Waterbury evening Democrat., 1891-07-31

shouted. s'Let go your port braces
 lore and aft! Round with the yards
 smartlyr'
 Fortunately the first coming ofsthe
 wind was light and the canvass upon
 the ship comparatively small. Thc l yards swung easily and braced them up sharp and kept her close. The sky
 to the south looked threatening and
 the night was very dark. I ran below
 and looked at the glass. There had
 been slight fall, but nothing to speak
 of. I ordered the top-gallant sail to
 be furled. The men worked with alac-
 rity singing out Justify. could hardly
 realize, as l stood on the poop giving
 orders, all that had occurred within
 the last two hours. Yet knew by the
 strange faintness which from time to
 time seized me that my moral and
 physical being had received terrible
 shock and that should feel it all the
 more keenly when the excitement had
 abated.
 The only food l had taken all day
 was the two ships biscuits; and, feel
 ing the need of some substantial re-
 freshment to relieve me of the sensa-
 tion of faintness, I left the poop to
 seek the carpenter, in order to request
 him to keep watch while went below.
 When on the quarterback, and look
 ing toward the cuddy, perceived two
 figures huddled together just outside
 the cuddy door. There was plenty of
 light here from the lamps inside. and I at once saw that the two bodies were
 those of Duckling and Coxon.
 stepped up to them. Coxon lay on
 his back with his face exposed, and
 Duckling was right across him, breast
 downward, his head in the corner and
 his feet toward me. There was no blood on either of them. Coxon had
 evidently been struck over the head from behind, and killed instantly; his F features were composed, and his gray !, hairs made him look a reverend object in death. Some men on the main deck watched me looking at the bodies, and when ,, they saw me take Duckling by the arm , and turn him on his back, one of them . called: That's right; keep the beggar alive? He's cookee's portion, ' he is!''
 I These exclamations attracted the at , :, tention of the carpenter, who came aft 5 immediately and found me stopping , over Duckling.
 He's dead, reckon" he said. | "Dead, or next door to it, replied. a "Better.for him if he is" dead. The . captains corpse, killed quickly J enough, by the look of him." l con- . tinued, gazing at the white, still face at my feet You had better get him carried forward and covered up. d Where's the body of the sailor I brought on boardP''
 d "Why, pitched him overheard like a o 70 dead rat. by orders of this Christian, :" S he answered, giving the captain body
 kick. "He had good deal o1
 feelin', this pious gentleman. Why do ,t you want him covered upp Let him go ,: overheard now, won't'eeP Hi, mates?' :, he called to the men who were looking > on. "Here's another witness agin us / for the Day O Judgment! Heave him Y want to give him no excuse to soften 1 the truth for our sakes when he's called r. upon to spin his yarn!'
 ,t The men focked round tho bodies, n and while three of them caught up the T corpse of the skipper as if it had been < coil of rope, others of them began tQ ,e handle Duckling.
 "Him toopn asked one.
 Ii "What do you say, MT. RoyleP" de. 10 manded the carpenter.
 .s "It ain't MT. Royle's consarn-it'a Ti cookees!' cried one of the men. And n he began to bawl for "cookee.' ee Meantime the fellows who held the s captains body, not relishing theil y burden, went to leeward; and, two ol d them taking the shoulders and one the =, feet, they began to swing him, and al
 a given word shot him over the bull In warks. They then came back quite " unconcernedly, one of them observing ,t that the devil ought to be very muck !, obliged to them for their handsom. present.
 II The cook now approached, walked n , aft by some men who held him by the m ~, arms. They. were laughing uproari ,a oa ously, which was explained when I saw 0S that the cook was drunk.
 ,+ Here's your friend, MT. Cookee, '
 said Stevens, stirring Duckling witt o the toe of his boot. He's waitin' fol ,g you to know wot's to become of him. ' ~ n turned the cook, pulling off his caI $ with drunken gravity, and making { ,d reeling bow to the body. "Me lov' tI dis gentleman like my own son. Neb ~ ~o~ Der knew tenderer-hearted man. Hin ;;a gib me nice blow here," holding hi | clenched fist to his jaw, "and anodel of one here,'' clapping his hand to hi o1 back. Then, after pause, he kicked no the dying or dead man savagely in thu 1 head, yelling in a hideous falsetto io io "Oh, I'll skin um alive! Oh, I'll pull t si his eyes out and make um swallel oi dem! He kick an strike honest En ~ glish cook! Oh, my golly! I'll cut of M his foot! Give me knife, sar," look nt 1 ing around him with wandering ~ gleaming eye. "Gib me a knife, say rn - an you see what dor'
 pe One of the ruffians actually gave hin of Knife.
 m Igrasped the carpenters arm. m "Mr. Stevens" I exclaimed, in hi 60 ear, you'll not allow thisi For God nr sake, don't let this drunken canniba si- disgrace our manhood by such bruta III deeds before us! Living or dead, bet in ter fling the body overboard! Don m let him be tortured if living; and a dead, is not our revenge completeP' ,u The carnanter m adn m answer and