Isle o' Dreams

rticular About

arjorie over the Bridge of Spain and through Plaza Moraga to the landing steps, where the tug which was to take the Nuest

a black man hopped ashore from t

he said. "I reckon yo' all

Locke. "Is ev

ite and a jaunty cap. Instead of a shirt, he wore a gaudy cotton sweater with strip

ile Trask superintended the job of getting their bags aboard,

ising like spires from her black hull, and the morning sun glinting from a strip of brass on her taffrail. They could see busy figures aboard, and as they drew

greement which was practically a charter, at sixty dollars a day. She had six rooms in her main cabin in ad

nd he wore a constant smile, due more to some defect of his facial muscles than chronic geniality. The other man was a big fellow with m

ed Marjorie, as the patron ste

tarboard bulwark, and watched th

e observed that Dinshaw wore a white suit and s

inks he's the skipper

hat?" as

the steward. "Thinks he's in his o

rie. "Isn't he pathetic? H

ulwark, and looked down at the tug, h

e shouted to the patron of t

. "Couldn't hurt that

nd then stepped back to escape the smoke from the tug's fu

tug's crew, she was nestled alongside the schooner, a

o Marjorie as she jumped down to the deck. "This lady knows, an

ed Marjorie. "And I hope we'll

hasty bow he waddled forward importantly, to oversee the g

and Trask had climbed over into the waist a

ed the ladder and grinned at them, hat

taking out a large roll

" advised Jarrow, "if

aulking in the seams looked like lines of black paint on old ivory. Her standing rigging had been newly tarred, her bright work polished, and the water casks lashed in the waist had their hoops painted a bright yel

d. She looked quite nautical in a suit of white duck and a yachting cap pinned to

," said Trask. "I hope you'll enjoy

ting is no novelty

sea in search of a gold mine. And there are

rdly reticent

fair to state the facts in their blunt

n father

rward abruptly to tell Doc Bi

of the main cabin and paid

ng of the anchor and the passing of the hawser. Bevins came aft presently and took the

d introduced him to Marjorie, Locke, and Trask, who had

he said nothing but "How de do," he gave the impression of affability mixed with shyness. He missed no

d then Mr. Trask. Then comes the cabin stores. I'll be aft to starboard, Mr

Peth, "I'd not want to bunk with the ol

in Mr. Trask's room here. Maybe you wouldn't fi

Trask. "I'll slee

now," said Peth, and

uggested Jarrow. "There may be a swell on outside, and then it's goin

cap on his head and an apron tied about him. He grinned

eakfast,"

to help open your gear. Anything you want, ask for it, and you, Doc,

elow, until he was called to have his coffee. When they went on deck again Cor

brown fuzzy mountains behind Mariveles shouldering into the sky. Point Luzon marked the limit of the

ey began to fill, and as Peth bawled to the tug, the hawser was dropped, and too

where the steward sat peeling potatoes. Dinshaw kept moving a

rders of Locke, who had declared that he did not

gan to roll gently as she fell off. For a few minutes she threatened to fol

off the land," said Jarrow, glancing aloft to the windvane on th

seaward. Then there came from astern a hot, puffy breeze, and the schooner sto

nt forward. Captain Dinshaw went into the cabin, and looking down, Trask could see

istance of Point Luzon?"

ed at Locke

lled Jarrow, after a look a

urse ye

wes'b

talking to himself and scratching his head. From his conduct since sailing it

n'," whispered Jarrow

did," said Locke. "Has more col

e's master. Don't do no harm, only Mr. Peth gits rubbed the wrong way sometimes. I say

about the position of his island?" asked Locke. "F

we're goin' right e

iven you som

out of his old log, with his noon position the day

hat e

off the Zambales coast. There's a whole flock of 'em, but the

telling me the geodetic peop

oked at Locke intently. "Oh, ye

oke very hi

up near one of the Sisters, just to the south'ard of the Little Sister, to be exact. But that's more'n sixty miles north of where

op, and seeing the trio with the captai

see me, Mr. Pet

ng his cap to the back of h

w, leaning his elbows on

k private," said

g out," sa

ye about where I'd b

" demanded Jarrow, with

tastes," sa

the tr

gear out, if it's all

whe

that roo

ye want

k for'ard. Bevins

id Jarrow. "Ye don't want t

I moved for'ard I wo

t ye bein' in the way," said

re comfortable, s

id Trask, getting out of his deck

be for'ard," repeat

h the companion, and started t

What's this?"

Then to Peth: "If ye think ye'll be more comfortable for'ard, Peth, why,

the crew," shouted Dinshaw. "Ye'll stay with the a

er, anyhow?"

e me if ye go below. Now we'll go for'ard and talk this over, Mr. Peth. I won't have no disputin

, as the old man started to d

rjorie. "Don't h

r," said

go to your island?"

s,

thing, or I'll turn back to Manil

s hand, as if to brush away something which affected his visi

of the sun. It's all right this time, but you know we must

Dinshaw, somewhat cr

Locke. "Better for me to chip the old man and k

recastle, if that's a measure of his temper," said Trask, who was m

looks from the fi

e. "But I'll give Jarrow to understand tha

he better to see what was taking place forward, where they could hear Jarrow and Peth in quiet a

over the top of the cabin trunk, glancing aloft now and then at the sails, and watching the compass. T

his cigar out and badly chewed. He made an attempt to li

aid Jarrow finally, as if he felt that he mu

shore," said Locke, severely. "We're here for pleasure, Captain

rse'n his bite. He feels a little awkward with you fol

t," said Locke. "I wish you'd let the mat

kin' with the me

with the men," said Locke. "

o pacing the weather side of the poo

n cabin. There was a banging of doors, heard above the clatter of Shanghai Tom's chopping tray, an

w, ostensibly to have his bag unpacked, but really to have a talk with Doc Bird. Also, he had an automatic pistol which he thought