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none too soon. The captain, the squire and the doctor were prepared and the mutinous crew was overpowered and sent ashore under the surveillance of the burly squire. Just as the boat put off Black Dog threw Jim into another boat and made off for the island. "This," thought Jim, "is probably the end of me. Black Dog knows that I told. I'll be buried and never see the treasure." It would be unfair to Jim to say that he was not afraid. He was afraid, hideously so.
The landing on the island was not quite the landing Jim had planned it to be. He was to learn, on Treasure Island, how visions go awry.
Black Dog chased him when they reached shore and sighted the landing of the others. He didn't, rather contemptuously. Jim thought, leveling his own gun at his pursuer, offer to kill him. He just left him to the jungle and its mercies. They would, Jim expected, be more or less brief mercies.
Still, while there was life . . . and then, too, the island. according to their specifications while still at the old Admiral Benbow, had not been exceedingly vast. It was even probable that the doctor, the squire, Captain Smollett or one of the still faithful crew might come across, in explorations, one small, lost boy. Jim was on adventure bound, and he knew that a seeker of adventure must be incurably optimistic. Must learn, too, to live along with the thought of death. Death must mean only the ultimate adventure.
It was in such a frame of mind that Jim encountered Ben Gunn. Ben. thought Jim, might well have been Adam as depicted in the ponderous and profusely illustrated family Bible at home. He had an apparently endless source of hair covering face and head and back, and he talked a strange jargon which, probably none save Jim or one of his age and thoughts could have interpreted. Much, however, to their mutual joy, a sort of communi
TREASURE ISLAND
Told in story form from the scenario of Stephen Fox, based upon Robert Louis Stevenson's romance. Produced by Maurice Tourneur for the Famous PlayersLasky Corporation. The cast :
Jim Hawkins Shirley Mason
Mrs. Hawkins Josie Melville
Bill Bones Al Filson
Blac.K Dog Wilton Taylor
Pew Lon Chaney
Long John Silver Charles Ogle
Israel Hands Joseph Singleton
Morgan Bull Montana
Merry L°n Chancy
Capt. Smollett Harry Holden
Squire Trelawney Sydney Dean
Dr. Livesav Charles Hill Mailes
cation was established between them. Jim assimilated the fact that Ben Gunn had been on the island for a period of years. He had come, he told Jim, with ... At first Jim could not distinguish the repeated syllables on Ben Gunn's lips. It came to him, one night, while Ben was sleeping, that the syllable was "Flint:'' It must mean, then, that Ben Gunn had been with Captain Flint on the tremendous occasion of burying the treasure for which the Hispianola had adventured forth. It might even mean — under the canopy of unending stars Jim shivered with a sort of fierce preliminary ecstasy — it might mean that Ben Gunn still kept in his unkept brain the hidingplace of the treasure, and that he and Ben together might . . . Jim never got much beyond that point. He
wisely took into consideration Jim a prisoner of the
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