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denly. without warning preliminary of sound. there appeared within the outer circle of light the ends of four great massive squ_are fingegs. - She might have swept the ray into all the corners, but she hesitated to repeat the vision of the night before. Rather. she held the blankets up in- vitingly and, in silence. turned the jet of light upon them. _ For _almost _a She switched on the torch, forced herself forward. Then after a mo- ment's hesitation: “Hereâ€"you! Are you cold? I have two blankets.” She stood. waiting. listening. She could feel the darkness move with un- seen menace. but the dead silence of that prisoned space gave no sound of Presently, however. a well-authenti- cated chin settled into place and two lips grew arbiLr ary. She arose. excus- ed herself and marched down the companionway. Yes. the blankets were still there. She snatched two. se- cured her torch and reached the bulk- head door. unchallenged. The girl started, irnplusively. to rise. then sank back again. She had seen the steward below, a short time past. overhauling blankets, a reserve supply for the men forward. If she could manage to get one or two of these coverings. . . . Compassion urged the deed. Butâ€"she was afraid. Moreover. he now verged on the pa- thetic. shaking with cold. Palmyra recollected. with a stab of pity. that. brown creature down below. But if Burke‘s face had gained in significance. his figure had not. By daylght the pirate’s face had lost its cherubic aspect. Still singularly undeveloped as to line and feature. there was now more visibly upon it a maturity of significance that could only have been stamped by dissipa- tion. hardship and danger, or some more volent temperamental urge than, at first view. could have been suspect- At this moment she caught sight of the man himself. standing in the alley between the house and the rail. "Mrs. Crawford." she introduced, "this is Mr. Burke, the well-known pirate. Will be pleased, yo ho ho, to demonstrate walkng the plank. I’m sure if you could see him scuttle a. ship you‘d feel we‘d been greatly dis- tinguished.” Mrs. Durley stepped forward, hesi- tated. held out a card tray. “A gentle- man to see you, Miss Tree,” she an- nounced. , "A gentleman to see Miss Tree?” in- qured Mrs. Crawford in an amused acceptance of the play. “Why, how At this point the shadow of the sail came swooping down again across Palmyra‘s eyes and she awoke to find that Mrs. Duriey, the stewardess, was regarding her with an amused and curious expression. The girl flushed guiltily. But soon she was somber again. She had been shaken by that fierce visage leaping out at her from the dark. She should have suspected a second presence. One glance at Burke’s hand, gloved though it was, should have suf- ficed. It was small, pudgy, never the thick and sinewy paw that had fasten- ed upon the cabin port. Her wits about her, she should have 'mistructed Burke’s song; not have waited to be told afterwards that he was chanting: “Silent, go, stand against the door knife in teeth and look terrific.” Such a shade' lay across the girl’s face. When the Rainbow rose to a surge, the shadow moved, as a curtain up, and the sunbeam caught in turn and illumined perfect teeth, dimples, eyes that danced with fun; set a-flame the crown of bright hair, her most noticeable endowment. Next morning Mrs. Crawford and her guests were gathered in the lee of the deckhouse, bundled in- their rugs. The sun, only at intervals, had been blinking through, bringing a touch of warmth to the surface of the sea, charming the spreading canvas into life. As, presently, Palmyra roused from her preoccupation to join the others in a laugh, the luminary glanced down again and printed on the deck, black and sharp-edged, the lifting shadows of the sails. Almost. the girl sprang back. cried 'cabin, makes a secret investigation and discovers a stowawayâ€"a man so mild in appearance that she is dkappointed â€"and tells him so. He commands her to :hnce at the door. "She obeys and sees a huge. fierce. copper-hood manâ€" PAGE 6. "Airplane or sea horse?” questioned WHAT HAPPENED BEFORE fahnm Tree and her parents. with great word. And here, upon her hip was the greatest man alive. What better, then, than this for a name" And so it was the brown baby was known forever to. all white man as The print was oddly familiar, yet bafflingly unreadable. as a sentence in Russian would have been to Palmyra. For in the mother’s alphabet there were but fourteen letters: eleven of our consonants unmeaning character. empty bottle up beiore the eyes of the naked brown baby that; he might admire the bright red and green of its lithograph. She had tried to make out- the inscription upon itâ€" ONYX BRAND The Hubbard Extra-Choice Far away on some somulent speck of coral he would be drowsing through the years; ignorant as to white man’s ways, safe forever from the question- able leadership of Ponape Burke; never to touch and cross the life of Miss Palmyra Tree of Boston. But it was not a pop bottle that the fat horizon-burster flung into the bird’s nest fern. It was a bottle which had held olives. '1‘11ere.as the olive bottle had fallen, the island mother her babe upon her hip. had fo_und it. She had held the Here the pirate took up the story of his brown companion’s name. 71' It had been a pop bottle that the fat horizon-burster (White man) flung Into the bird’s nest fern beside the ipzixg. this lion of a man would not now be here. “,"Why she cried impuléively, “whit is that he has tattoed on his arm?” line of blue-black markings along the inner side of this arm. She dscovered with surprse that these tatooings were lettersâ€"her own alphabet. At first she did not catch the word because two of its symbols were upside down. As the savage sat upon the hatch a corner of the blanket touched the teakwood. When he reached to rescue the fabric his thick right fore arm shot out from under cover and so re- mained. The girl became aware of a certainly a something new upon thai strange countenance. The stowaway stared, grinned, re- peated the name. He turned to his savage, spoke animatedly, nodded his head toward her. The brown man’s eyes sought the girl’s face once more and she felt sure he had, in some ob- scure way, been moved. There was calling you ‘Palm-tree’?” She assented. “But what, What kind of a joke . .” “It isn’t a joke,” she affirmed, “My family name is Tree andâ€"” she glan- ced amusedly at Constanceâ€"“my given name is Palm.” Van laughed. “Oh admirable,” he cried. “An admrable efiect. And never till the moment did I suspect. Why, Palm Tree . . . “Excuse me, miss, ” said Ponape Burke, “but didn’t I hear this gent a- ‘Tis dee-lightfully sanitary, ladies,” the showman added, “and colors the hair up any shade o’ blond you like. Butâ€"” he tittered and glanced audac- iously at Miss Tree’s own headâ€" “the very foxiest and most ' envied hue some of ’em succeeds in getting up is a real orangey near-red.” “’Tisn’t so much that he’s got hair, Burke was saying, “as that his hair ain’t black, as you’d expect, but a pretty gay species 0’ tan. Which lad- ies and gents, is South Sea beauty- parlor stufi'.” If the savage recognized her she was unable to note any change in his coun- tenance. Indeed, she saw that this copper mask would seldom, if ever, yield to the civilized eye any useful in- dication of the mood within. Ponape Burke, showman, had seized a double handful of the bush of hair (”1,239 native’s head, and was saying: mummm And only then did she belatedly The} realize that these mitts were not of stolidls As Palmyra and her parents appear- ed, Ponape Burke was explaining that the remote intelligence at his feet knew no word of any white man’s lan- silk, but of tattooer’s ink. When the girl came on deck the next morning there the savage sat, cross-legged on the fore-hatch, hud- Larry: “Me teii"em, sir? Is it likely dled under his blankets in the sun. \ eyes upon he ’ “You’re all probably right about :Burke, ” he said presently. “But did iyou ever think how thoroughly we’re gbound down by the old conventional nonsense in character readingâ€"phren- ology and all that? A stripling devel- ops a square jaw. Prestoâ€"we recognize a determined character, a human bulldog. Really it’s only more bone in his jaw. And 1f he has a broad high iforehead . . “Solid ivory again,” said Van. ‘Palm 5 pirate couldn’t be further from our fixed idea of a cutthroat: ~ fierce moustachios, hawk nose, deep- set, pierCing, evil eyes. Yet in real life your cold-blooded, murdering brute is quite as likely to be some ef- femhsfiate youth selling soda water with a . . “Never,” said Van, “did I have soda water with a lisp.” Fairnyra had been wondering why isn‘t Va}; John Thurston had not joined in the accord. As he stood holding to the main shrouds, the big muscles of arm and shoulder swelling under his coat, he was never quite the yachtsman on an idle cruise; always, intangibly, a something of the construction engin- eer on his way to the Philippines to take charge of government workâ€"the Rainbow to put him aboard a trans- port at Honolulu, or possibly if time permitted, at Guam. Palmyra now spoke. “It’s nonsense to take that little man seriously,” she affirmed. There was a general assent. “When he says such things,” she ad- ded. “it’s like hearing a baby swear; awful, and you ought to be shocked. but at the same time comic. I de- light in his efforts to make himself out something brigandish." was “All pink and white, peaches and cream,” he went on recklessly; “a living being as beautiful as a painted picture. I ain’t meaning no disrespect, but that, Miss Tree, as I reckon you will understand, just fair knocks them white and brown alike, dead in a row.” “But do you really believe Palm Tree’s pirate has been in gun battles and all that?” Constance Crawford “Oh,” he added with a shrugging gesture acquired from the natives, “you’d never guessâ€"never.” He hes- itated in a diffidence strange to his nature. “But think, miss. Here we are, maybe ten, fifteen years never. seeing any woman’s face except these silly brown critters or perhaps the wife 0’ some missionary or trader, here too longâ€"sickly, pale, done for. And then, of a sudden, along you comes; a â€"a vision He stammered in his effort to find words that should do justice to his sentiment, but not offend. ' “I suppose,” he began at last, “y’ haven’t no idea how a Mary like you hits us islanders, kanaka or white?” Burke was silent for an interval, his oddly undeveIOped features rather ab- surd in their maturity of thought. . “In the low islands,” said Burke, the palmtree’s the most important thing they have got. Couldn’t live without it a day.” Here aside from fish, there was often no food except the pandanusâ€"scorned elsewhereâ€"and the cocoanut. The nuts were eaten at every meal; cooked or raw, green, ripe, genminated. For all the accessories of life the palm could be made, if need were to furn- ish the material. And she was named Palmtree! “But, lady,” Burke persisted, “tain’t the things I’ve mentionedâ€"not even your nameâ€"which counts so much as â€"” he paused calculatinglyâ€"“as that hair o’yours, that red hair.” She was again annoyed, but decided to laugh. but a seaman, unexpectedly starting that way, would have caught Olive. The islander had slipped overside at that point, dangling from a stanchion, only his hands visible. He had put one down to the port, intending to hang trailing from that if the sailor had come near. A roll of the yacht thrust his forearm through. Then the seaman had turned away and Olive lifted himself on deck. But far more important than Pal- myra Tree’s courage and kindness was her name. To the white man it had seemed interesting, to the brown, as- tonishing. ‘1'.“ vvâ€"'â€" at the hand in the port nor the face under the spotlight. And she’d come down with blankets when a brown be- ing was in misery with cold. As regarded the hand: The stow-' aways, precariously hidden on deck in a boat, had taken the first chance to sneak below. Burke had got to cover, . The girl did not know whether to like that or not. “Speaking 0’ this big brute,” Burke began, indicating Olive; “he don’t do notbing now but ask questions about They sat side by side, gripping stolidly the khaki fabric that strug- gleg, _flapp1ng to the wind behind To W191}. said Burke, it was THE DURHAM CHRONICLE had not Squawked Unexpectedly, startling, the savage, unbeknown to any one of them all, had materialized himself here, was sit- ting almost within their circle. And his eyes were leveled upon her in a She had a sudden curiosity concem- ing this Ponape Burke in her new de- pendence upon him. She was eager to look at him. And she knew he would be perched on the forehatch, his brown man as ever at his elbow, sil- ent, motionless, a pagan joss. She whirled around to gaze, then caught her breath in dismay. She had had a suffocating sense that never, for one instant, could she protect herself from them and their problem. And then, as an inspiration, it had come to her that Ponape Burke should be her refuge. Until she was sure about the twoâ€"oh, so sure!â€" she could always fly to him. She’s de- mand her pirate’s stories, and force Van and John also to sit and listen, no matter how rebellious. During this idle chatter the girl had felt, growing with every moment, “a fuller perception of herself aboard this yacht. Never until now had she had a complete realization of the in- timacy of this cruise with Van and John; of the incredible nearness of these two to her. She had been, all at once, appalled. Thus they would go on through every waking hour, unes- capable in their demand upon her love. “I’m only windjamming, of course,” Thurston laughed. “I don’t doubt our stowaway’s a little man, sufi'iciently blunt as to his moral perceptions, but quite harmless, making himself the hero of every gory story he picks up, eager to pose as a deep-sea bad man. But stillâ€".” sea. As John Thurston went on to amplify his thoughts regarding Burke she glanced over her shoulder to scofi‘. I could chase your bad man over the deck with a feather duster. ” at the rail gazing out over .the sunset Raw Furs of all kinds for the Enropean 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 A will call for them. A. Tinianov Raw Furs Wanted It is less than two years ago since the Canadian Pacific experi- mented with its first Music Fes- tival, which was held at Quebec and dealt with the folksong pre- served by the French-Canadians whose forefathers brought these old songs with them to this coun. try'three hundred years ago. That experiment met with such favor that it was repeated on a still more ambitious scale last Spring. Both these Festivals drew many visitors to Quebec from other parts of \Canada and from the United States, the Governor-Genâ€"i now had thought of devoting a whole series of concerts to this subject, and it is a tribute to the growing importance of Vancouver as a world port that the Canadian Pacific Railway, which is organ- izing this Fetsival, should have chosen to locate it here. amount of music connected with the sea, dating back as far as the Song of Miriam, which tradition says was sung to the Children of Israel, on the bank of the Red Sea. Yet somehow no one till The idea or a. Music Festival is not new to Vancouver, but the Festival devoted entirely to sea music. which is being organized to take place in this city next January, is the first of its kind, staged In this. the Hotel Vancouver. Inset ll 8 general view viewed from the roof garden of the Hotel. Now A Sea Music Festival “Where’s your tooth brush?” he de- manded. “Here, sir," said Private Brown, pro- ducing a large scrubbing brush. The Captain, taking inspection, not- iced Private Brown had no tooth brush. too often country hotels are found to be impossible. We are not, of course, referring to the larger towns and cities when making a comparisonâ€"Am- herstburg Echo. Hint to Hotelmen Once again a certain class of hotel- keeprs are trying to induce the Gov- ernment to regulate private homes that cater to tourists during the sum- mer. This, we presume, means that it is sought to put such opposition out of business, or charge them a license fee. The easiest and best way for the hotelmen to secure the tourist bus- iness is to set a good table, provide as good beds, give as much cleanly com- fort and charge no greater rates. While they are at it they might also eliminate the loafers so often found around the country hotels, and who so often make uncomplimentary com- ments on arriving and departing guests. Anyone who has done much touring in the province will admit that private homes are frequently found to be havens of rest and comfort, while profound unblinking stare that seemed to have been going on for hours. At Winnipeg, the Canadian Pa- cific selected another phase of popular music available in this country, namely, the folksongs of the settlers of Continental Euro- pean extraction, who are now generally classified as New Cana- dians. Fifteen racial groups par- ticipated, and the demonstrations of folksong and folk dancing was a revelation to the Anglo-Cana- dians. One practical result of this Festival is the projected open-air folk Museum. for which the City of Winnipeg has declared its readiness to provide the land! with the Highland Gathering. This made such an appeal to the national pride of the Scots that the idea was repeated at the sec- ond Festival last September. Following on he Quebec experi- ment, a Scottish Musical Festival wag staged at Banff, in connection eral showing his interest by going down to attend the celebration by special train. They have had the effect of creating a better under- standing ot the French-Canadian people, and the lovely old melodies which had hitherto been known mostly in the backwoods of Que- bec, are now being sung all over Canada. The leading musicians of this country are realizing that in these melodies. Canada has a priceless heritage. which the _various racial (Continued Next Week.) What will result from the forth- coming Festival at Vancouver re- .mains to be seen, but there is every evidence that it will be well worth attending. A galaxy of concert stars will be supported by a number of local choirs and by the Scottish Symphony Orchestra. John Goss, Jeanne Dusseau, Paul Bai, and the Hart House Quartet, represent but a few of the names that should attract the crowds. Most interesting of all, perhaps, will be the Sea Chanties which F. H. Wallace, once a Captain on a Bluenose boat and author of “Wooden Ships and Iron Men" will stage. Captain Wallace has col- lected chantics from sailors on Canadian sailing ships, and can thus give a truly Canadian flavour to those fine old Sea Songs, The Festival, which will last four days, will be under the same direction as the Yuletide Festival which will centre around the Empress Hotel at Victoria a month earlier. at present is admittedly lacking. and would also be the source of everlasting interest and pride to every thoughtful citizen of Can- groups have offered to build typi- cal peasant cottages in which their handicrafts may be permanently exhibited. Such a Museum would undoubtedly provide Winnipeg with the tourist attraction which yet that thing into your mouth?" shouted the Captain angrily. “No, sir," replied Brown, without changing his expression. “I take my teeth out.” “You don’t mean to tell me you can lambtoh Street. Lower T01 Ofllce hours, 2 to 5 pm" (except Sundays). -m ..,. 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