Western sentinel. [volume] (Winston [i.e. Winston-Salem], N.C.) 1856-1886, 1885-11-12

IN the pugnacious and punitive end Of
which were tied three enormous iron
spikes. A stroke of the Russian
"knout" would have been hea-bite
to it.
"Why, he looks like he's killing
them p l exclaimed, Mortified and
sickened at the sight of the blood be-
scattering the decks.
"Pshaw, man, what if he is? You
amt good Nothing if you
don't know Billy Mulligan! Why, I
thought saw you in the riot at St.
Louis last summer when he was piling
up the id dead Irish cattle on Null
lanphy street in heaps as high as hay
| stacks! Did you see him run that
confounded ugly little Irishman back
toward the stern of the boat just now?
Well, Hall, I'll bet you the drinks
for this here crowd that he pushes that
man overheard before the sun goes
down. Wait till we get past the Grave
yard Bend-he'l plant him there sure
as gun!'
"I'm no relation of old 'Alky'; but
I'll treat you to lemonade if you'll
tell me what sort of man he is.
"Step in here, please" whispered
the steward with a know-something
grin and Know-Nothing nod, as he
motioned me to seat beside him in
one of the private state-rooms, and out
Of sit hit and hearing of the other pas
sengers. "Cabin-boy, 60 to the bar
and fetch the gentleman his drinks in
here. Now sir Qifting his glass;
here's to you! And you say you don't
Lnow Billy Maslligon '''
"No more than I have just seen," 1
warily replied.
"Well, sir, have known him for
many years as mate OH boats where
have been stewart; and it is common
ly belived that he has in that capacity,
done q sight of service in thinning out
the cursed foreigners. He has plant
ed an Irishnaa,, for every mile on these
stvers from P;ttsbawg to Neao Orlea,asP'
"Whe-oow I whistled; ,"You
can tell that to the marines. But go
on with your rat-killing-I want to
hear you out, anyhow"
| "Well, I'll just tell you what I saw
him do one morning. Our boat was
at the wharf of Pittsburg, waiting for
lading and rather short of hands.
Three dumpy little Irishmen came
aboard and the captain hired them sa
deck-hands, Shortly afterward and
before the boat started, Billy said to
me Stewart, bring me that long
loose walnut plank shelf you keep up
in the pantry The plank was about
ten feet long, and felt curious ito
know what he could want with it; so
/ made bold to ask him. "Tm going
to drown them cusses yonder," he said
nodding toward where the three Pad.
dies were sitting complacently smok
ing their short clay pipes, on the edge
of the deck, with their faces inward
and their backs to the water Poor
devils, they little knew the fate il
store for them as they sat there, jab
bering away in their outlandish glib
berish, and feeling very proud thai
they had obtained employment con the
big stameboat bejasus !" I brough1
him the plank.
Directly after the boat started ht
made a rush toward them, holding the
plank in front of him, and at one fel
swoop pushed them all three head Low
er-heels into the river! [ ran bach
toward the stern and looked in the
wheel. 1t was all bloody and covered
with torn clothes and mangled flesh
My goodness, sir, I have always knowr
Billy Mulligan since that dayp'
Mt. Verno,a, NJ c., Noy. Z
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