. Not”, he add- ed wlth a shiver which set the plump cheeks a-tremble, “that I ain’t cold here, too.” i "Grave?” inquired Palmyra. “Bullet," explained the stowaway. The girl smiled. invisibly. She didi not think anyone would feel it nec- essary to shoot such a plump little 1 man. i "As for who I am,” he continued, ',"I’m asking you, lady; do y’know the 'Line? The Line islands, I meanâ€"the gUflberts. Marshalls. Carolines?” 1 She shook her head, then, realizing '{he could not see. added a spoken neg- i ativc. “UL. v. “If y‘was knowing t’the Line, lady, you‘d savvy Ponape Burke. Named after the biggest o’ the Carolines by admirersâ€"” a titterâ€"“and also them “s is not so admiring. As I says be- (as) fore. follow the sea. Master 0’ my ‘- own craft." - I]- The girl smiled delightedly. Once again. Arabian Nights. ahoy! There had been. it seemed, a Chinese merchant of Bagdadâ€"no. Honoluluâ€"- w‘io was sending out a cargo to Cal- ifornia that would go under the hat- ches rice and tea, but come out coolies and opium. He wanted just the right sort of men along to smuggle them through, and Ponape Burke, wh) had ben idling about the town. was Cgiosen. "But. ady." he eXplained earnest- 13. dont mistake. I sure meant t’play f ir and square with Uncle Sam. I plann d 110:1 tmake a piece o’side monez. and do my plumb duty as a cit- izen b3 upping off the contraba1d. ” His countenance beamed Witl en- joyment at the intended coup; inno- cent of any slightest perception of the shame of bad faith. As ha, went on. however. his fiatures turned ugly with disgust. Unce Sam had proved an unbelievable tightwad, and the Orientals had dis:overed Burke 3 attempt. They had 861: gun- men afte: him. And “for a reason”â€" whieh the man did not explainâ€"he was cpzzspmuom. “I could 01‘ laid up ashore" 1e said, “but some ulavale devil Shalghaies my bankroll and leaves me jus plain on the beach. So I stows awas here.” Palmyra thought it safe tobelieve he really had been robbed. “Scthen,” she inquired in a tone of regre, “you are not after all a pirate? I ilt you might have heard the Rainbcv was seeking buried treasure. " Ponape Burke shot a look of interest in her direction. Then aparently annoyed that, for even a moment, he could have taken her seriouly, he voiced a protest. Presently: ‘Miss why did 31ay be- low She had lain below to omsult a buccaneer. So “I’m sorry ym don’t smack more of the Spanish mm,” was what she said. Then he asked: “But what did you have in mind? Maybe we could do better’n y’think.” Palmyra shook her head invisibly.‘ “Oh, no,” he said, “you‘le not at all the so But she explahgd, When she had found that there wag someone aboard, she recalled a popular comedy: a burglar entrapped, all unknown to ithe others, with a house pat-v under here?” THE DURHAM CHRONICLE guard in quarantine; no end of mys- tery,excitement, before he’d been dis- covered. “And I hoped.” she concluded. vav-vâ€" we could E621? up a: little plot. Some- thing piratical, thrilly. But.” she added resignedly, “not a one would be scared at you.” i From the dark there came a. pro- longed chuckle. “Well.” hesitated Burke at length, “If y’mustnhMenYeh Burke at length, “if y’insistf, oh pirates ‘OAL‘- ““5 Qty “‘7 -vâ€"â€" v..â€" . . . But why not some stunt a little more genteel? A concert say? I know a lot 0’ native songs.” In sample he gave her a phrase; a chanting fragment, rhythm without music; low-voiced words, melifluous, polysyllabic._ - a j ___:A.1. A ‘IAICAk HUJJ NJ Gown-v “Them.” he concluded with a touch of pride. “Something like that.” But the girl scorned minstrelsy. He relapsed into a laughâ€"to her irritation. “Pirates it is,” he assent- ed. “And even if yer; hunch ain’t scart 0' me, maybe we éould frame em up a startle. Wouldn’t be a bit surpris- ed. Not a bit.” He was much amus- ed. laughed again. .“ “°--v“ 'There w\{72-Lâ€"ghsilence for an interval. Then, “D‘y know where the gangway is y’came in at?” he asked unexpect- edly. - _ .. . Vuba o The girl looked puzzedly toward him; turned her gaze in the direction of the door. “Yes,” she said wonder- ing1y_, “I__knoyv_ efactly where it is.” “dun- u 1....4. cocaâ€"g y , "Then,” said Ponape Burke, “Just give it one flash with yer torch." The girl Was. suddenly again, a. little afraid. Hark? Was that a sound of Burke moving? Her thumb touched the torch. As a lightning flash, its ray shot forward, landed full upon the plump vest, the chubby infantile face. Burke still sat on the trunk. V thv -"U""' The shaft leaped across, and then in its circle, vivid against the door, there. sprang into being a savage face. Wild, copper-hued, it held rigid as a jungle lion caught by photo-flashlight. Under a great mat of hair, fierce star- ing eyes, grinning lips drawn back from two rows of square teeth that clamped upon the blade of a ten-inch knife. It was not the face of Burke. It was not the face of a white man. (Continued Next Week) UAAQQQMW v-â€"â€" Before oBurke could have moved, she whirled toward the entry, switched on the light. v __v Again darkness; impenetrable, t1m1da11nc' She remained unconvinced and he The oldest music hitherto re- corded on the American continent has been unearthed and recon- structed for production at the forthcoming Sea Music Festival at. Vancouver. These are three song-dances ascribed to the Indian Chief Mambertou by Marc Lescarâ€" bot, the young lawyer from Paris who in the year 1609 published an entertaining account of the life of the French garrison at Port Royal in Nova Scotia. Lescarbot, like all educated men of his day, was something of a musician, and wrote down in solfa notation the melody of songs he heard this Indian chief sing, but no modern historian appears to have realized the importance of this notation. However, in reconstructing an English version of “L’Ordre de Reconstructs Continent’s Oldest Music . dened on Monday when news reached here that Mr. Colin McKinnon had passed away in Mount Forest hospital after a short illness of pneumonia. The funeral takes place on Wednesday from Mr. C. McMillan’s undertaking rooms. Mrs. Newlywed asked her helpful husband to copy a recipe from the radio that morning. fie tuned in on the station but got two stations and could not tune either of them out. He did his best. It went like this: --v “-V‘ â€"_v “Hands on hips, place one cup flour on shoulders, raise knees and press toes, and mix in one cup of milk. Re- peat six times. Inhale quickly one spoonful of baking powder. Lower legs Ban-Temps,” written in French -by . Louvig‘ny de Montigny, J. Murray! Gibbon of the C. P. R., was struck by the possibilities of this music, and suggested to Dr. Healey Willan, ‘of the Toronto Conserva- tory of Music; that he should ar- range it for modern production. To an Indian. the melody is only half the music, and the problem was to discover the original rhythm. Fortunately after con- siderable study, Dr. Willan was able to find in the traditional tribal music of the Melicite In- dians, who are descendants of the S'ouriquois of Lescar-bot’s time, three traditional dance rhythms which exactly fit the melodic line of the notes recorded by the French historian of three hundred years ago. In this manner three Raw Furs Wanted Raw Furs of all kinds for the European Markets for which I will pay the High- est Market Price. BEEF HIDES HORSEHIDES SHEEPSKINS HORSEHAIR and FEATHERS Bring them in to my ware- house or write or phone and I will call for them. 1 Door North McLaughlin’s Garage Phone '66. A Jumbled Recipe Durham delightful song-dances have been reconstructed and have been in- corporated in the ballad opera “The Order of Good Cheer,” which will be produced on January~25th at Vancouver. Hitherto the old- est song identified with Canada has been the hymn “Jesus Aha. tonia," which Father Brebeuf translated into the Huron dialect about the year 1642 for the Indian converts at Quebec. The song- dances of Chief Mambertou are, however, native to Canada and were noted by Lescarbot in the year 1606. The probability is that they were old even at that time, as folktunes are handed down by Indian musicians from generation _ to generation. and mash two hard-boiled eggs in a. sieve. Exhale, breathe naturally, and sift dumbells through sieve into water. “Attention! Lie flat on the floor and roll the white of an egg backward and forward until it comes to a boil. In ten minutes remove from the floor and rub smartly with rough towel. Breathe naturally, dress in warm flannels, and serve with soup.” Onlookerâ€"“Surely. Mose, you don’t expect to catch fish in that stream?” Moseâ€"“No, sah. I don’t expect to. I’se just showing my old woman I has no time to turn the wringer." 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