Luis Senarens,
The Transient Lake; or, Frank Reade…
“ Words can hardly express the sensations of the captain.He stared at the scene, and then a sharp ejaculation escaped him.“By Neptune! it is Jerry Dooley!”His gaze was fixed upon a man who stood in the edge of the camp talking with three others. He was a man of smooth face, shifting gaze and stealthy manner. His appearance was that of a sea-faring man.In him Nicodemus recognized one of the crew of the wrecked ship, who had been a companion of his at the time that the lake came back, and as Nicodemus had always believed, had drowned the entire crew left at the mound of gold. ”
