Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1896-12-26
CHAPTER V CONTINUED.

Good Giddens!' murmured johnson
to Burn, catching the special point Of
the incident with discernment worthy
Of loftier mind. ''It would just be
that pendulum swaying that would
craze me. See how YEARLY and regu-
larry she rolls, but without way. It
would work the wits loose in the brain
They would pitch from side to side like
shifting ballast, and the continual ham
mering of them upon the skull, first on
this side, then on that, would set me
grinning and raving just like yonder
coon i'll very few hours. -
''He would be nearly naked" said
Mr. Burn in his coy voice, "tut for
tho mates coat. Why should q man
when he goes daft always want to strip
himself? Is it because madness brings Il
chap close to his original state of Ia
ture:'
Here he comes" said Mr.. johnson.
Stand by for rush of ladies'
Where's the captain." shouted the
mailman as he bounded over the rail,
delivering himself. eellike. from the
grip of seaman and dropping the Sec
struggle. He had kept q hold of his
chart, however, and now flourished it
as he screamed, where's the captain"
Lay aft some hands ard secure that
poor fellow" shouted old Benson, tray
cling forward to the break of the poop
with incredible activity.
Before this command could be attend
ed the lunatic was at his side.
"This is the chart, SIR, he cried, I'M
rolling it with insane vehemence, while
the ladies in body rushed below, leav-
ing MIR. Dent and Mr.. Storr standing at
the companionway ready for immediate
flight. 'They tell me you're first
class navigator. I can't make the ships
situation right. Look herev'
Old Benson saw that the chart repre-
sented the North sea-
1.-The sum-" cried the lunatic as he
stared for q breath with an eagles uU-
winking eye at the blazing luminary,
"goes round and round like horse in a
circus. Can you catch him." he asked
in Kissing whisper, with his horrible
grin Of cunning. HE don't shine of q
night, and all day long he gallops round
and round"
BY this time. however, tie surgeon,
the second mate and a seaman had gath
cred about the poor creature. He yelled
when they were obliged to use force
HIS shrleks on the quarter deck rang in
echoes from the silent hollows of tie
sails, and you seemed to hear faint
answer to them trembling in a sort of
I'M nh
sense to see he was not to be returned
TO his vessel, and his craving was for
her. 1t took half the ships COMPANY TO
get him forward. They slowed him
away IN wing cabin securely bound,
and sailor watched him.
The Queen was brought TO her course.
her sails slept to the light air, and their
silver trembled under the shadow of
her hull The wreck Sided away, for
lornly rocking.
You are certain there was nobody
else On board, sir:' said Captain Ben
son to the second mate.
Certain, sir?''
WHO is this matiman?''
The mate, allow, sir. He hasn't
the looks of the captain; gone loose
headed on sudden with Loneliness.
COZ grief" said Captain Benson.
casting his eyes upon Mr.. Storr, who
stood listening. There may have been
wife or some one dear to the man lost
to him in that business said he, with
a nod at the wreck.
us there any chance for the manu-
said the captain, addressing the surgeon
a. he came up the poop ladder
The surgeon shook his head. "He
howls like WOLF" said he HE might
have lived another week in that wreck
yonder, but the sun won't rise upon
him alive tomorrow in this ship"
''Lor" said Captain Benson.
1t befell as the surgeon predicted. A
little before the first dinner hell rang
and when the poop was alive with pas
sengers moving leisurely in the violet
twilight Of the awning seaman came
hurriedly out Of the berth in which the
mailman lay confined, and just when
the dinner bell was ringing ard the pas.
sengers were going below to prepare
themselves for the table the doctor came
aft to the skipper. who stood, grasping
the brass rail at the break of the poop
in a posture Of expectation. and exclaim-
ed, ''He is dsadv'
"Then, sir, We'll get him stitched up
at once and bury him in the morning."
said the captain.
While the passengers were dining a
couple OF seamen stood over the dead
body forward, stitching it up in piece
Of sailcloth ready for the last toss One
Of the two was the man who had been
set to watch the lunatic. He drove his
needle, with pale, hard face.
"Bill," said he presently, when they
had stitched the face out of sight, "do
the likes Of these here have immortal
souls5''
: Bill was Q man OF some color in hii