The morning call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1878-1895, 1893-03-19

Ia my own berth. as L may call it. said
to The steward. pointing to the bundle in the
upper bunk: THAT can be left there. It
viii not be in the way"
WHAT'S ?" said he. "Ho, it was brought
aboard lust afOre we started, and the cap
tain gave it to me thinking It might belong
TO some OF the soldiers or their wives as'd
presently be claiming 1t. It's nerror," said
ne, looking at the parcel, Though the name
oil THIS vessels wrote big enough for a
monkey TO read without glasses. Let it le
It's out OF the WAY here" Then looking
around MIN he lost his temper. Here's
a, pretty 60" he cried ''To think
OF Woolwch stowaway berthed
IN such beautiful bedroom as this mere.
It's a-fying in the face of right, and it's
counting and caressing of wickedness to
make any one as has done wrong SO COM
Portable. IL this gets wind, suffocate me if
stowaways won't breed thick as fleas in a
VessePs hold. But you'll have to work"
III work and work WE'LL" said I, smil-
ing, and as you treat me SO shall your
reward be-"
He held his lantern to my face and said
"Where?"
Hobart Town"
There's no use a-dangling that sort of
fly said he; "l'm no one-eyed fish. When
l rise It's to summat juicy, with ne'er
nook IN It's inside. Never you mind about
Hobart Town, but turn to and get your
supper"
FRANK. We suDped off a dish that had come
from the cabin table. Frank Informed me
tnat mad the captain sent me to live before
the mast | should never have beheld or
lasted Lasted such dish even in my dreams.
Ihey starts you," said he. ION pork dot
WAS deadt of der measles, und beef dot
WAS horse until dey salt her down
into casks" Again he eEdeavored to
ascertain who was and what | meant to do
on my arrival in Hobart Town. lie said if
H0nnHnfiOne riuh fpry 10
ned be very grateful If I'd put in a good
WORD Tor him; he was not born to this sort
OF life; he had seen better days, wrote
good hand. and could CORRESPOND in three
tongues. He had signed articles for the
round voyage. but was ready TO run from
the snip II chance offered.
looked mysterious and smiled know
lngly and said l guessed that when my
friends heard my story they would be glad
to do kindness to any one " no had proved
friend to me during the passage. He put
OIL into my cabin lamp and showed me how
TO trim 1t and assured me that any little
c0nVenlenceS which he possessed were mt
my service. l learned that my work ended
at o'clock. At 8 80 the materials for grog
were placed upon the cabin table, and at
two bells | was at liberty to 20 to bed
Bat you II understand, said tho steward,
VINO gave me this information, "thnt if all
auds Is called you must turn out "Itll be
Tor me to sing down the hatch all lands
and you don't stop to dress, but rush up,
for you're never to know what lawful
things int OIL the heve of 'appening when
that loud cry of ALI 'ands' rings through
such big ship as this, and il you don't turn
cut. then of course you'll be one of them
parties as feel sorry tor themselves next
day."
When two bells were struck 1 went
INTO the recess under the poop to take a
look at the labOrng ship and the dark night
before going TO bed The canvas had been
reefed at O'clock at that hour and for
some time after, heard the wild hoarse
notes OF sailors singing out at the ropes, and
the cannonadlng of heavy sails whose re-
leased halyards had abandoned the slack
canvas to tie thrasninG gale. The ship was
running along her course, climbing the high
seas and whitening out the water till the
seethlng waves CLEANED like moonlight
round about her. Captain Barrett and the
doctor were playing at chess in the cUddy;
the Subaltern looked on with a paper cigar
dropping at his mouth. All seemed dark
and at rest down the hatch where the
soldiers quarters were. l thought 10 my
sell II this ship were to strike another and
founder, what chance for their lives would
the $50 men below have lying FOR all know,
IN their irons, so battened down thatnOthing
short OF an explosion could lit the hatch
Tor them.
figure approached and peered in my
lace; the cabin lampliGht was upon him;
it was VIII.
is that you?" said he doubtfulIy.
On my replying he put his hand into his
pocket and gave me a little parcel. Here's
a pencil and paper for you, Marian" SAID
he. BE mighty careful in writing and
don't mention my name. You can't be too
cautious, The sentries' eyes are as keen as
their bayonets. Have you a mattres5P"
res"
Why don't you go to bed?"
u am off in a minute"
This Is no place for you. I wish you
were at home in Stepney." He went on to
the poop and descended 10 my berth.
To be continued.
Copyright, 1893. by w. CLARK RUSSELL.