The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1893-12-07

she was shrinking and covering when
L caught sight of her Instantly after
see had screamed out she cried:
Don't let him take me away.
Don't let him come near mel He
tried to murder me. Oh, God. he
tried to murder me. He will do it
again if you let him take mer'
At this moment Mrs. Godbold ran
out OF her cabin exclaiming: What
is it? What is it?" while she adjust
ed her cap or otherwise completed her
attire.
When Mrs. Cole saw her she flung
herself into her arms, screaming: He
would have murdered me. Don't let
him come near me! He is my hus-
band. What is he doing here?"
And then she struggled and wrestl-
ed with Mrs. Godbold, striving to
sway and heave her and herself into
cabin Immediately abreast
YOU'RE quite safe here" shouted
Capt. Carter Nobody can touch you
aboard this ship without my consent"
and he turned tiercely upon the other.
saying: whats the meaning of this
lady's accusation? We found her
floating. Are you her husband? I?
What's your name, sir2 What did
you do to her?'
He would have drowned mew
screamed the poor girl, and, indeed,
she was scarce more than girl in
years, while in looks she might have
passed for eighteen. 'Oh, guard me
from him-make him leave the ship"
And here she went into Mysteries and
screamed most dismally.
Then, while the woman still scream
ed, and l was making for her to lend
Mrs. GOdbold hand observing as l
stepped a hutldle of hairy faces star
ing down the skylight in plain expec-
tation of being in time to see the worst
Of 1.-THE captain of the Hinda twist
ed on his heels, in a spring or two
gained the deck and was gone.
The captain went on deck and [
quickly followed, and when l looked
over the rail | saw the Hinda's boat
making for the Indiaman. The men
seemed pulling for dear life; probably
they had heard the shrieking through
the open skylight, and the captain
may have started them hard at their
oars with some atfrighting lie about
our ship.
Even while our own white tipped
yardarms glanced through the spark
ling wind to the drag at the braces
swinging the fabric of white cloth into
leaning and swelling breasts of canvas,
the lndiaman as her own boat was
hoisting at the davits, filled on her
and we started together.
But l quickl saw that she was for
losing Us by the easterly course she
made, and, indeed, hong before the
afternoon was gone she had sunk her
self below the horizon to the tacks of
her courses.
That same evening Mrs. Cole took
Mrs. Godbold into her confidence, and
this is the story she related, just as it
reached my ears day or two later:
Her husband was Capt. Charles
Cole, commander of the Hinda India
man, and the person who had come
aboard our snip to borrow hands.
They had been married three years
She told Mrs. Godbold that from the
hour Of their marriage, life had been
made burden and q curse to her and
himself by his jealousy. She had
gone two voyages with him against
her wish; she detested the sea; but he
was too suspicious and jealous to suffer
her out of his sight A married sister
of hers lived in London, but he would
not trust his wife with her.
Well, it fell out that on board the
the Hinda-he was doubtless one of
those figures | had observed on the
poop of the Indiaman-a particularly
good looking young nobleman formed
one of the dozen Or SO of officers who
were going home in the ship. He
began to pay Mrs. Cole marked atten
ton before the vessel was fairly under
way. She could only avoid him by
keeping her cabin. Her husband re-
quested her to do SO. She refused to
imprison herself in a small berth in a
roasting climate. Quarrel after quar-
rel resulted. The captains passions
were made white hot by the signifi-
cant looks and half-laughs and pur-
ser's grins of my lords brother off
GERS.
One afternoon, while she sat on the
poop, his lordship pulled chair to
her side and entered into conversation
with her. She could have had no 9th
er excuse than her husbands jealousy
to rise and walk away. She remained
seated. Presently the officer was call
ed on some pipeclay business to the
quarterback, and Mrs Cole went to
her cabin. It was stern cabin under
tie wheel, lighted by couple of large,
old fashioned windows, which were
open. While she stood at one of
them watching the pale line of the
wake running from under her into the
evening dusk, the door opened and
her husband entered. He approached
her with the looks of a mad man; he
could hardly speak for passion.
Caps. Carter and / talked this yarn
over, and clearly saw how the thing
stood. The man had attempted to
murder his wife IN a fit of jealousy
No doubt she had provoked him to the
last degree He had backed her to an
open stern window, choking her cries
with his hand upon her throat, and
tumbled her overheard. The slope Of
the ships great square counter no
doubt Tended off the noise of the
splash-if splash there was-froin the
ear OF the heIinsuan or any one else
standirg aft: and The figure foatea in
the white bubbles and foam bells Of the
ships furrow, and went swiftly and