St. Cloud Democrat. [volume] (Saint Cloud, Stearns County, Minn.) 1858-1866, 1861-02-21
EXTRACT

From new book called HARRINGTON A Sto.
ry Of True LOVE. BY the Author Of ''What
Cheer" The Ghost-A Christmas Story"
"A Tale Of Lynn" etc. Boston Thayer &
Eldridge. 1860 Pr. 556.
In the meantime things had come to a
pretty pass in the private counting room
Of Mr.. Atkins Office on Long Wha,f:
Eyes, sir, things have come to pretty
pass when such an internal rascal under
taxes to: let black beggar loose from
aboard my brig" foamed Captain Bang
ham. red with passion and pounding the
desk with his fist.
The merchant sat in an armchair near
the desk, looking at the captain: with
iron-elenched jaws, his eyes sparkling with
rage in his Set blanctcd face. -
''If ever heard of such thing in all
my life, Baagham :" he exclaimed, slappins
both arms OF his chair Will, his palms, and
glaring all around the little mahogany fur
nished office. but where were you when
this was donc!''
Il, sir? Asleep in the cabin, Mr.. At
kins. Never knew thing about it, sir,
til this morning. Just for special safety
I didn't have the brig hauled up to the
dock yesterday, but let her lay in the
stream Jones, says 1, have you seen the
niger this morning? mo, haven't
says he, c ol as you please. II gue IS III
take look at him. says I, and SO I took
u biscuit and can OF water, and toted
down to the hold where l had the TASTY
devil tied up, and begod, he was gone -
l tumbled up on deck: Jones' I shouted,
where's the nigser?' 4 don't know
where he is now says h., lazy as ship
it, the doldrums. All l know u.s. says
he, that / rowed him ashore abou' mid
night, and told him to put for it, By
-" gasped Captain Bangham. with a
frightful oath, Il was so mad that l could
not say word. just ran into the cabin,
and when came out, Jones wasn't to; be
seen. Halo, there he is now:!' cried the
captain, starting to his feet and pointing
ont Of the window to tall figure lounying
along the wharf, and looking at the ship
ping ,:..
The merchant jumped from his chair,
threw up the window, and shouted,
"Here, you, Jones! Come in here"
The figure looked up nonchalahtly, and
lounged across the street toward the Office.
""He's: coming" said the merchant, pur-
pie with excitement, and sinking back in
to his chair.
They waited in silence, and presently
the tall figure of the n.ate was seen in The
outer Office. through the glass dpor, ioun-
girg toward them. He opened the door
in minute, and came in carelessly. chew
ing slowly, and nodding once to Mr.. At
kins. A tall man, dressed sailor fashion,
in a. blue shirt AMI pea jacket, Will. straw
hat set negligently ON his head, and a
grave, inscrutable, sunburnt face, with
straight, manly features and dull blue
eyes. 81. .. H..
"Mr. JONES'" said the merchant, his
face deeper purple, but his voice con-
strained TO- the calm Of settled rage, .A"this
is fine liberty you have taken. want
to know what you mean by it?". ..y~n.
"What do you refer to, Mr.. Atkins p
retuaned the mate. stolidl =. .*.a H.. ::.
|, "What do, I refer to-. sir? you know
what ! refer TO-, /, refer to-: your taking
that man from my brig" roared the mer:
chant. III i ....it-:> <;l...'4N
;.."Mr. Atkins" replied. the mate, ph]eg.
matically, .'Banghan, there, was going to
take that poor. devil tack ito Orleans
You don't mean To- tell me that you meant
he should, do it?"g ,..-.,..:..:,,-i ~:T
"Yes, sir, did mean he should do.is,"
the merchant vocife.ated ~, ..~;.l;pjsss
'fIhen you're damned scoundrel, Z said
the mate, with the utmost :compoeure.
Captain Bangham gave a. long whistle,
and sat mute with stupefaction... MIR. At.
tin' turned perfectly lvid, and stared At