The Madison daily leader. [volume] (Madison, S.D.) 1890-current, 1893-08-31

breath of air rippled the surface Of the
sea or fiuttered the canvas we spread.
BY 8 o'clock a sort of blush gray haze
crept over the sky, hut the heat was
none the less oppressive.
.sThe captain walked the deck and
raved. DO you know where we are? he
snarled at Corello. The natives who in
habit this country are cannibalsi What
IL they should take a fancy to attack as
now? We'd all be served in soup and
roasts.
"The skipper seemed TO blame the
mate. and in less than three minutes an
other row had begun. This time the
master did order Corello TO be seized and
ironed. but the order was not obeyed-
Not q man moved to carry ont the COM
mand. Instead the sailors stood scowl-
ing at their captain.
whats this?' he roared. his face
growing black. DO yon refuse 10 obey
me? BY hi. this Is mutinyp
"'We are seek of you,' calmly said
Corello. We serve you ne way = crew
Of 70 Ella Noble was serve Grab him.
ladsv
'sThe skipper snatched ont q pistol and
retreated Q few steps, swearing to blow
ont the brains Of the first man who tried
to touch him. I saw q Portuguese creep
ing catlike up behind the man, and I
knew the brig would soon be In the pos
session Of the mutineers unless some un-
foreseen occurrence prevented
"At this very instant Bildad Downes.
o cockeyed old tar. shouted:
"tCanoes putin of from shore loaded
with b~lackskinsi There's piles Of 'em.
an they're all armed. We're in for Q
fightp
.In one instant the mutiny was over.
Every man realized our peril, and they
jumped to the rail to get a look at the
approaching canoes. Downes had told
the truth. A regular war party Of the
cannibals were coming off to attack the
brig.
"'Muskets and cutlasses, menr thun-
dered the captain. Train the gun ON
'em and blow 'em ont Of the waterr
sour only chance was to fight. and
that chance was really a slim one, as we
were badly prepared for such an encoun-
ter. Our heavy gun was q rusty old
thing, and it was doubtful II 1t would
do much execution. But we were not
destined to fire q shot.
Suddenly q great cry went up from
the threats of the natives, and the ca
noes sat motionless ON the classy water.
while the black faces Of their inmates
were turned upward.
"'Great Godi Look therer
1.-THE sailor who uttered the cry point.
ed almost directly overhead, and there
we saw q most astounding spectacle. A
two masted schooner turned bottom up
ward seem to hang suspended in the ali
amid the BLUSH haze that overspread the
skyl Every sail was set, but they hung
idle like our own, as IL she wa also be
Gained. We could look directly upon
the deck, but not a living thing seemed
stirring about her. She was deserted.
"But the most singular part Of Ii all d
that ] could read her name, and ] sweal
she was the lost schooner Ella Noble.
ain q few moments she began TO fad,
from view. DINNER and DINNER grew
her outlines, and she was finally swal
lowed mp and lost in the haze. Whel
we looked at the cannibals, every cano,
was scooting for the shore as fast as pad
dies could send them. Those native
were the worst scared Lot you ever saw
and we had no more trouble with them
Isuppose it is easy enough to accoun
for the vision Of the vessel In the sky b,
calling it q mirage, but sailors are might,
superstitious, and there were some obe
men ON the Swallow after that. No fur
Their offer at mutiny was made, and ev
erything moved smoothly to the end o
the voyage.
"But we didn't find the Ella Noble
and she has never been heard Of SINCE
New York Dispatch.