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Chst column went on to relate how two thieves had broken into the Front Street jewelry store and before the very eyes of the paralyzed night clerk, had made off with a large packet of uncut diamonds and were last seen boarding the night freight for Panama, immedi- ately after quitting the rear exit of the shop. The clerk, coming to his senses, had notified the police, who in turn, stopped the freight at Gatun, only to be met with no traces of the escaped criminals. Only one clue had been attainable.

The purser of a large immigrant ship lying in the harbor had notified the police of the disappearance of two third-class passen- gers, and pictures of the same had been forwarded to the authorities, who had had them published under the screaming headlines of the aforesaid Tribune. Little did Roy Smith of Gatun think of this, however. Roy was a year old boy in the eighth grade. He and his chum, Bill Mlartin, were pre- paring for a morning's outing in their cayuca upon the island-dotted waters of Gatun Lake.

That's a safe bet, Roy. You'd better put a flash light in too, if we are going tuoile board that old ship.

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It might be dark down below. It had been there a long time, and was put up in an island cove used as a sort of ship's boneyard. The two boys put off in their cayuca for the island up the lake. After p. Well, let's cut around the point of the island. I know a short cut, but the channel is full of stumps. Now and then the boat would give a roll to one side or would be shoved off its course, and a dull scraping noise would be heard on the bottom, ifying the collision with a stump.

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This amounted to nothing worse than a trifling annoyance, and the boys made fun out of it by seeing how few stumps they could hit. How much farther are we going, anyway? She had been once a good steamer but was now abandoned. She was open to the caprices of the mild, tropical weather. Both of the boys remarked how picturesque and queer the scene was with massive trees on the bank nearly overreaching her decks as she was anchored stem and stern.

It seemed strange that such an example of man's maritime progress should be seen rotting away in the jungle- bordered waters of the tropical lake. There she lay, however, with ferns growing in the damp corners of her deck and old canvas awnings flapping in the breeze, while rotten ropes trailed overboard into the pensive waters of the lagoon below. On her foremost crosstrees roosted a lone bird of the jungle, the only of life in the drowsy erotic chat in carti tupile of the landlocked cove.

You can go up first, Bill," said Roy. Bill suggested that Roy go up first as he was the heavier and the ladder appeared somewhat rotten. This, however, was only a cover for his own reluctance to board such a spooky looking craft. It looks as though someone were aboard, doesn't it? But no one comes away out here, you know. On rounding the corner of the bulk- head they suddenly came upon two rough-looking men sprawled asleep on the dirty mattresses spread on the floor.

Both of the boys stopped on tiptoe in blank amazement. As Bill was the foremost he came to such an abrupt stop that he braced his hands against the bulkhead opposite him in such a manner as to peel off a large cake of rust which fell on the floor with a crash, awakening the sleepers. The thought of the morning's headlines fl.

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chhat Instinctively they plunged after them until they realized the danger of a possible en- counter with the two m n. They're liable to come back and kill us if they come to their senses! Shouts arose from the entrapped men who realized their desperate plight as they heard the bolt dropped. The boys rushed out and climbed over side into the cayuca.

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Paddling furiously, they came out into the Gatun-Escobal launch route. They hailed the first passing launch, which happened to be bound for Gatun. In fifteen minutes they were ashore in Gatun and in another five were aboard the police launch with the Mar: F. When the police boat reached the cove, the anchor was dropped, and the boys, followed by the two officers of the lake police force, jumped into the cayuca and paddled quickly to the ship, went into the hold, and after a short scuffle, brought the men out h i.

They stole a caayca and hid aboard the old ship, thinking themselves safe from discovery. By I'oodfordB Babbitt, ' Stede Bonnet's scarred and weather-beaten tupild was very pale as he watched the water gradually rising.

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The only light in the room came from a flickering torch, which threw a ghastly light over the water. The room in which he was confined was below the level of the sea, which he could faintly hear, beating on the rocks in front of the fort, Fort San Lorenzo. The hole through which the water was entering the room was at the level of the sea at low tide.

The tide rises only a few feet. As the tide rose the stream of water increased in size. When the chamber was filled, Stede would be drowned. MR He had been here only a short time and already the salt water had reached his waist, entirely covering the stone bench to which he was securely fastened. The level was gradually rising. His fate was inevitable. They were to bring him a report as to the strength of the fort, and the best method of attack.

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They had landed nearly a mile up the coast, in a small boat, about six o'clock. With a great deal of hard and dangerous climbing they reached the moat in the rear of the fort. They lay there until it grew dark, watching the walls all the time. There was one place in the wall which seemed to be lower. It was just where two sentries met, and was very dark, because the light from the torches in the sentry boxes did not penetrate that far.

They noticed that the sentries always stopped at the light at each round, so that there was an interval of four minutes during which time no one was on the wall. Finally, as the guards parted, Stede and his companion slipped into the moat. Silently they swam across, gaining the slight embankment between the wall and the moat, just as the sentries returned. They lay there, hardly daring to breathe. When the guards again departed, Stede, climbing onto his mate's should- ers, quickly scaled the wall and slid down the other side.

He was the first of many of Morgan's men who would enter the fort in the next 48 hours. In a short time he had all the information necessary. Just as he was about to climb the wall his heavy cutlass hit against a stone, attracting the attention of the passing guard. The latter came over to investigate, and Stede struck cartl down with a darti from his cutlass. The guards on the wall, attracted by the confusion, seized Stede as he attempted to climb it.

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He was placed in a dungeon for the rest of the night. In the morning a heavily armed guard had come and taken him to the death chamber. Here they left him, and now the water was gradually rising. In the last half hour he had noticed that the boomingof thesurf had increased, and was now a deafening roar. The water was up to his shoulders now, and as it crept slowly up- ward, it made his scalp crawl. He realized that his end was very near.

Now the water had risen above his mouth; it would soon cover his nose and cut off all possible means of breathing. He was straining against the straps that bound his head, to bury his face in the inn and end the terrible torture. Suddenly a trap tupilw, directly over his head, was thrown open and a ladder quickly put down. His comrade of the night before, spattered with blood and carrying a smeared cutlass, tumbled down the ladder, dived into the swirling water and hurriedly carried Stede up out of the dungeon.

Whey they at last reached the open air, Stede, dazed and weak, saw that it was not the surf which had caused the terrible booming, but that it had been the guns of the pirate ships, his ships. Everywhere about him were men that he knew, not Spaniards. While going to report his strange experiences to his general, he stumbled over the headless body of the Spanish Com- mander who had sentenced him to death.

Fort San Lorenzo, an impregnable fortress, had easily fallen into the hands of Sir Henry Morgan, just in time to save the life of one of his most able assistants. I had taken it before, but this particu- lar person was so insistent that we had a friendly argument. Then he grabbed a gun and when I tried to get it away, it went off and shot him. I was just drunk enough to realize that I had to get away or ruin the family name and fortune, as well as Phil's chances.

I don't remember wheth- er there were any witnesses or not, but I knew a trial would be the last straw. I'd have had to leave anyway. Better that mother should think me just-gone. Of my trip west I haven't the slightest remem- brance.

In San Francisco I enlisted for Panama. I remember noticing the men in the same group with me, and it took my mind off my troubles. They were all different types, but there was only one who took my fancy.