Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1894-08-18
WINNING HIS STAR |
OR THE ADVENTURES PAUL
TRAvERS.
WRITTEN FOR THE EVENING STAR BY SAM T.
CLOVER.
Copyright. 1s24)
CHAPTER XIX.

| CHAPTER XIX
| Paul presented anything but an attract
| i've appearance Blood was streaming from
the cash on his check his lips were pulled
| out to two or three times their normal size.
his left eye was partially closed. and a
number of black and blue spots on his body
were in painful evidence. The poo- lad
| staggered back as the chief steward con-
fronted him. and would have fallen but for
| Scully's assistance.
! what Internal nonsense have you been
| up to, Yank?" demanded his superior
| 'Taint his fault. Mr.. Masters" inter
posed Scuily. &c were driven to II. s'elp
me! There's the chap is to blame for
| this ere rumpus" and he pointed toward
Jonas pew.
The steward strobe over to the bunk in
| dictated, and. reaching inside grabbed the
| skulking occupant by an arm. Come ont
| o that" he shouted, and show yourself:
I'll teach you young savages to fight"
| Grooming and mumbing. Jonas dragged
his haf-naked body to the center OF the
room. He wasn't pretty sight. either.
One eye was completely closed and the
other was making sympathetic strides to-
| ward like condition. His chest showed
| marks of severe punishment. and when he
| opened his lips to speak a yawning cavity
denoted the absence of two front teeth.
Now, what have you two fellows to say
for yourselves that 1 shouldn't report you
| to the captain" exclaimed the steward
| critically surveying the sorry looking
couple, and striving hard to control his fea-
lures He ought to masthead you both
| for twenty-four hours and put you on hard
tack and water. Pretty looking objects
you are. 1 must say"
80 f called me liar" whined Jonas. IAN
then e 1t me-"
He stole my bucket and brush, Mr.
Masters declared Paul, land besides he
| mas been annoying and insulting me ever
| since l came aboard. 1 couldn't stand IL
any longer and just had to fight him."
| Perhaps the chief steward had some ink
| ling of the true situation, il may be con-
sidered the boys had received punishment
| enough. for he was a wise man of much
| experience in handling youngsters. With
| out revealing his thoughts, however he
| sharply questioned Jonas
Did you take fank's bucket? 1 want
the truth, sirI''
| "Ye-es,'' came the unwilling and s,rly
response.
| Where Is it?
| Under my pew"
| "Trot 1t out, quick
The thoroughly whipped bully fumbled
| under his bunk and presently produced the
missing articles. with the initials "P T." i'm
plain view as Paul quietly pointed out to
the chief
Now, then, Jonas" demanded the stew
ard, what were you doing with Yank's
property?"
| .Nothink, upon. me siyyey sir: I took
EN- just TO make i'm wild. and was goin' to
i put EN- back harfter a bit"
| The chief eyed him sharply, and although
ne may have thought the fellow was lying
he hadn't the heart to punish him further
| for Jonas presented a most pitiable ex-
| terror. But discipline must be maintained
and his voice assumed its severest express
| sion as he continued: VERY well, sir, III
take your word for 1t. but mark me- boy
If l hear of any further trouble I'll lock
you up in the lazarette long enough to in
duce bitter repentance" Then turning
| to Paul he added: II want no more fighting
aboard this ship; If you can't get along
without that just report to me. and I'll find
out the reason why. Scully. 1 shall hold
and Yank, and shall expect you to keep
order down here. Do you understand"
| Yes, sir"
IAN right. then get to work lively. As
for you, Jonas. don't show that face Of
yours in the saloon until those eyes look
halfway respectable Yank. wash off that
4 blood and go to work and don't let me
catch you disabling any more of my help
or II may go hard with you" Then turn
| ing hastily to conceal a smile the firm but
really good-hearted steward sought the deck
| above.
And peace reigned again in the glory
hole. Evidently Brlcksey had no desire to
run foul of the american privateer," as
some of the boys dubbed Paul after his
battle. for he maintained a respectful dis
lance. and took good care to keep his
mouth shut. AS for Jonas. he was as mum
elicit the slightest response from his closed
lips He had learned his lesson, and was
disposed to profit by it. in all Of which
Paul secretly exulted. for he was naturally
a peaceable lad. and had no desire to get
into further ENVIRONMENTS with his ship
mates.
20 truce was declared and the wounds
gradually closed. but the great fight was
a fruitful topic of conversation In the glory
hole for weeks after. To this day the old
timers tell the newly Joined cockney Of the
pitched battle they once witnessed at 3
O'Clock In the morning between a big chap
named Jonas and plucky young American
called ''Yank." and when they are asked
which whipped they shrug their shoulders
and say, well. Yank went to work that
same morning, but Jonas didn't show up on
deck for three days"
The Sd day Of July was the third Sunday
at sea, and as the Chimborazo drew nearer
the line the sun beat down with intense
fervor. But a good breeze blew which made
living just endurable. and as the passengers
stood bareheaded on the upper deck listen
ing to the service read by the captain Paul
| thought he had never seen a more attrac-
tive picture. The ocean was like glass; the
quarter deck spotless as successive holy
| stonings could make ii, and the sailors In
| their bright blue jerseys, grouped among
the passengers. lent just the requisite
amount Of color to the scene The canvas,
| Tapping fazfly- overhead, Paul likened to
white wings of peace outstretched above
| the worshipers as IL invoking benediction.
Fourth of July the Chimborazo crossed
| the equator. For days previous Paul had
| inwardy determined to celebrate, and al
| though he was the only American on board.
I he felt that he must not let the day pass
| without some attempt at glorificltion. Ac-
| cordingly he invested nearly all his tips In
lemonade. mild bottled beer. pipes tobacco
md cigars, intending to give a feast to his
comrades. From the kitchen he begged a
quantity of sandwiches and the pastry
| al f. cvr,r Ia daurv <>f 49,
les from his cupboard. There were no for
| NAL invitations extended. From the copy"
| furnished by Paul the purser's clerk en-
crossed a handsome page Of foolscap In red
| and blue INK on white paper bearing the
| general invitation, which the had tackled up
| on the centerpost In the glory hole It's
composition afforded the boys considerable
amusement The notice was couched some
thing like this: