Deseret evening news. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1867-1920, 1892-09-02


Americana who hit mo ober de head.
Tzo not got de bracelets OF mono too soon,
and I'm hungry for blood
"The Niger will take caro- ofthe cabin
crowd, backed by tho Frenohman. You
must mako racket over the after com
panionway, and with the hntchot attend
20 all ns they show up We viii look
out on deck. and In five minutes the
yacht will DO ours, Away now. and DO
ready"
with growl the Maltese crcpt over
tho low bulwarkg, and stealthily ns n
cat worked his way aft, where. with q
low "ilistl' no signalod the man ut tho
wheel TINT no ready for his share Of the
deadly work ahead.
Captain Crowcll was slowly walking
on the weather side, unconscious Of the
danger that was brewing. while !,
scarcely knowing what TO do, and at n
loss how 10 communicate with The
master without creating suspicion, crept
aft, revolver In hand. keeping well to
! lcoward and undor cover Of the high.
protecting bulwarli9. Occasionally
| could see the outline Of tho Maltese
sailor rs no peercd over the rail and
noted tho gesture Of the man at the
wheel In response 10 the cautious signals
given by his confederate, who was evil
IDENTIFY becoming impatient of delay. As
/ grippcd my revolver | felt assured
tnnt the gtor1n threatening would not
DO long delayed, aud my heart beat
rapidly Us tho crisis approached. One
incautious move on my part, and all
might 10 lost.
a slight tap az tho boil forward, a
mere jingle, was heard, and In nm in
slant tho tall, 1.-the form Of the fellow
at the wheel started into activity. With
one stoalthy movement 10 drew n long
cluspknifc from the bosom Of his shirt,
his body inclining forward, the weapon
poised, ready 10 plunge u into the back
OF tho unsuspocting master. whose back
was turned 10 tho muiderous scoundrel.
From my hiding place | could note
every movement made In the moonlight,
and my nerves had become steady as |
drew bead on tho figure who would
havo oommittotSnurdcr wiihouta qualm
Of conscience, II indeed he had any.
II was tho first timo in my life had
ever been called upon 10 shed human
blood, and ] must confess, gentlemen,
felt awfnlly queer. But It was no timo
for sentiment or delay. II was my life
or his, to say nothing Of tho others on
board. | aimed for his broad. stalwart
breast. and with the sharp crack OF the
revolver the man lenpod convulsivcly
into the air, falling dead at the feet Of
the startled Crowoll.
In an instant | was by his side. Tho
mastor took IN the situation at once. and
ere tho Maltese had gained footing on
deck my cool headed sailor had finished
his villaiuous career, the body dropping
into tho sea, aud was soon whirling
astorn IN the bubbling wake Of the
yacht. Thon shoulder to shoulder we
turned rs tho crew IN a confused mob
came swnrming aft. their knives CLEAN.
ing In the moonlight, tutoring savage
oaths for vengeance as they charged
bodily up 20 the quartz deck. Fortu-
nately for Crowell aud myself they did
not possess firearms.
'Bo sure of your aim, sir" was the
master caution In u low, cool voice,
"and don't spare them"
And you may depend we didn't. We
fired into tho surging, struggling mass
at pointblank range, winding up tho
careers Of four mutinoers In less time
than II takes TO relate It. Tho remainder,
warned, fell back irresolute. and 10 we
advanced upon them. our weapons still
smoking at tho muzzles, they beat q
prcoipiiate retreat.
by this time the party in the cabin
had taken tho alarm. In body they
+ came TO our assistance, and but littlo
trouble was experienced In cowing tho
survivors into submission. Securely
shackled they were placed below, and
the yacht was once more safe.
OF course the cruise was broken up.
Like myself, tho balance OF tho party
had no desire 10 keep on whom they real
lied the danger they had boon in and
the narrow escape we had all export
enced.
We all lent hand In working the
craft into Gibraltar, where the mon
were tried aud condemned to tho chain
gang.
During tho excitement and row Of the
melee the frail hold that Mr.. Raymond
retained upon life was loosened. The
shock and fright proved too much foi
the poor old gentleman. and no breathed
his last as we We're giving the mutineors
their coup de grace. He was laid 10 res,
In the beautiful English burying ground
at Gibraltar, aud his daughter was left
an orphan.