Outing . termine whoshould remain, and then sailed to the RioSan Juan, Nicaragua, hoping to get enoughcanoes there to carry the remainder of hiscrew. But on reaching the river a superiorforce of Spaniards drove him away withgreat slaughter LOlonois now headed away for the coastof Cartagena, hoping to find there theboats he needed for the men left on theisland, for he was at worst faithful to hiscomrades. But he ran short of provisionsand was obliged to land on the eastern endof the Isthmus of Panama. The Indiansof that region, of whom a story is to betold at another time, had never been sub-ju
Outing . termine whoshould remain, and then sailed to the RioSan Juan, Nicaragua, hoping to get enoughcanoes there to carry the remainder of hiscrew. But on reaching the river a superiorforce of Spaniards drove him away withgreat slaughter LOlonois now headed away for the coastof Cartagena, hoping to find there theboats he needed for the men left on theisland, for he was at worst faithful to hiscomrades. But he ran short of provisionsand was obliged to land on the eastern endof the Isthmus of Panama. The Indiansof that region, of whom a story is to betold at another time, had never been sub-jugated. LOlonois might have madefriends with them, as other buccaneers didlater, but he quarreled with them. Nodoubt he tried to rob them. In the fightthat followed he and all his company werecaptured. One of the buccaneers theIndians released. The others were allkilled, and LOlonois they tore in piecesalive, throwing his body limb by limb intothe fire. THE TRANSFORMATION OFARLINE BAIRD BY ADELE MARIE SHAW. HEN Constance Bairdbeheld her youngestcousin she could havewept. I expected, shewailed to Alpheus Hew-ing, Junior, to beworn to a shred romping with a minia-ture me! Instead, Ive got a pattern ofpropriety to sit in judgment on my everydeed and word. You wont know mylanguage, its so chastened. How long willJunior. began Alpheus,O Alphy, what It may be months!shall I do? Alpheus, Junior, cast a mock-sympa-thetic glance across the Baird sun-dialrecently erected in the Baird garden. Un-fold your brief; fire away, he commanded. Its no joke. Constance rested herelbows on her side of the dial covering theCarpe diem of the inscription, andpropped her chin on her palms. It allcomes of trying to do a good deed, shegroaned. Never, never, did I attempt agood deed that I didnt regret it to mydying day! Look at that. Alphy wheeled and looked. On a rusticbench under the largest maple a tiny girlwith neatly adjusted skirts sat netting aspecies of variegated snake that grew froman empty spool
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