The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1879-11-27

been stared at as Af and Tom were
staring then.
ST beg your pardon, said Alf, cool as
a cucumber. '"To what insolence do
you refer e.
Tom actually chuckIed; I couldn't
have chuckled for good deal; it seemed
to me not only impudent, but risky; I
couldn't forget DR.. Rawle's words about
his homicidal tendencies. He turned
red as lobster; never saw such an
expression come over a mans face be-
yore-perfectly demoniacal. To my sur
prise he sat down and spoke as calmly
and deliberately as possible.
''Thank you," he said; 81 shall not
forget this. u"
There was sound about his sI shall
not forget this" I did not relish. Alf
said nothing. Tom and he set off rowing
as coolly as though nothing happened.
[ extemporized seat in the bow, and
tried to make things as comfortable as
possible.
noticed, althoug Alf and Tom were
so cool, they hardly took their eyes off
him for more than a second at time.
His behavior before their furtive glances
was peculiar; he saw he was being watch
ed; he couldn't sit still; he looked first
at one bank, then at the other; his eyes
travelled everywhere, resting nowhere;
his hands fdgeted and trembled; he
seemed all of quiver. I Iexpected him to
break into paroxysm every second. If
I hadn't called out he would have run us
right into the shore; when I called he
clutched the other string violently, jerk
| ing the boat almost round. l heartily
wished him at Jericho before he had
come near us. No one spoke. We went
slowly along, watching each other. At
last he said something.
sI-I will get out" he said, in an odd
nervous way.
"With pleasure" said Alf; sin min
ute"
"Why not nowa Why not now, sir 2"
he said seeming to shake from head to
| foot.
"Where are you going to get 2-into
the river p 1 admired Alf's GOODNESS;
enyied him. I only hoped he wouldn't
let it carry him too far.
The man glowered at him; for mo-
| ment he looked him full in the face. /
never saw look in mans eyes like
that in his. Alf returned look for look.
Slightly almost imperceptibly, he quick
ened his stroke. A little lower down
| was little hamlet with -.
,nn u ala a c.P1taI landing stagei sss.Iu SID
''this will do; I'll get out here"
He turned the boat in shore. No
than were we near enough than he rose
in his seat and sprang on to the beach.
There were several people about, water
men and others. Alf was after him in
an instant; he rose almost Simultaneous
| ly and leaped on shore; he touched him
| on the shoulder.
''Now come," he said, "don't be fool
| ish; we know all about It,"
The other turned on him like a flash
of lightning. "What do you mean2"
| But Tom was too quick for him; he
was on the other side, and took his arm.
"Come," he said don't let's have row."
The stranger raised himself to his full
height and shook off Tom with ease.
He then hit out right and left in splendid
| stvle. Tom and ALI went down like
ninepins. But my blood was up.
scrambled on shore and ran into him,
lodged his blows, and closed. l am
pretty strong. He was old enough to be
nv father; but found had met my
match, and more. I was like baby in
his arms; he lifted me clean off my feet
and threw me straight into the river. 1t
was splendid exhibition of strength.
Tom aud Alf, finding their feet, made
for him together, and scrambling out as
best I could, followed suit. You never
saw such set out We clung to him
like leeches. The language he used was
awful, his strength magnificent; though
we were three to one, he was a match
for all of us. Of course, the bystanders
seeing a row came up; they interfered
and pulled us off.
"Here's pretty go! said one, what's
, all this r.
"Stop him lay hold of him" said
Alf; "he's lunatic.
"A what ?" said the man.
"He's lunatic, escaped from DR..
: Rawle's asylum
Instead of lending a hand, the man
went off into o roar of laughter, and the
. others joined. The stranger looked lit
orally frantic with rage. A gentleman
> stepped out from the crowd. There's
some mistake" he said; "this gentleman
1s Mr.. Travers, of Tollhurst Hall.
g You could have knocked US all three
down with feather, l do believe
Could it be possible? Could We have
4 been such consummate idiots as to have
, mistaken a sane man for a lunatic an(
that man Lillian Travers' father I coult
l. have shrunk into my boots; could hav'
d run away and hid myself in bed. TX
IS think that we should have dogged, ant
'e watched, and insuited, and assaulted th'
e man of all others in whose good book
n we wished to stand-Lilian Travers' ia
d ther Never did three men look sucl
N fools as We did then. We were so con
a foundedly in earnest about it; that wa
ID the worst of all / don't care what yo
at say; you may think it first rate joke
/ but he must have been an eccentric sol