A thrilling story of shipwreck, upon a deserted island, of a millionaire's daughter and a common stoker.
"A sensational situation handled with delicacy and vigor."--Boston Transcript.
sculinity towering above them all.
"Clear out! Clear out!" he shouted, wildly waving his arms. "Clear out before I kill one of you!"
Bill and "Dutch" obeyed with almost ludicrous alacrity, and retreated into the outer shop, but Shorty pluckily stood his ground. Before Armitage could lay hands on him, the cockney closed to the attack, a sinewy arm shot out like a flash, and there was a thundering smack as the blow went home on Armitage's jaw.
For a brief moment the athlete staggered, but more from sheer surprise than anything else. Then, with a volley of fierce expletives, he made a savage rush at his adversary. The men clinched, arms and legs whirled around in a cyclone of dust, tables and chairs were sent crashing to all corners of the room. It was all over in a minute. By the time Schmalz, terrified by the noise of the fracas, ran in to see what was the matter, Shorty was lying on his back on the floor, bleeding profusely from the nose.
While Bill and "Dutch" helped the worsted e