The Syracuse Journal, Volume 26, Number 28, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 2 November 1933 — Page 3

THURSDAY, NOV. 2, 1933

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Xf 6 6Cy«»»-** CHAPTER I Seventy hours of hard nor'-easter had tied up marine activities In and about the little flshlnjt port on the Maine coast, and now on the warm hasy day that followed, work and play began to carry on again. , | Lobster men put out to haul and i bait their pots. Small Inshore aethers stood on and off, masthead lookouts on watch for the first run of mackerel reported. A scanty summer population* for the place was remote and thus fat. unexploited, ventured forth In pleasure craft, skirting the rugged and stormbeaten coastline, enjoying the smell and feel of the sea breezes. A furlong off a rocky point when' the sluggish swell mounted more steeply over a sunken ledge known as Pollock rock, a young man in a fisherman's J dory was shoving his boat slowly and J j to all ap[H*arance aimlessly ■bout. H* stood facing forward and thrust at the j oars with easy strokes. Passing fishermen sighting him thus * employed were mildly curious abouts the object of his efforts, “What’s Tom Jordan doin’ over yonder?" "Du uno. Tryln’ to sweep up an anchor, maybe. There's plenty of ’em daown there.” This theory was as good as any other. But it was not enough to satisfy the curiosity of a girl who since early morning had keep Tom under observation from the porch or window of a long, rambling house that was set on a knoll under the oaks of a wooded Island about a furlong away. The young Instr once or twice had caught th* hellographic flash from the fore lensei of her glass; hestulled to him -self, a little sheepishly.! He smiled stlTTmore when presently ha saw her go down the winding steps, big slabs of stone, and walk out on the runway to the float. Getting Jjl Getting Into a Rowboat She Shoved Off and Pulled In Hie Direction. Into a rowboat she shoved off and pulled In his direction with a stroke that was of the longshoreman rather than of the athletic oarswoman. Oofltlng alongside she rested on her oar*. "What In the world are you up to, Tom?” “Call it treasure hunting, Jessica.” Ills vole* had the local -accent, old Engllah with a slight drawl “What sort of treasure I*’ ’ ■ ■ “Your sort. You.* ; “Me, Tom? Where do you think I A twinkle appeared in the dark eye* “All around me. just out of reach. Vp overhead, or down below there. That seems ths handiest place to look for you. just now.” “Down there—?’’ quizzically “Down there.” He pointed to her colorful reflection In the still water. “Rut you said that you were after treasure. I’d never have thought youa* fortune hunter, Tom.” “I am, though. Only it’s not your fortune Fm after. One to match It” Jessica nodded, and her long lashes drooped. She knew his meaning—and secretly wished that somehow be could - reach soCceaa. Between the two of them or, between Jessica and any suHor, as .far «■ that went—bulked a i conditional Inheritance of one hun- < dred thousand dollar* By the terms 1 of her father's will, in order even to nook her In marriage, a man would have to own a like amount. “SomettuMO I wonder if money is worth that much.” she queetloned demurely. “You aeA « eTer I dld w * nt t 0 I’d have to do all my charming In the ; baldheaded row. Os course I don’t—and then, even if my Lochinvar came | out of the West with saddle bags full of told, there are two pretty long Hr oven then. My guardian’s consent—and mine.” “FU cross those bridges when I some to them," Tom said, doggedly, •but FU cross 'em!” . -Yea, that win be time enough.” Jesak* admitted. “Gardy says my fortun* la about one hundred thousand dollars. Do you think you can hook that much off bottom, Tom?” -Jto. But, with a tittle good luck. | might hook up the key to open the > matt to it* I i Jeaska glared«tMm with*ffiMital

curiosity, though Tom appeared suddenly to have lost interest in the pleasant and easy task of looking at the girl. Rising In the dory he shaded his eyes with his hand, to glare at a motor cruiser that had come from the little fishing port and was heading l out amund the eastern end of the island from which Jessica had rowed. “There they are again,” he growled. . as If to himself. “There who are?” Jessica demanded In surprise. “Those foreign lookin’ guys. They were out early this morning fishing over the Corvette ledge—or taktn’ soundings." he muttered. Jessica said nothing hut. turning, scanned the cruiser with its foreign-looking crew long and with a little frown of anxiety on her.face. Suddenly, coining out of her brown ! study and with a glance at the curi--1 ous-lnoking apparatus which almost I filled his dory, she burst into a ringing ! laugh. “Tom—you old silly! factualI ly believe you are trying to locate the sunken corvette.” “Well, what if I nm? What’s more. Fm beginning to believe that I’m not the only one There are others on the same job—that pair that just passed, and another outfit from New Harbor. Look like Canucks. What gets me. though, is why after all these years there should be three of us with our Ihougbts apparently suddenly turned to the same Joh.” Jessica gave him a pitying look which was not quite all feigned, shook her head, then dipped her oar* "I'm afro Id you’re quite unpromising. Tom. Can’t waste any more time on such a wild-eyed bachelor. Aunt Martha’s ashore and I must see to luncheon. Better come over In an hour or so for a bite." i “No. thank* ‘Frald I Wouldn't be good company. You might tell the doctor I’ll Im* over a little later for a consultation.” “All right, and I’ll tell him to pre ' scribe the best tonic for your troubles. and that’s good, steady work." CHAPTER II At four of the aftern<»on Torn called it a day, a twelve-hour day, and leisurely rowed over to the Island. He had seen Doctor White watching him from the porch. where he sat smoking and resting after some wideiv scattered professional calls —although he had turned over his practice for the summer to a young colleague, and sup|*ose<lly was on vacation. The great trouble with the doctor’s alleged rest was that he took It too ! near his base. I "Doctor."! said Tom, as he made his comfortable berth In t big porch rocker, ’’do you believe It's possible for a man to Xhlnk so hard about something'that other people^might get [ It off his mental radio?” , The doctor nodded. “It happens constantly," he said. "Some .day.” Tom complained, “there’ll be no more privacy of mind. We’ll all become abstractionists or Einsteins tn self defense!" “Well, perhaps by that time there may have been a mental Insulator Invented." "Let’s hope so. doctor. There’ought to be some way to negative your thoughts, or shuffle ’em. I’m not worrying about this simple device Tor locating the wreck. It may be In use. for all I know. Just a big compass dragged along the bottom and wired up to a galvanometer thing, another compass, really, that registers any sudden oscillation of the one below when It fetches up against a mass of Iron.” - ’ , "But the corvette must have been a wooden ship, Tom." “There would be iron enough about her to set the needle chasing Its talk We’ve got authentic record that she’s down there, somewhere." “They failed to locate, her after re pea ted efforts twenty years ago." objected Doctor White dryly. “Faulty method* sir. Settling slowly she might have drifted a long way before fetching up." He went on with a sort of hard determination. “What’s the use of my plugging along as a pretty poor reporter when I’ve got to make a hundred thousand dollars In a hurry or lose Jessica? I think her father was right In asking you to carry out that decision. He showed sense. He knew that she was bound to be the wonder girl she is, and he didn’t kb tend that she should be a poor man’s I drudge, if be could help It For my ' part. If I can’t have Jessica 1 don’t .-are a bllnkety-biank what else I don’t get; so for the immediate future my only chance. It seems to me, la to play long shots and back 'em with all Ft* got!" Doctor White frowned. Td call this a long shot at nothing. Tom. It , wouldn't get you a hundred thousand. I or anything near that If you hit the bull's eye." “Very likely not, air. But It might get me a stake to take a shot at the hundred thou. A shot of dynamite laying bare the vein, or the rotary drill down/to pay sand. But nothing Mke this blooming old wreck that's been sitting on bottom for two hundred and thirty odd year* That’s just s wild grab at a grubstake. What Fm thinking of Is her forty brass guns." “Brass guns?” “Brass or brona* She had them, . if she was the Fourquet. as I hero I reason to believe. She was sent up there by th* French ssTttMMßt to

selxe the colony of Pemsquld that had been founded by Cant. John Smith. On her way north. otT'ETeuthera Island, she had captured and burned'i'vessel that was formerfythe Spanish -caravel' Purlsima Concepcion, but which shortly beftra had been cut off by buCco*. neers and was being operated hy them pirattcajly. There was a rumor that the booty taken off her by the Foorquet was considerable.” “Well, If thete should be s rival crowd, that would make your newspaper story all the more interesting," said Doctor White. “You could work tn this Idea of radio telepathy we’ve mentioned. lam willing to admit that the possibilities are fascinating! walk to the point and see if there is Anybody out there now." They rose and walked to the end of the porch In a world of sand and sunshine. At the corner of the house they saw Jessica coming toward them through the wood* by the path from the little cove. She had thrown a long white coat over her bathing suit and against the dark rich background that held on that hazy afternoon she looked like a Druid priestess coming from her religious rites under her sacred oak. At sight of her guardian and Tom. Jessica swung forward eagerly. “Gardy, there are two Frenchmen ove> in the cove. They R«ked me—nolltely— If thev might land and walk out oa the Whale." Doctor White frowned. “That shall be promptly discouraged. I draw the line at any sort of Intrusion while you are hathlng, especially when you are alone. Altogether too many rough characters hereabouts, to allow anything like that." “But these didn't really Intrude.” Jessica protested. “They stopped their motor and one of them, who was elderly, stood up and took off his hat and asked In a very nice way if they might land when I had finished my hath.” Doctor White raised his eyebrows and glanced at Tom. "What did you tell them, my dear?" “I called hack that they could come ashore whenever they liked, as I was going out. The older man thanked me and begged me not to hurry, Bnt I had really got enough, so I went up Into the woods and watched them from behind a little fir tree. “The young man sculled In the boat like a sailor and helped his father ashore., I heard him say. "Doucement, papa.’ They had a chart and what looked to me, from the distance, like a compass with an axlmuth. They started to walk over to the Whale, as I watched. “Oh. don’t frown at me that way. Gardy! I can take care of myself, you know that, even if my money and my ’hordes’ of possible beaux are laid out wisely and drawing about. the same amount of Interest for me and from me—four and three-fourths per cent! y'. “I almost eloped with a pirate yesterday. Yea. I did! Real pirates always arb ballasted with doubloons, aren't they?” Both men started. “You?” cried the doctor. “When? Where?” He moved as If to start In Instant pursuit. Tom said nothing, though the set of resolution in his clean jaw deepened and an anxious light played for a moment in narrowed eyes. "I. Yesterday. Out there.” she answered demurely. "I was swimming, when along came a seml-cabln cruiser fairly scooting. She was a rakish little boat, too. If I hadn't moved fast she’d have gone straight over me! “Os course I trudgeoned oqt of the way as fast as I could, but would you believe It. that bloody pirate Hove over hl.s tiller—tried to run me down! -It was a narrow squeak, but when I was up from my sudden dive I certainly told him what I thought of him. “He was a swarthy chap, from Miquelon, I suppose. I wonder what particular business he could have had • tn that lonely spot." “The frog!" growled 4 Tom. with all his native coastwise Intolerance. And before he could »i>eak to ask further just what she meant she had flicked up the skirt of her robe and passed Into the house. “If I ever—see —him!" growled Tom slowly and distinctly. Doctor White looked at Tom. “That will certainly have to be looked into." he said. “Meanwhile let’s see about these other*” and set off on a path that skirted the top of the low. broken cliffs along the shore. Coming presently on the corner that presented to open sea and jn sight of the big rock called “The Whale" from its resemblance to a stranded cetacean, they discovered the two men whom Jessica had described, standing on Its rounded back. The out, ao that the rock conid bo reached dry shod from the shore. Both strangers were neatly dressed, aa If for the deck of aa ocean Uner. The older man was In gray tweeds with a hat to match and a long cape thrown back over his shoulders and buttoned behind. The younger wore a blue serge suit end a yachting cap. Ho was holding a box compass la both hands, while the elder was examining, With intense eagerness, a half-rolled ehart. Catching sight of Doctor White and Tom they raised their hats in a formal, courteous way, exchanged a word or two, then began to make their way to the shore. Aa they drew near. Doctor White perceived that the elder wore the reset to of oncer, and the younger the red ribbon of chevalier of the Legion cTHonneur. Even without being in favor of their errand and ready to bristle instantly because of their. In trosloQ oa Jeoslca. both Doctor White and Tom were conscious of something likeable about their handsome, wellhead face* Coating cloae, they paueed, and the elder et the strangers said la aeareely accented English. "I hope. six. that we have not done ao moch wrong in trespass'?" "No, you are entirely at liberty to land, gentlemen," responded Doctor White, albeit in a tope that bespoke more courtesy than cordiality. -But wo must apologise for having disturb* the yduac iady. Unfortunately wo do not see her vatil too Ist* You will permit we Introduce ourselves? I am the Admiral Comte de

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t Coriay, of the French navy, retired, ! and this is my son Robert, lieutenant French jmvy, qp ait ponths, leave.? . *. .. • . . . ... Doctor White returned the introduction. The-younger De Coriay, who had * >a rather* merry,- mischievous face, - | stalled. When he spoke it was in perfect English, with an extraordlnary.andat time* comical mixture of British j and American idiom. 1..“ I say." he remarked, “i hope you don't think we’re sple* You must wonj der what we’re doing here." j Tom spoke up. “Hl bet I can make a close guess. Lieutenant” ■ Robert looked amused. “Well, what then. Mr. Jordan?” he asked. -- “You’ve come to try to locate the i French corvette Fnurquet that struck this ledge out here and sank, quite a good many years ago," J VW -T b-b; V' Both Strangers Were Neatly Dr*«**d, as if for th* Deck of ’ j an Oc*an Lln*r. | The effect of this speech was startling. Robert and his father exchanged i a glance of astonished dismay. Roth faces seemed to harden, Robert’s whitening a little under Its olive tan. Then th* count asked slowly, as If with some effort. “And why should you think such a thing, monsieur?” “Well, Count I guess It’s because I happen to be looking for her myself.* Doctor White, observing the consternation in both of the strangers’ • face*, gave a short laugh. He was rather glad that Tom had laid this first card on the table. “About an hour ago. gentlemen, before we learned that you were here." he remarked, “Mr. Jordan told me of his premonition that others were already on the field with the same object In view. He asked me If I believed In mental radio telepathy.” “Sapristl." murmured the count. "It ean be not so moch els* I” “But why should you want to locate this messy old hulk?" Robert asked. “She must be the barnacles’ breakfast food, by now." "Maybe for the same reason that you do. Lieutenant.” Tom answered, then with an afterthought added, as a •ort of volley of grape or canister, “and this third outfit." “What’s that?” Robert gasped. come, you don’t mean to say that there ar* still other* In the show?" “Looks that way, IJeutenant. , For several days past I’ve noticed three men in a half-decked motor semi cabin cruiser drifting round off here. At first I thought they might be bootleggers from Nova Scotia or maybe Miquelon, but now I have come to believe they’re something worse—pl rates!" “Miquelon?" The count's face was transformed suddenly from that of an amiable elderly gentleman to the fierce sea fighter of the race of Breton nobility from which he sprang. He looked at Robert and shot out the <ame, “Sebastien!" Robert nodded coolly. “The same dog-eared blighter, papa." Tom tn his Interest forgot his own suspicions and animosity. "Some skunk that got hep to your plans and is trying to beat you to It?” “Rlght-o," Robert said. This Sebastien was quartermaster aboard the destroyer I commanded during the war, and a Miquelon man. He must have overheard my father when he cam* aboard at Brest to tell me about this old Fourquet. She was commanded by our ancestor, snd papa found hit diary la an escritoire he hauled out of the attic to sell. Some of us were jolly bard hit by the war. y’know. Well, It seems this ancestor of ours had quite a tidy bit of his own private loot on the Fourquet that he hadn’t time tn salve before the went down. You scarcely could have heard of that?” Robert’s light hazel eyes rested a little challengingly on Tom; but their gaze was met steadily enough. “No,* Tom'bald slowly, “I thought there might be ship's money or plato or some plunder taken off pirates she w*s chasing before they ordered her to these water* Bnt what Fm after Is her gun** Robert, catching bls father’s eye, satd lightly. "There, you see. papa? Didn’t I say that her guns would pay th* shot, even If we failed to collar our revered ancestor’s booty?" He looked at Tom. “Would you question our right to the latter. Mr. Jordan F •Not If you found It first" Tom asanted him. "or the guns either, for that matter. In that case Fd haul out.” -And If you found her first?” “Well, IJeutenant Td have to think that over. Td say Td hav* a heavy salvage claim on whatever was re“Rut she Is a French ship. Mr. Jordan." ths count protested. “More than that, she was a government ship.? Tom shook bls bead. “She belonged to the French crown. You’ve since abolished that.” “Rut we Inherit Its properties, Mr. Jords*” This from Robert I “Weil, then.” said Tom. “In that css* you Inherit Its liabilities with them. The Fourquet, as you know, was ordered here to grab ths colony ‘ -j •

- ■ ~ . ■■ --*■ or remaqnjd, ow across the bay. Looked at from-that slant she Is an enetay aMr have to ■toH-ysK hww-t Hl* claim on any paxfr.nf .Her.”.. - : : - The iuiffHn%logje.of thi*.point was., received by a. chuckle from Doctor White. Th'e ebunt muttered “Sa'pristl!—•*■ and tifgged at*, fats imperial with a bewildered look. ” ■ ! Then Robert burst Into a rolllcklhg laugh. "My sainted ancestor! Are you an Internationa! lawyer. Mr. Jordan? Because if you are, we’re torpei” “No, Fm only a reporter* “Great Scbtt, “that’s worse." He turned his smiling face to the count '*lx>oks as if we were jolly well sunk, papa.” Tom relaxed enough to smile, him self. Tutting -out all this bunk. I can’t honestly see Just where you gentlemen have a look-tn. . Here we have an ancient wreck on bottom inside the three-mile limit, which is to say, on American soil. As non-citizens of the United States you haven’t even the right to fish commercially In these water*” “Bnt treasure is much different.” objected the count.- “A foreigner may hunt for treasure, just as he may look for gold or precious stone*” “Well, I guess that's right, sir,” Tom admited, "but In either case findings is keepings, with a takeoff to the government In the case of treasure. That puts us all on the same mark. Suppose we leave It that way.” I AFRICA. Mrs. Elizabeth Shock and Jonas Cripe visited in the Henry Kolberg home, Sunday afternoon. The Misses Geraldine and Catherine Click attended the graduating class reunion at the home of Dewitt Westlake in No. Webster, Sunday. Mrs. Ira Crow is visiting relatives in Toledo, O. Mrs. Alice Shock returned to her home, Sunday, after having spent the past several weeks With 'Mr. and Mrs. Earl Gipe near Columbia City. Emanuel Click and so.in Glert spent Monday evening in the Jacob Click horne! ■' Elmo Shock, wife and son Joe spent Thursday ? evening in the Clarence Lewallen home. Miss Myrtle Rarick of Albany, N. Y., spent several days last week in the Jacob Click home. Harry Wingard and family and Vern Hursey and family spent Sunday with relatives near Etna. Visitors in the Jacob Click home, Thursday evening were: Mrs. Martin McClintic and daughters Ethel and Mildredi Mr. and Mrs. Brent Koher and son Ronald. Sunday dinner guests' of Jacob Click and wife were Mr. and Mrs. Will Swihart and family. Mr. and Mrs. Harry Wingard spent Monday in Goshen. DISMAL Mr. and Mrs. Charles Beck and two children visited the lather's parents, Mr. and Mrs. Hert Himes of Cromwell, Sunday. It was a surprise party to celebrate Mrs. Himes* birthday. Albert Dull and family have moved to the Lee Lung property recently vacated by Roy Brownbridge and family, Miss Tilda Bo beck and Mrs. Elva Bitner were Goshen shoppers, Saturday. Merrit Lung and wife entertained a number of relatives, Sunday. Dora Clingerman and wife spent Sunday with his mother, Mrs. Mary Clingerman of Indian Village. * Claus Bobeck and wife'spent Sunday evening in the Virgil Bobeck home. Mr. and Mrs. Roy Stuttman and daughter called at the Dora Clingerman home, Sunday evening. CONCORD Mr. •nd' Mrs. Lloyd Dewart and family spent Sunday at the Emeral Jones home. Rev. Alonzo Nicodemus and wife called at th* Ernest Mathews home, Thursday evening. Mr. and Mrs. Jacob Bucher spent Thursday in Fort Wayne with the former’s uncle, Rev. Jacob Hygema. >SO HOUND TRIP TO (Chicago Every Week-end Travel la com/ortable coacbea. You will have ample time in Chicago for WORLD’S FAIR and other sightseeing and visiting. A»k about othar Bart in Farat EverTf Waok-ond to BVOpoMt. Rar datafla coaMk Ticket Aswt Baltimore & Ohio

They also, attended services at the Old Time Religion tabernacle and Fort Wayne-Gospai Tabernacle. Those'who spent Sunday with Mrs. J. A. Fisher were' Mr. and Mrs. Bert Crandal-of Michigan, Guy Fisher and family and Everett Tom and family. . 1 . Mr. and Mrs. Lawrence Dewart were guests at the Ernest Mathews home, Sunday. ** Mr. and Mrs. James Dewart spent Sunday with Mr. and Mrs. Bert Searfoss. Mrs. Hattie Fisher, teacher of the Junior class at Concord gave a Hallowe’en praty, Saturday evening. Lloyd Dewart, teacher of the Young People's class gave a party at the Fisher home and entertained that class, and their teacher, Mrs. Steinbarger of Zion Sunday school. They served weiners, marshmallows j and cider. The Juniors were all mask , ed, and enjoyed games. There were 54 present. Jacob Bucher called at the James Whitehead home near New Paris. i Saturday. WEST END Mrs, Donald Weybright of Nap> panee spent Tuesday with Mrs. Neva Miles. Mrs. Milo Geyer has been very ill the past three weeks. Mrs. Opal Weybright, who was on f the sick list is out again. ! Mrs. Lizzie Troup, who was 90 ’years old, No*. 1, is very ill at the ’ home of her daughter, Mrs. Sam ; Hisey, northwest of Bristol. Those i who called on her the past few days : w*re: Rev. Charles Arnold and wife, Mr. and Mrs. W. H. Weybright, Mr. and Mrs. Jess Metz, Mr. and Mrs Milo Troup and son Kenneth, Mr. and Mrs. W. E. Sheffield, Mr. and Mrs. C. NileS, Mr. and Mrs. Charles Weybright, Mr. and Mrs. D. W. Weybright, Mr. and Mrs. Alphus Neff and Loyal Neff. Mr. and Mrs. Frank Culler, Mr. and Mrs. E. Ganger of Goshen >.were Sunday guests of Mr. and Mrs. |F. Gall.’ Mrs. Eldon Lutes spent Tuesday at the home of Mr. and Mrs. Chas, i Lutes. A birthday dinner was held at the ’ home of Mr. and Mrs. H. Gall, in • honor of Mrs. Sarah Miller of Bour-, Lbon and her sister, Mrs. Ella Gall. 1 I There were 30 friends present and • 'ice cream was served in the after* ..noon. j Mr. and Mrs. Raleigh Neff, Mn | i and Mrs. E. Vorhis spent Sunday af- | ternopn in Goshen at the home of Mr. and Mrs. G. Richmond. Mrs. , Richmond has been very ill the pastj three weeks. Mr. and Mrs. John McGarity j ! spent Tuesday evening at the home ’ of Mr. and Mrs. O. Whitehead. Mr. , and Mrs. Whitehead will leave on Friday for Florida, where they will spend the winter. SALEM , Robert Bowser aid Howard Mock spent Tuesday evening with Henry j DeFries and family.Vassie Tom cahed at the Reuben I 1 Mock home, Sunday; George Auer and wife spent Sunday evening with William Wogo- | man and family of Goshen. Joe Smith, wife and Emory .Guy and wife called on Howard Watkins and family, Sunday afternoon. Charles Bowser and family spent Sunday with the former’s parents in . Nappane*. Henry DeFries 6 and wife spent Sun- . ... .< JJ-

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