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had threatened us more than once on my return 

 from the battle-front, I could answer truly that 

 Bluebeard and his ilk were worthily represented 

 at the present day. Indeed, of the two enemies, 

 I found much more to condone in the ignorance 

 and the frank primitive brutality of the pirate 

 of past centuries, than in the prostituted science 

 and camouflaged kultur of the teutonic ishmaelite 

 of today. 



ST. KITTS, A PLUNGE, EXPLORATION AND 

 MONKEYS. I came on deck at daybreak and 

 found the sea like a mirror. Even the clouds 

 were undisturbed, resting quietly in the moun- 

 tain valleys of St. Eustatius, and on the upper 

 slopes of St. Kitts in the distance. The tropical 

 morning was a lazy one, and the engines seemed 

 to throb in a half-somnolent manner. I folded 

 up into a deck chair and idly watched the beau- 

 tiful profile of the island astern. 



Suddenly the sea became alive with virile 

 beings curving steel-gray bodies which shot 

 forth like torpedoes from some mighty battery. 

 I thrilled in every fiber and the sloth of the 

 tropics fell from me as if by a galvanic shock: 

 the dolphins had come! Usually they appear 

 in their haunts between Dominica and Marti- 



