The Argosy, Vol. XXIV, No. 1 — page 64: what you’re looking at

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THE BUNKEL MYSTERY. How the robbery of the rival banks became a matter of strange coincidences—Far reaching and totally unexpected results of an act of gallantry—The battles on Bunkel Island and the frustrating of carefully laid plans. CHAPTER I.—A GALLANT YOUNG MAN. pe MONTOBAN was very much in the shape of a pair of eyeglasses, On the section of land which projected out into it in the middle was a considerable hill which went by the name of Nosemount; and if the two parts of the lake were the eyes, this elevation certainly answered very well for the nose. On the opposite shore was another point of land, covered with rocky cliffs. Above and below Nosemount,-the lake was five miles wide, but it was only two between the eyes of the glasses, forming a strait or channel. Almost in this channel was Bunkel Island, half a mile from the Nose, as un- romantic people called the hill. It contained two acres of rocks, covered with trees where there was soil enough to give them a hold. Coming through the strait between Bunkel Island and Nosemount, which was about half a mile wide was a small sloop. It contained two young men, one of whom appeared to be instructing the other in the art of sailing a boat. ‘The course was dead to windward, and the sloop was beating through the strait. She had nearly reached a point where she could take a long tack across the broad lake. ‘“ What was that, Andy?’’ asked the young man at the helm, who was very nicely dressed, though he did not appear to take very good care of his high cost garments. The young man, who looked as though he might be sixteen years old, was not a little excited, and he had almost allowed the sloop to come up into the wind, when his companion pointed at the shaking mainsail. ‘TIT don’t know what it was, Phin, but it sounded like the scream of a woman,’’ replied Andy. ‘‘ But mind your helm, and we shall soon know what it was.”’ ‘“It sounded like the scream of a person in distress,’’ added Phin, as he brought the boat to her bearings again. ‘‘ Perhaps some boat has upset.’’ “It may be; but if any one needs help, the better you sail the boat the sooner we shall reach him.’’ “It was a woman; a man or a boy don’t give such a yell as that was.” ‘Whoever it was, the sound came from just the other side of the island, and we shall soon see what the matter is,’’ said Andy, as he looked ahead. ‘Mind your helm, Phin, you are letting her come to again, and we shall never find out at this rate.’’ 1NMOCOL_KS =) a (Co)