Little Falls transcript. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1876-1894, 1879-07-17

of loud stories like breeze. He was
good talker, and told a story pretty we'll.
We got along 6rst-rate together. Once /
asked him something about his father the
minister. He laughed and passed it off
with a joke. From his style, and the way
he talked about Women,I thought he
was IN trouble with some girl, and was
clearing out of New York to escape her.
Itwasn't the first time I had carried such
passengers. ~-~ 80 ~,--
HE woke as early as as did. We got
a tug at daylight. While we were casting
off pilot came on board. According to
law you have to pay pilot whether you
use him or not. Acting on Murray's Or
der, told this one I didn't want him.
He had his bill already made out, and I
took it down into the cabin to sign.
When came up Campbell was talking
to him. He offered him drink and the
pilot took it. 1t never struck me till long
afterward that Campbell was doing the
very thing that Murray wanted him to
avoid, letting himself be seen by people
who might recognize him. Altogether,
| though, he seemed very careless and I'M
concerned. There was something wrong
in the machinery of the tug, and we lay
three-quarters OF an hour alongside the
dock, with a crowd OF people watching
us There were two policemen among
them. Campbell stayed on deck all the
time, smoking and watching the men at
work.
III call HIM Campbell, because 1t wasn't
till months afterward that I found out
that my minister's son was William J.
Sharkey, who was being hunted like fox
all the time he was laying of: on the
| Frank Atwood, as calm as if he had never
even dreamed of such words as murder or
the gallows. And the person who dis
| closed his identity to me was the pilot
with whom he had hobnobbcd The pilot
had been struck by something in his ap-
pearance, and after going ashore got hold
Of picture Of Sharkey, and fully iden-
titled him. By that time, though, we
were outside of Sandy Hook, and he
couldn't have overhauled US even if he
had wanted. " hich he said he didn't.
"Mr. Frank Campbell Or Sharkey, as
may as we'll call him, wasn't near as
agreeable an acquaintance when we got
to sea as he was before starting. He was
what might be called decidedly fresh,
and if there's any thing sailor hates it
is a passenger of that sort. From morn
ing till night he was constantly poking
about, interfering with the men and mud
ding things up generally. He drank
hard all the time. expostutated more
than once, but 1t done no good. At last
things got so bad that the men began to
notice it. They saw how careless Shark
ey was of all said, and began to think
they ought to be insolent too. Six days
out things about came to climax, and
made up my mind to show Mr.. Shalkey
that was master Of my own ship. At
dinnel, the cook, the same old Sam who
cooked for Tweed nearly three years at
terward, brought in a dish of squash.
They were not we'll mashed, and when
sharkey came to help himself he flew in
to passion at the Jumps. You black
scorpion, said he, what do you call this?
Mashed squash or cobble stones?'
"'You kin call it whatever you please,
massa,' answered the darkey, innocently?'
"'Oh! l can, can I, you blasted. i'm
pudent hound? Well, I call it plaster for
alippy nigger's head. then
And he took the Dish by the bottom
and smashed it in the cooks face The
heavy stone china broke and cut the poor
fellows face fearfully, while the piping
hot squash plasteced all over, blisterine
wherever it touched. It was the most
brutal and cruel thing I ever saw done
and I've seen a good many. Sam gave an
rnearthly yell, and jumped for the deck
leaving a trail Of blood behind him
Sharky wiped his fingers on the table.
cloth, and laid back and laughed his
peculiar, Nasty, low, harsh laugh.
''He didn't laugh long, however, I Can
tell you. AS soon as got over my as.
constituent jumped up and said: 'Wha
do you mean by that? How dare yor
strike one Of my men?'
"'I'll strike you if you banker after il
much,' says lie turning white with rage
and with his eyes swapping
Then, Mr.. Campbell, you II have the
chance cried, and jumped at him. He
stepped back, but his foot slipped, and
got my hand IN his fancy neck-tie before
he recovered himself and jerkcd him of
his feet, just as he hauled off to kick me
only struck him once, but choked hin
till hi was black in the face. I neve
saw a man IN such horrible rage.
forced him backward into tie statcroon
aud let him 60. He made a dive for hi
berth and the mate yelled, Captain! Cap
tain he's got a pistol there!' And SUR
enough he had. He tumbled the pillow
down and grabbed revolver, but before
he could use it we wrested it from him
Under the pillow were couple of photo
graphs, portraits of young woman.
saw them afterward. They were the pic
lures of Maggi, Jourdan. I'VE left hin
to look at them, and locked him in.
"'How do you suppose Sharkey's escape
was worked?' asked one day.
"Pshaw! that was easy enough. Will
half chance and little money and out
side help any man that isn't a natural
born. double-dyed fool can get out of tn
Tombs. III bet any money Sharsey wa
ready to skip two weeks before he did
His girl could come IN and out to hin
whenever she wanted. She didn't ever
have to get a ticket from the doorman
Every day she brought HIM something
and it was easy enough to bring in
dress in pieces, for she was never searched
If the bundle was too ungainly all sh'
had to do was to sling it under he
SKIRTS
"He was in luck to have such a girl a
that
"'She was we'll enough. All wome1
are about the same if you know how t.
manage 'em, and Sharkey was up to
trick or two that way
eve sailed to Baracoa. where we wer
to load cargo Of fruit for New YORK
sharkey had never expressed his inten
ton of landing in Cuba. At first he spok'
of stopping ashore at Jacmel. But h
found Hayti such forsaken country
with SO few white faces, and all the PEG
pie speaking French, that he changed hi
mind. 'I'll go to Cuba,' he said; it
easier to learn Spa nish than French, ant
there's more fun there. Besides. I don
want to live among parcel o
coons like those Haytians.' So
carried him to Baracoa. When h
was ready to land I gave him the pack
age of money and his pistol. He looked
at the package and asked: "What's tl,is?'
| told him and he was oveUoyed. SWELL
by jingo," he said, "this is better new