Waterbury evening Democrat., 1891-08-03
The Story of a Wreck.
Thrilling and Romantic Account of
 = @ Mutiny at Sea-
BY w. CLARK RUSSELL.

GI w. GIAiNk ROoSELIs such a witness against their murderouA dealings as l was chance to save my life? 1, whose plain testimony could set justice on the hunt for every one of them. could not place conf- dence in their assurances. The paths of such ruflians as many of them un- doubtcdly were, were worthless. They would murder me without an instant's scruple, if by so do:r T they could inn prove their own chances of escape; and l was fully persuaded that l should have shared the fate of Coxon and Duckling, in spite of the sympathy I had shown them, and their declaration that they did not want my life, had they not foreseen that they would stand in need of some competent person to navigate the ship for them, and that l was more likely to come into their projects than either of the men they had murdered.
 My agitation was greater than like to admit. I turned over in my mind various plans for escape, none of which upon mature consideration seemed practicable. To let the men see that l stood to my work, 1 never quilted the deck until six o'clock.
 On arouslng the carpenter in the cabin formerly occupied by me q found him in the bunk on my mattress with his boots on and a pipe belonging to me in his hand), 1 told him that the ship could now carry all plain sail, and advised him to make it. He got out of the bunk in pretty good temper, and went along the cuddy; but as he was about to mount the companion ladder 1 called to know if he would see fhn cto y.H coool- tn him nhntIf serving out the cuddy stores, as I pre- fcrred that he should give the man in structions, since they would best rep resent the wishes of the crew. But the truth was I wanted to pack all the re- sponsibility that could upon him, so as to make myself as little answerable as possible to the men.
 "Yes, yes. Fetch him out. Where is heP" he replied, turning round. "Stewardr' I called.
 After pause the door of the cap tain's cabin opened, and the figure of the steward stepped forth. Such a woe-begone object, with bloodless lips and haggard expression, and red eyes and quivering mouth, hands hanging like an idiots. his hair matted, his knees knocking together as he walked, never wish to see again.
 "Now, young feller," said the car penter (the steward, by the way, was about forty years old), thrusting his hands into his pockets and leaning against the mizzen-mast, ''we're all l equals aboard this here vessel now. l No ones above t'other, barrin your self, who's just nowheeres at all, owin' to your keepin' in tow of the skipper | when he was pisoning us with the ! ct Txyhinh fnnly SOu in coT-ui n q out! Now, you understand this: You re to turn to and sarve out the cuddy | stores to the men at the proper time, and three tots O grog every day to each man. MT. Ryle Il tell you how long our passage Il last, and you're to make calkIlation of the livestock SC as each watch gits share of the pigs an poultry. But you," he continued, squirting some tobacco-juice from his mouth, aren't to touch any other pro- l visions but the stores which the crews been eatin' of; mind that! If we catch you tastin' so much as half a cuddy biscuit, we'll run you up to the fore yard arm!'
 He shook his fist in the stewards face and addressing me, said:
 That's all to be said, ain't it?"
 "That's all," 1 replied; and tho steward went cringing and reeling to- ward the pantry, while the carpenter mounted the companion-ladder | l entered the captains cabin whict was comfortably furnished and sup piled with all the instruments, writing materials, maps and other necessary articles. Among other things l dis covered a five-chambered revolver which was loaded and after 8 little | search 1 found box of cartridges This considered very lucky as IcOult not tell how soon such a weapon migh prove to be a necessity. put the re | volver in my pocket and made thor ough search for more firearms but tt 5 my great sappointmentfound nothin! of the kind. This was unfortunate, fo . if myself and the boatswain could sue cecd in winning one more man, an, weapons could be secured for thre they might make a formidable stan
 against the crew should occasion de mand. All that found aside from tn captains clothing, of importance, wa a bag containing about thirty pound in silver.
 While engaged in these explorations knock fell on the door, and on m replying. the girl came in. 1 bowe > ! dlIi tlohCu lOI LO Ut oGaGCAy hhN III ] quired how her father did.
 "He is still very weak" she ar
 swcred; "but he is not worse thi
 morning. heard your voice just now
 and watched you enter this cabin.
 hope you will let me speak to you.
 have much to say"
 "Indeed," I replied, "I have bee
 waiting impatiently for this opportur
 ity. Will you first tell me your name? . Mary Robertson. My father is
 Liverpool merchant, MT. Royle, an
 the ship in which we were wrecke
 was his own vessel. Ohr' she e1
 claimed, pressing her hands to he
 face, ''we were many hours expectin
 every moment to die. "
 Suddenly she looked up with smil
 of wonderful sweetness and, seizing m
 hand. cried:
 What do we not owe you for yor
 noble offortsP How good and bray
 you are"
 You praise me too warmly MiS | Robertson Had I risked my life