anaheim-gazette 1935-08-22

"CHINA SEAS" CHAPTER THREE twenty minutes of five in the mining. Captain Alan Gaskell dresily buttoning his peajacket washocked into paralyzed attention by a shriek of agony which rer the silence. It had come from the wireless house. He rushed the and found Sparks coughing out his life. "look out, sir—Malays," gasped the operator thickly. Gaskell tured too late. Malays were at the door covering him with guns. He raised his hands grimly. From the deck came sounds of battle. Daids, the third mate, found his gun clubbed out of his hands. Britally the pirates brought the clo down on both his wrists, shattering them. Hands dangled helessly. Bleeding in agony, he enwled to a lifeboat and hid within it. The descent of the pirates was complete in its surprise. Passengers, rudely aroused, were heard into the saloon by the looters. In the wheelhouse a Malay jerked the whistle cord as a signal. A half hour later a fishing junk drew up alongside the Kin Lung and the pirate leader, Ngah, climbed a rope ladder to the steamer. Gaskell helplessly suffered himself to be herded into the Purser's office by four armed Malays. His brows met in a straight line as he stared at the rifle which prodded him. It was from Kin Lung's arsenal! "I don't see how they could break down those steel doors," he muttered to the Purser. Glancing out toward the arsenal, his eyes narrowed as he saw drops of blood falling from the interstices of a life-boat hanging overhead. Ngah, a lean and sinister Malay, man would want me to blacken a lady's name?" "Supposing it was Jamesy," said China Doll defiantly. "What them?" "Why was he in your cabin?" "You never needed a reason. Why should he?" Nercously she fumbled for a cigarette in one of the tins she had left in Gaskell's room. "You won't find what you're looking for," said Gaskell icily. "I have both halves of the hundred-pond note." He produced two torn sections of a banknote. "One-half of the note was found on a dead pirate. The other half was hidden in my cabin—in one of China Doll's cigarette tins." Sir Guy who had been listening quietly, fitted the two halves together. "These Chinese characters seem familiar." "They're McArdle's shipping symbol," snapped Gaskell. "What does that prove?" asked Jamesy. "What harm would I be doin' against anyone?" "Save your breath, McArdle. We caught two of your men. They talked." Gaskell turned with cold anger on China Doll. "And you—you gave him the arsenal key. You're the only one who knew where it was. You were in with Jamesy all the time." "That's a dirty, stinking lie!" flared China Doll. "I'll sue the line for this. And I'll get plenty, too. Defaming a lady's character that way—" Her rage died into a strange humility as Gaskell's eyes flicked over her contemptuously. The look in his face shocked her beyond words. "What a vicious slut you are—her tenderly on the lips and she smiled up at him pridefully. He had not failed himself. She turned quickly and went out the door just as the Purser entered. "The bank's sent for the gold sir," he said, with the amusement of one who shares a good joke. "Give it to them." Gaskell hand-ed the startled Purser a key. "It's in the tool box of the steam roller." He left the Purser stammering in amazement, and limped to China Doll's cabin. She was smoking a cigarette with a casual air. Gaskell looked at her with grim silence and deep affection. "Police commissioner ready?" she asked. He nodded, caught her arm and led her to his quarters. "Now listen to me, Dumbshell—the my official job ends when I turn you over to the police commissioner. From then on I'll be on your side of the fence." "In a pig's eye you will! What do you want to do that for, you big sap?" "You're going to do exactly as you're told." "Oh, Alan—the least I can do is plead guilty and take what's coming to me." "You're going to tell the truth—and so am I, you stubborn, contrary, half-witted little imbecil—" Behind his harshness lay desperate appeal. "Please, Alan — it's awfully sweet of you—" China Doll showed signs of breaking. "But it won’t do me any good getting you mixed up in this mess—you know the horrible things they’ll ask both of us—" "I'm not worrying about that." "What about—her?" No need t sel. to be herded into the Purser's office by four armed Malays. He brows met in a straight line as he stared at the rifle which prodded him. It was from Kin Lung's arsenal! "I don't see how they could break down those steel doors," he muttered to the Purser. Glancing out toward the arsenal, his eyes narrowed as he saw drops of blood falling from the interstices of a life-boat hanging overhead. Ngah, a lean and sinister Malay, arrived at the Purser's office. It developed that none of the pirates understood English. Gaskell said loudly: "Look here, whoever's in the lifeboat—there are two pouches of Mills bombs in the seat locker in my quarters." Watch your chance and get them." Ngah, not understanding, shook his head. Gaskell ordered Jamesy McArdle summoned as interpreter. It was the gold shipment in the safe that was wanted, Jamesy said. The Purser opened it at Gaskell's command. The grinning Malays hauled out several wooden boxes, ripped off the covers—and discovered them to be filled with sand. "Apparently the bank patronized some other line," said Gaskell with relief. "Lucky bank!" "Ngah says," reported Jamesy, "it's going to be very bad for you if you do not immediately show him where the gold is!" "Obviously there isn't any," said Gaskell coolly. Ensued a long colloquy between Jamesy and the natives. McArdle turned to Gaskell desperately. "I'm talking to you as if you were my own brother, Gaskell — tell him where the gold is and save yourself while there's still time! They'll put you to the Chinese boot—it's a cruel tortue!" Gaskell shrugged. He was tied to a chair and a husky Malay fitted a wooden contrivance to his foot. He knew what it meant—a sufficient tightening of the screws, and the bones would be crushed to a pulpy mass. "Tell him something — anything!" Gaskell begged. "The bank fooled me as much as it did him!" "Ngah doesn't believe me!" cried Jamesy frantically. He watched in horror while the screw was tightened. Gaskell fainted from the pain, revived, grim-lipped—and the boot was put on his other foot. Again he fainted, unaware of Jamesy's eye glared down at him with thwarted hatred. When you're the only one who knew where it was. You were in with Jamesy all the time. "That's a dirty, stinking lie!" flared China Doll. "I'll sue the line for this. And I'll get plenty, too. Defaming a lady's character that way—" Her rage died into a strange humility as Gaskell's eyes flicked over her contemptuously. The look in his face shocked her beyond words. "What a vicious slut you are—turning on your own people!" "Well—why not?" Again her anger bubbled to the surface. "You did your double-cross one way. I did mine another. The answer's the same — only you're still head man, and I'm hooked into a piracy. All right—let it ride. If you hadn't been playing high and mighty with me, nothing would have happened—if you'd only listened when I came to your cabin to warn you." Gaskell did not answer for a long time. The grim look of the inquisitor faded as his steely eyes stared into China Doll's. A vast, oppressive weight seemed lifted from his shoulders. He said, softly: "So that's why you came to my cabin—to warn me. You weren't in it until them?" "No," said China Doll faintly. "Jamesy was dead drunk in his cabin and I found the torn banknote in his wallet and I knew what it meant—" "You fool! You hot-headed, crazy little fool!" snapped Gaskell, but there was that in his tone which made the words a caress. "I didn't think," said China Doll contritely, "anybody'd be hurt." Jamesy McArdle was swaying on his feet, his face greenish. "Took a pill!" he gasped. "Make me sleep to—Kingdom Come." It was all over in a minute. Jamesy would answer in a higher court. Gaskell summoned the Sergeant of the Guard. Quietly, regretfully, he ordered: "Take Miss Portland to her cabin and put a guard over her." The Kin Lung, somewhat the worse for wear, was being warped into her Singapore dock. In the chart room Sybil Barclay, dressed for shore, studied Gaskell, whose face bore the marks of the battle he had been fighting with himself. "Sybil," he burst out unhappily, "don't you think it's best for you to leave England? I want you to You're going to tell the truth—and so am I, you stubborn, contrary, half-witted little imbecile—" Behind his harshness lay desperate appeal. "Please, Alan — it's awfully sweet of you—" China Doll showed signs of breaking. "But it won't do me any good getting you mixed up in this mess—you know the horrible things they'll ask both of us—" "I'm not worrying about that." "What about—her?" No need to ask whom she meant! "She's gone back to England." Blankly China Doll stared at him. "You didn't have a row with her on account of me?" Gaskell shook his head. "Can help myself, Dolly. Couldn't quit you if I wanted to. loved her—always will—but not the way love you—" His confession roused her to humility and tragic protest. Her eye filled with tears and she clutched his arms, pleading: "No, no—it not right—a no-good dame like me—I'll always bring you trouble—" "No you won't," he denied with a sudden grin. "Married life will slow you down—don't worry—" "Me?" she said slowly incredulously. "You'd marry-me?" Her pathetic disbelief rasped his temper to a brusque retort. "No if you're going to make it such blasted favor—." For an instant China Doll stood trembling, trying to find words to express the aching happiness that welled up within her. She took "Tell him something — anything!" Gaskell begged. "The bank fooled me as much as it did him!" "Ngah doesn't believe me!" cried Jamesy frantically. He watched in horror while the screw was tightened. Gaskell fainted from the pain, revived, grim-lipped—and the boot was put on his other foot. Again he fainted, unaware of Jamesy's eye glared down at him with thwarted hatred. When he recovered, the Malays were retreating overside of their junk. A terrific explosion split the air. Crawling outside, Gaskell saw Davids in the rigging. His first Mills bomb had torn a gaping hole in the deck of the junk. The pirates were firing at him with rifles. Davids, his broken hands helpless, pulled a pin from a grenade with his teeth. A shot caught him in the abdomen. He fell down, down, straight into the junk—a human projectile which exploded with a terrific roar, reducing the junk to a mess of wreckage. Gaskell had crawled to the one-ponder in the Kin Lungs bow, and his shell completed the destruction of the pirate craft. "The captain's compliments," the Chief Steward to Jamesy McArdle and China Doll. "And would you come to his cabin?" They found Gaskell seated in a chair with his bandaged feet resting on a stool. His face was grimly set. "A seaman on watch saw a man leaving your cabin after one o'clock," he said harshly to China Doll. "That was you, wasn't it, Jamesy?" McArdle said gallantly: "Is it Captain Gaskell the fine gentle- The Kin Lung, somewhat the worse for wear, was being warped into her Singapore dock. In the chart room Sybil Barclay, dressed for shore, studied Gaskell, whose face bore the marks of the battle he had been fighting with himself. "Sybil," he burst out unhappily, "don't you think it's best for you to leave England? I want you to escape all the dirty scandal that will come out at China Doll's trial. I'll have to get up in court and tell the whole story—because I'm almost as guilty as she." "Guilty! Nonsense. How could you be?" "She came to warn me about McArdle. I wouldn't listen." He limped about the floor on his turtured feet. "I nearly threw her out—with as dirty an insult as a man could throw at a woman. I don't know why—except that I'd just seen her in McArdle's cabin—" Into her understanding smile came a strange tenderness, a salute to a precious dream that had vanished. She put her hands on his shoulders. "I came fifteen thousand miles to find you, Alan," she said gently. "And now you're farther away than you ever were." "I think that's what I've been trying to tell you." He looked at her frankly. "Sybil—aren't you clinging to something I can never be again?" "Yes." She nodded with self-pity. "Perhaps I am. And I think that's the only beautiful way it could ever be. Goodbye, Alan." "Goodbye, Sybil." He kissed Santa Ana J. C. Is Now Giving Nurses Course A complete course for those who wish to take up the profession of nursing is now announced by the Santa Ana Junior College. This year for the first time every subject which is required by the state board of health for admission to the nurses' training course will be given. Recent advances in standards for nursing have been set by the state board of health, one year of college work now being required for admission to the 28-month course in schools of nursing. This is uniform all over the state with the exception of nursing schools in San Francisco and San Diego. Requirements for entering all the nurses courses are the same as those for admission to the University of California. Those completing the one-year prenursing curriculum have the opportunity of entering the Orange County Hospital school of nursing at the County Hospital. This school of nursing is fully accredited by the state board of health and the Orange County Hospital is rated as a Class "A" institution by the American College of Surgeons. Orange county students are fortunate in having these facilities for nursing training. The requirements for admission and the courses are listed in the junior college catalogue which is now available for distribution. hold of his hands, kissesd them gratefully, but he pulled them away uneasily and lifted her up until her glorious golden head was level with his own. ALAN — it's awfully you—" China Doll show- breaking. "But it won't good getting you mixed mess—you know the things they'll ask both of worrying about that." About—her?" No need to she meant! Gone back to England." China Doll stared at you didn't have a row with count of me?" Shook his head. "Can't self, Dolly. Couldn't quit wanted to. loved her—ill—but not the way I felt. Fession roused her to hurt tragic protest. Her eyes on tears and she clutched pleading: "No, no—it's a no-good dame like always bring you trouu won't," he denied with grin. "Married life will down—don't worry—" She said slowly ineredul You'd marry—me?" Hetic disbelief rasped his to a brusque retort. "Not going to make it such a favor—." Instant China Doll stood trying to find words to the aching happiness that within her. She took hold of his hands, kissesd them gratefully, but he pulled them away uneasily and lifted her up until her glorious golden head was level with his own. "You gorgeous, marvelous sap" choked China Doll. The police commissioner entered as he broke loose gently. He gave Gaskell a receipt for his prisoner. China Doll moved with the commissioner to the door. "I'll be over," said Gaskell quietly, "as soon as I get through here—and anything you want—" "Quit that!" sobbed China Doll. "Don't you see—you got me torn to pieces—already!" She grabbed the officer's arm. "Come on—I can't stand any more!" 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