Semi-weekly south Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1883-1889, 1885-12-04
A SEA TRAGEDY.
An Awful Story Of Mutiny and
Murder.
bloody Array iieiwccn the Brave Captain
and Mate OF u Tr.g and u hurderous
Crow-Hls Son Kllled-The Cap
tain Executes Two Mon.

tain Executes Two Mon.
After cruise Of oghtcun months
Captain Enstrom Of the brig Natal was
glad to get around aud see his old &C
quaintauces. His friends, who liked
him always, now looked upon him with
new interest, as the man who had
lived through the bloody mutiny Of
which they had read u brief account in
the morning papers. Captain EnstroTD
Is man whom no one would care 10
tribe with unless 1t were absolutely
necessary. His shoulders are broad.
his chest deep, and when ho shakes
hands with any one tho memory Of his
squeeze remains. Tho Captains face,
bronzed by the sun and scanned with
deep scars plainly visible through bis
reddish whskors, looks like that OF u
man OF prompt action and not easily
frightened. The impression is con-
siimed by detailed account Of the
truggle in his cabin and his subsequent
acliOn.
Il was stretched ont ON this lounge" "
the Captain said, illustrating his mHsn-
ing, with my face to the wall, .iad was
sound asleep. was awakened at one
'clork In the morning by y blow from
the carpenters broad AK that made u
wound OF which you can see the scar,
reaching from my chin back under my
ear. When looked up. half dazed. l
could distinguish tho carpenters face
by the light Of the lamp burning near
the compass box, and saw the AK com
ing down on my head again. l raised
my right arm, and thus broke the force
of The blow. The aX handle struck my
wrist, and the blade Landed on my tenn
pie, leaving this mark that leads from
my eye back across my ear. These
other scars on my checks, neck aud
forehead wero made by the carpenter,
too, when he cut me with his knife, but
he didn't do that right of The sudden
blow Of the AK handle on my wristmade
the blade fly of, and had time TO sit
up on the lounge. The c0wardly car
penter sat down beside me. grabbed
him around the neck and kept him from
tearing at my wounds, which ho was
trying to make deeper with his hands.
When he found he couldn't do II lac
threw his arms around mine, pinned
them to my side and yelled out: "llill
himl Kill himl'
.'Then, for the first time, / noticed
that the steward was standing near the
door. holding in his hand a narrow,
long bladed axe used in the galley. pa
tiently awaiting his turn. He struck al
me when the carpenter sung out, but
he was excited and raised the axe too
high. 1t struck against the ceiling.
which you see is very low, and spoiled
his blow. l had my right arm free by
this time, and as the axe came down
grabbed it and wrenched it away from
MIN. was ut too close quarters to use
il on the carpenter, so / put il under
M, feet and turned my attention to
him. Just as the steward struck at mo
he had said:
Mover mind, I'll fix him. And he
was trying his best TO do it, Juggling al
a sheath knife strapped inside his
trousers He got 1t ont be ore could
stop him, and cut me, first of all, here
in the left cheek, where YOU see the
long scar. 1t was verv deep cut. ]
could see my teeth through IL for sew,
eral days, Then he cut me two oi
three times on the forehead, but, oi
course, lie couldn't get through the
bone. said to myself. 'You n ust dc
something or you'll be killed. Fortu.
natcly the steward was letting us have
the fight alone. just as said this the
carpenter stuck the knife in Inv neck
1t didn't go into the middle, as he
wanted it to, but went in under my
right ear, here where you sec the funny
looking scar mixed up with the one
made by the axe. Whom the knife wen
through on the other side, grabbed i
with my right hand to keep it in ther'
so that he couldn't use il any more
Then he did what only a sneal
would do. He scrouged 1
round and round, trying b,
get in deep enough To cut big vein
1t is the twisting around in my necl
that makes that scar look so funny
it didn't heal smooth. While he wa
forcing the knife inward / forced i
outward. At last forced it out o
my neck altogether, and got it ava,
from him. At that minute this mat
came reeling into the room, and bloc,
was coming out all over him, too
suppose the carpenter and the ST ewar
thought he was dead Anyhow the
left at once, and was so muth Gu
up had to let them go, or else W
might have killed them in there wit
the kitchen ax that l had undei' ~
feet. Yes, certainly, it's lucky 1 wa
a strong man; but it's luckier yet tina
there was stronger hand than min
in the room, or else I'd be dead.''
Captain Enstrom is family mar
father of sAven children, and the eloles
son, o ilaSen-haircd boy of nineteer
was on board with his father study
ing practical navigation and actin
as seconu mate Of the vessel. FL
seems to have been the FIRST one u!
tackled by the mutmeers. 1t was hi
watch on deck, and before going belo'
he had drawn up n bucket Of water t
wash his hands and face. His ca
was found near the bucket split al
most in two, probably by a blo'
from the carpenters axe. The watc
in which he was washing was reddeno
with blood, as though he had bee
struck as he was leaning down towar
the water. and a:bloody trail led to th
side Of the ship, whence his body wa
thrown into the sea-
Aflsr the killing of young EnstroI
the mut:neers divided up the work tht
remained to be done. The carpente
undertook to dispose of the Captain
ana matte the attempt already d.
scribod. Toton. . seaman, who afte