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Show F11ILA T VOYAGE OF IJlglj There Was a Smile Upon Her Lips and a Mist of Tears in Her Eyes. 1753, September, 1753," as though the conception could hardly find acceptance accept-ance in her mind. The .men were grouped close beside the entrance, while De Nova and Celeste had gone forward to assist Dade in bringing his supper from the galley, so that for the moment we were comparatively alone. As I bent over, wondering what I had best say, she questioned quickly, with a little sharp indrawing of the breath: "And and the people, Jack, the crew? What became of them?" "Dead more than a century ago," I answered solemnly. "I did not stop this morning to read the log, and so I know litlle of their story. But the vessel itself tells of storm and of long struggle in the ice; probably most of those on board perished from exposure expos-ure and cold." Her hands clasped mine, her cheeks white from apprehension. "Were were there any any bodies here?" "Yes," 1 replied reluctantly, not daring dar-ing to say otherwise. "How how many?" "Pour men, a woman, and a child." An instant she stared into, my face; then swept her eyes about the lighted light-ed cabin, only to bury them within her hands, her whole body trembling. "A a woman and child! Here! here! for 126 years! Oh, merciful God!" she lifted her eyes again, filled with horror, her hands clenched "They they -were actually here, appearing ap-pearing natural? looking as they did in life?" "Yes; they seemed to be sleeping, for they had been solidly frozen in the very attitudes in which they died. The woman rested on the couch yonder. She had beautiful dark hair and eyes, and must have been about 30 years of age. The child was in a bunk, a little flaxen-haired girl of three or four." "And and you buried them?" "As best we could. We wrapped them in blankets, and consigned them to the deep, with a prayer for their souls." I bent closer. "Doris, dear, don't let this rest so heavily upon you. I wish I might have kept it all hidden. It was only the end of one of the innumerable in-numerable tragedies of the sea. We must face our own needs now, and that task will require all our courage." I thought she did not hear me, the tears continuing to fall between her fingers, half-suppresed sobs shaking her form. Yet as -I rested my hand upon her shoulder, she looked up at me out of moistened eyes, her lips firmly set. "Yes yes; I know. Jack, but but and shaming them by leading the way myself. . I need not dwell upon the unpleasant unpleas-ant details. The most disagreeable portion fell to me, although Johnson took hold like a man after the first few moments of reluctance. The others oth-ers devoted themselves diligently to scraping off the" ice. gathering up and casting overboard the accumulation of litter about the main cabin and the various staterooms, and assisting us only as we passed the heavy, rigid bodies through the stern-ports. We performed this unpleasant task of burial hastily, but with all gentleness; there was little to do except to wraD door and stepped within. Scarcely a reminder was left of that horrible interior in-terior dominated by death which had been revealed to me a few hours before be-fore by the smoky glare of the torch. While we were laboring forward to clear the deck, Doris and Celeste evidently evi-dently had also been diligently employed, em-ployed, and with womanly intuition had given to the desolate interior a home-like touch which was irresistible. I could only come to a pause gazing about and wondering if we could really real-ly be afloat upon a century-old wreck, tossed helplessly on the waters of the Polar sea. The odd, old-fashioned swinsins: lantern threw vinlot-Tnied SYNOPSIS. The story opens with tho introduction of John Stephens, ;i dvenl uror, a Massachusetts Massa-chusetts man marooned by authorities at Valparaiso, Chile, liointf interested in mining operations in Bolivia, lie was denounced de-nounced by Chile as tin insurrectionist and as a cons, uueuce was hiding. At his hotel his attention was attracted by an Knelishman and a youn woman. Stephens rescued the voting woman from a oninken otheer. Ilo was thanked by her. Admiral of the Peruvian navy confronted con-fronted Stephens, tcld him that war had been declared between Chi!" and Peru and offered him the oi'tico of captain. Ho rles;red that that niaht the Esmeralda, a Chilean vessel, should he captured. Stephens accepted the commission. Stephens met a motley crew, to which he was assigned. ITc ave them final instructions. in-structions. They boarded the vessel. They successfully capture'! the vessel supposed to be the KsmoraMa. through strategy. Capt. Stephens gave directions for the departure de-parture of the craft. Ho entered the cabin cab-in and discovered the Kiv-thsh woman and her maid. Stephens quick iy learned the wrons vessel had been capt tired. T' was 1,rd Parh'n-jtop's privn'o yacht, the lord's wife and maid 1-einJ aban!.' lie explained the sanation to t:cr ladyship. lady-ship. Then First Mate Tuttle laid bare the plot, savin'-' that the Sea Queen had been taken in order to cto to the Antarctic Antarc-tic circle. Tultle explained that, on a former vm'asr ho luvl learn, d that the Henna Isabel was lost in lot!. He had found It frozen in a huge case of i"o on an island ami eouta'n-'d much gold. Stephens cons.-nted to be thp captain of the expedition. He told I-ady Darlincton. She was greatly alarmed, but expressed confidence in him. The Sea Oeeep encountered a vess- 1 in tile fos. Stephens attempted to communicate. This caused a fierce struggle and he was overcome. Tutlie finally squaring the situation. sit-uation. Then the Sea Queen headed south again. Vnder Tattle's guidance the vessel ves-sel made progress toward its goal, rie Nova, the mate, told Stephens that he behoved Tuttle. now acting as skipper, insane because of his queer actions. S'ophens was awakened by crashing of glass. I To saw Tutlie in the grip of a spasm of religious mania and overcame lorn. Tho sailor upon tvpninins his senses was taken ill. Tuttle committed suicide bv shooting. Upon vote of the crew Stephens assumed the leadership and the men derided to continue the treasure hunt, the islands being supposed to be only 200 miles distant. Tultle was buried in the sea. Lady D irlington pronouncing the service. . Stephens awaking from sleep saw the ghost, supposed to have formed the basis for Tuttlo's religious mania. Upon advie'e of T-ady Darlington, Stephens started to probe the ghost. Tie came upon Teut. Sanchez, the drunken drunk-en officer he bad bumbled in Chile. He found that at Sanchez' inspiration. Engineer En-gineer MotCnight played "ghost" to scare the men into giving up Ihe nuest. Stephens Steph-ens announced that the Sea Queen was at the spot where Tuttlo's quest was supposed sup-posed to be. The or. w was anxious to s;o on in further seereh. Tie Nova and Stephens Steph-ens er.nrtuered tberr- :n a fist fi-rht. Tjadv Parl'nsrton thanked 'dm. The Sea Queen starferl pnrtluvr'l. be was wreck-o.T in a foe- S-cnbe-" rie XnvL T.a.dy Parlin'on a-rt 1 or p'd be'n those to st out in a l'fe b'-at. -Ten w.-re rescued. S-enhens S"W onlv one chance in a thousand thou-sand for life T.artv Darlinston confessed her love to Stephens and be did likewise. I.ady Parbncton told tier hfe story: how she had b'-en bartered for a title, her vearr-'na for absent: love. She revealed herself as the school chum of Steobens' .qister. She expressed a wish to die in the sea rather than fa' e her former friends and en b-ck to the old life. A slop was s'"hted The craft p""ved to be a derehct. Troy hoaroted her. She was frozen titrht with lilmrtre-'K of years of ice. The vessel ves-sel was tho Ponnn Tsabol. lost in l..3. 16 years previous. The frozen bodies of the former crew were removed. CHAPTER XXIV. Continued. That breakfast was the first warm meal any of us had enjoyed for five days, and we ate it together, sitting about on the galley deck. The men were unusually silont, even the voluble Kelly holding his tongue. No doubt their thoughts were with their perilous situation and the grewsome task confronting con-fronting them; yet they partook heartily heart-ily of the food, and I endeavored by every means in my -power to arouse their courage and cheerfulness. To that end I dwelt on the possibility of the weali.lt thai migt. L be concealed between be-tween decks, promising an early search But I spoke most to Lady Darlington, admiring greatly the easy manner in which she bore herself amid such rude surroundings and adapted herself to the necessities of our situation. All semblance of pride and exclusiveness had vanished, and she was a simple-hearted simple-hearted woman, bearing her trials with silent fortitude. Only once did she even refer to our discoveries aft. and then only to appear perfectly satisfied sat-isfied wdien I explained that the cabin was in such disorder it would have lo he cleaned before fit for occupancy. Rough as the experience of the previous previ-ous night had been, her dress soiled, her hair ruffled, ne.er had she appeared ap-peared more attractive than wdien. sitting sit-ting in the midst of us on that galley de:k with the gray daylight streaming in through the broken roof, the ruddy llames of the fire flickered across her face. 1 saw the men glance toward her in respectful admiration as they filed out one by one. and thus left us for a moment alone. No matter what words I whispered in the brief time before I joined them, but as 1 glance ! back where she remained standing, there was a smile upon her lips and a mist of tears in her eyes. As for myself, J was prepared for the work of the day. The urgent need of getting some form of sail up and of releasing the rudder was indeed imperative; any approach of storm would have found us utterly helpless. Yet we could not live on board with those frozen bodies tft. I left Dade busied in the galley, and took the others with me. They vent reluctantly, grumbling among hemselves, yet I permitted them no . port unity for open revolt, driving aem to the work I had decided upon, i it is all so terrible, and and has come to me with such a shock. I can not comprehend it that they should have actually been here here, all those years waiting! But I will not think of it any longer; I I will do something some-thing to make me forget." We all messed together, sitting upon the long benches drawn up about the table, Dade waiting upon us, with Doris Dor-is and Celeste occupying places between be-tween De Nova and myself. At the beginning we spoke little, the strangeness strange-ness of our surroundings holding us silent, but the minds of all being busy with the same thought, we insensibly drifted into conversation regarding our chances of rescue,1 and the history of the old vessel in whose cabin we floated. Once De Nova introduced the subject of the treasure which might be stored away below deck, and the men exhibited their interest by numerous nu-merous question; but I gave them little lit-tle encouragement along this line, realizing re-alizing that for the present our earliest earli-est effort should be to transform the wreck into some degree of safety a sail first, and a clean rudder; these attained, at-tained, ihe search for treasure might begin. What a scene and group that was! th wintry night without, the drifting fog of snow, the helpless hulk rising and falling upon the treacherous heave of the sea, (hat odd, violet-colored light gleaming over us. The faces are even before me the girlish looking Celeste, with her dark curls and white teeth; Lady Darlington, her gray eyes still moist as she glanced about the interior, in-terior, unforgetfnl of its memories; De Nova, jaunty as ever, with no thought beyond the present, recalling to my mind with every movement the lace of that dead Spaniard who for more than a century had sat. where he was sitting; sit-ting; Sanchez, pale and with that hunted look, a counterpart no doubt of some seaman this ship had known in other days; McKnight, burly and rednecked; red-necked; Kelly, his blue eyes filled with the merriment of old Ireland; Johnson, John-son, broad-shouldered, and sober-faced, eating steadily, with never a lift of his shaggy brows; and Dade, fluttering about like a waiter ashore, with his eternal smirking and suggestion of a tip. (TO EE CONTINUED.) the stiffened figures as best we might, weight the.ii, though they were themselves them-selves like stone, and consign them to the gray sea! Not heartlessly, but with unspoken prayers upon our lips, we watched them sink silently into the depths they had resisted so long". Never shall I forget the face of .the child, the last to be buried, nor the sickening feeling with which I sank back upon a bench, staring about the vacated cabin when the awful task was finally accomplished; yet the realization re-alization that it was over- with, the cabin cleared and habitable, made new men of all of us. The bedding was brought forth and , aired before the open ports, the furniture restored to i position, and a fire started in the huge box-stove. This quickly warmed the icy interior and yielded a new aspect of cheerfulness. De Nova and Kelly explored the steward's gantry, discovering discov-ering a quantity of frozen biscuit, several hams rigid as rock, together with numerous flasks of some liquid turned into solid ice. We found candles, can-dles, also, hard as nails though they burned fairly well after a period of sputtering, and we fitted six of them into the great lantern. By noon we-had we-had completed the work, and had brought Lady Darlington ' and Celeste aft for dinner. CHAPTER XXV. In Which We Learn the Story of the Donna Isabel. The short Antarctic day left us little lit-tle opportunity for the w'ork on deck. However, I kept the men employed as long as possible, first setting them at hauling up the longboat and stowing it safely away under shelter, and then at untanglingsome of the ra tile forward. They w nt at this frist task rather unwillingly, for it was carried on in full view of that ice-casketed figure guarding the forecastle, yet they got out two fairly serviceable spars and a considerable amount of cordage so protected by the ice coating as to be still of value. When we finally knocked off and started aft in a body, a dark, cloudy night was about us, the snow falling so thickly as to make it impossible to see sacross the deck. Dade was busily preparing supper in the wrecked galley, the red glare of his fire shining forth through the drifting flakes, while glimpses of light stole out in welcome from the forward cabin windows. The latter appeared shipshape and cheerful enough as we slid back the I rays over the snug scene, while in the center the table, covered by a spotless cloth, was fairly glistening in a brilliant bril-liant display of ancient silver, newly polished, and of decorated glass. Doris, who had been engaged in giving the arrangement some final deft j touches, turned instantly at the sound of bur entrance, her sweet face brightening with interest as she read the amazement amaze-ment pictured in my eyes. , "You have actually worked a marvel!" I exclaimed, admiringly. "Where in the world did you unearth such a display?" "From a locker behind the steward's pantry," she replied, smilingly. "But, oh," with a shiver, "it was most bitter-'y bitter-'y cold in there when we first opened the door. I actually had to wait half an hour before venturing in. Yet you should have seen what we found; this is not half the silver service was simply magnificent; and see every piece is beautifully engraven with a fac-simile of the ship, and a masterpiece master-piece of art." I gazed at the bit of plate handed me, weighing it in my hand, and studying study-ing the' decidedly elaborate scroll. "I have read that tlese old galleons were often furnished regardless of expense," ex-pense," I said, "and the Dons were high livers. Did you make any other discoveries?" "Only several cases of liquor, hut ali were frozen solid. The lazarette opens rrom the pantry, and we succeeded in lifting the trapdoor, but the cold of the air which came up was so intense thai, we were compelled to drop it again immediately. I never imagined such an atmosphere possible." "It is the breath of 126 years of polar winter," I explained. "This very cabin was of that same temperature when we first broke through its ice covering." She pressed her palms to her temples, tem-ples, staring about her at the g'"ay, gold-decorated interior. "Do you actually mean to tell me that that this wreck has been drifting drift-ing and tossing about all that time?'' she questioned unbelievingly. "No, not drifting and tossing about, but solidly imbedded within the ice far south of this. This vessel is' the Donna Isabel the same one Tultle saw and her logbook lies in that farthest state-room yonder. Its last entry was made in September, 1753." She sank down upon the bench, her eyes upon my face, and I heard her lips repeating softly; "September, |