Birmingham age-herald., 1894-11-18

of man whose job exactly suited him, clasped her tightly round the waist while one of the seamen disarmed her. ''You must both go below till we've settled what to do with you" said the mate, reluctantly releasing her.
 With wistful glance at the hand spike the girl walked to the cabin followed slowly by the skipper.
 ''This is a bad business" said the lat ter, shaking his head solemnly as the indignant Miss Rumbolt seated herself. Don't talk to me, you cowardi' said the girl, energetically.
 The skipper started.
 ''I made three of en run," said Miss Rumbolt, land you did nothing You just stood still and let them take the ship. Pm ashamed of you"
 The shippers defense was interrupted by a hoarse voice shouting to them to come on deck, where they found the mu- tinous crew gathered ait round the mate. The girl cast look at the shore, which was now dim and indistinct, and turned somewhat pale as the serious nature of her position forced itself upon her.
 Lewis" said the mate.
 "Well," growled the skipper.
 ''This ships going in the lace and brandy trade, and if so be as you're sem sible, you can gowith it as mate, dye hear?"
 ''An' s'pose I do, what about the 1ady9" inquired, the captain.fy,
 You and the lady'n have to get spliced," said the mate sternly. "Then there'u be mo tales told. A Scotch  marriage is as good as any, and we'll just lay off and put you ashore and you can get tied upasright as ninepence."
 Marry coward like that?" demand ed Miss Rumbolt, with spirit Not if know it. Why, I'd sooner marry that old man at the helm"
 ''Old Bills got three wives already to my sartin knowledge" spoke up one of the sailors. "The lady's got to marry Cap'n Lewis, so don't let's have no fuss about it.
 II won'tl" said the lady, stamping violently.
 The mutineers appeared to be in dilemma and, following the example of the mate, scratched their heads thoughtfully.
 ''We thought you liked him, said the mate at last, feebly.
 You had no business to think" said Miss Rumbolt. ''You are bad men, and you'll all be hung, every one of you. I shall come and see it."
 ''The cap'n's welcome to her for me-" murmured the helmsman in husky whisper, to the man next to him. "The vixen"
 ''Very good" said the mate, If, you won't you won't. This end of the ship'u belong to you after eight o'clock of a night Lewis, you must go for'ard with the men,"
 "And what are you going to do with me after?" inquired the fair prisoner.
 The seven men shrugged their shoul- ders helplessly and Hezekiah, looking very depressed, lit his pipe and went and leaned over the side
 The day passed quietly. The orders were given by the mate, and Hezekiah lounged moodily about, prisoner at large. At eight o'clock Miss Rumbolt was given the key to the stateroom and the men who were not in the watch went below. x \ -~
 The morning broke fine and clear, with light breeze which towards midday dropped entirely, and the schooner lay rocking lazily on sea of glassy smoothness. The sun beat fercely down, bringing the fresh paint on the taffrail up in blisters and sorely trying the tempers of the men who were doing odd jobs on deck.
 The cabin where the two victims of a mutinous crew had retired for cool ness, got more and more stuffy, until at length even the scorching deck seemed preferable, and the girl with a faint hope of finding shady corner went languidly up the companion lad der:
 For some time the skipper sat alone pondering gloomily over the state of affairs as he smoked his short pipe. He was aroused at length from his apathy by the sound of the companion noisily closed while loud frightened cries anS hurrying footsteps on deck announced that something extraordinary was hap pening. As he rose to his feet he was confronted by Kate Rumbolt who, panting and excited, waved big key before him.
 ''Ive done it." she cried, her eyes sparkling.
 'Done what?" shouted the mystifed skipper.
 'sLet the bear loose," said the girl. "Ha, ha, you should have seen 'em runl You should have seen the fat sailorl''
 Let the-phew-let the-Good heav- ems! Here's pretty kettle of fish" he choked @
 ssListan to 'enn shouting" cried the