The morning call., 1890-10-26

swim a stroke. But no, the maniac had
other ends in view. With a deep, prolonged
growl he threw himself upon the poor
steward, and, Selling the terror-stricken
man with his huge hands, he drew him into
his lap as if he weighed no more than four
stone.
Then felt my hair stffen and my heart
struggle to keep up its beat, for horror of
horrors, what did | see? That huge beast
In human form with rapid motion bent the
stewards head back and then set those
terrible teeth of his into the poor man
throat. In an instant | was upon him! My
own strength and vigor astOunded me, but
although | rained blow after blow upon the
mulatto's head with the butt of my pistol, it
had no more effect than the tapping of q
lady'S gloved hand
meantime tile stewards face grew
blacker and blacker. There was not an in
slant to be lost, and setting the barrel ofmy
revolver at the mulatto'S ear, pressed the
trigger.
1T seemed an age before | heari the
sharp crack of that pistol l suppose my
hand was paralyZed, but it came at last, and
the big black monster dropped his prey and
rolled into heap in the bottom OF the boat.
For few moments | saw nothing more,
but gradually pulled myself together, and,
making a motion for the others t. help ME,
we laid hold Of the huge corpse aid tumbled
it into the water.
''Ah, that was fearful deed; but never
regretted it, sir, never"
Here Mr.. Robert Ridley, retired mariner,
paused, drew long breath and then con-
tinued as follows:
Toward nightfall we fell in with YES
sci. We sighted her at shutdown, and she
was then mere spot upon the distant sea,
and we thought no more OF her when the
darkness came; but next morning she was
showing within an easy pull. and we then
saw that she was wreck, all three maStS
gone, and her thick shrouds trailing over the
side, as though her hold was full of serpents
crawling away from her. As we passed I'M
der her stern we read the name, Grace
Tucker, Boston, She sat high upon the
water, and seemed a new ship; anyway.
her copper was new, and the wet flash of it
to the sun might have been seen for miles.
I'VE sprang aboard, all mad for water,
and then for food. Figure our joy when
tell you we found Scuttls-butt full of cold
water, with dipper ready at hand 10 drink
from. There was a dead man lying IN the
galley; he was a half-caSte, and the at
mosphere was so bad with him that two Of
lis tunIbled him over the side without ado.
Aft was long deck-h0use; | entered it to
rummage for food, and the first thing saw
was the body of man lying upon the deck
store dead with live dog sitting alongside
of him. When the dog saw me, he crawled
like a dying creature on to the mans breast,
and feebly showed his teeth. He was some
thing after The breed of a water-Sraniel,
but his eyes were red, and seemed on fire,
and | felt scared SOMEHOW on seeing him
alive, and though | saw how weak he was.
had no heart 20 push past him lest he should
fly at me.
81 called through the door to one of my
mates, Jackson. Jacksonr meaning that
between US We should secure the dog, but !
had no sooner uttered the word Jackson
than the dog crept off the dead mans bosom,
and weakly weighing his tail, comes to my
feet, and falls a-llcking my shoe.
why, jackson, poor chap says |, pat
ting him, on which he utters Il sort of howl
and looks up at me with his two fiery red
eyes with such an expression in his face that
you'd have sworn he felt as If it would have
done htm good to cry There was an empty
pannikin alongside one of the dead mans
hands. | fetched some water and gave
il to the dog who drank it TO the
last drain. and on my saying Poor Jackson
and patting him again, he howled as before,
as though there was something in the name
to break his heart. You may hear some
dogs howl as he did when a street organ be-
gins. | left him to rummage for yictuals,
and n locker found some cold beef and Il
tin of white biscuit On this called to my
mates, and they all came in and fell to. The
dog had got again on to the dead mans
breast and wouldn't stir though l threw him
a piece of biscuit and then a bit of meat.
The water had strengthened bin, and he
was shifting about as though uneasy in his
mind, occasionally uttering low growl and
cycling us steadily.
80 Likely as not we may have to stay
here, says man named William, and If so
that there poor chap'll have to come out of
it.
'.' Better turn to- exclaimed another; it's
bad enough to be cast away after this here
pattern I'm for fresh air, shipwreck or no
shipwreck.'
But on our approaching the body the