The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1897-01-27

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the forecastle while he signed to Harry
and William not TO appear to observe
him. He exclaimed in a low voice to
Harry, who had lounged to the head OF
the forecastle ladder on seeing the COM
mander coming: "For the life that's IN
you both don't look down or seem TO heed
me. Sing out this" He dictated the
words and Harry, who acted with an
adroltness that was not to have been
hoped for in William, shrieked in his
high notes:
"We haven't had time yet to tell the
story. That there man knows nothing
about you. But I'll go aft and give him
the yarn while you wait if you likeT'
Something in this speech appeared to
decide the elk gentlemen. They talked
together for few minutes, looking
earnestly at the ship. Every man then
saw that his loaded weapon was handy
to his grasp when the six should leap as
one for the chains. Weston and Shannon
dipped their blades, and the boat APP
preached the bark. The four who stood
up idle intently watched the movements
of the men who were visible on the ves-
sell
"Are you going to board ne afore
you gives me some account OF your
selvesy" sang out Trivett, and his voice,
breaking the silence, accentuated the
hush in the ship to the listening ears in
the boat.
"You shall have our yarn in a few
minutes" cried Davenire in his tre-
,!endous voice. "Give way!"
The boat drew to the main chains.
and, needless as to what became Of her
in their rage of resolution to repossess
themselves CO the ship, fired, too, with
suspicion of their reception as every
black soul of the six was, they sprang
with tigerlike leaps into the chains and
gained the deck in a dozen heart beats.
Not moment for breathing and for
looking round was permitted. Roaring
at the top of his voice, ''Now, then, Mr..
Matthews-now, then, my hearts--we
must nab every one of these fellows;
but don't hurt them if they offer no re-
sistance, Z" Boldock rushed out, flourish
ing his cutlass. followed by the mate
and the whole body of seamen.
IAN ambushp' yelled Hankey, and
Shannon sprang to the side as if he
would jump overheard. Then he faced
about, leveling his pistol.
"Throw down your arms! We don't
want to hurt you, but we must take
you'll" bawled the commander, making
straight for Caldwell.
The six men fired volley slap at the
approaching seamen rushing headlong
at them.
1t was to be a desperate. unfair fight;
six enraged, entrapped men against
overwhelming odds. Caldwell, black in
the face with the devil that was in him,
flashed his second shot at the command
er. The ruffian missed his aim. He had
been more fortunate with Mr.. Masters.
His opponents rush gave him no time
for a third bullet. and he hurled the
heavy, clumsy weapon-a deadly mis-
sile-with the full strength Of bis nerv-
Gus arm at Boldock's head The pistol
struck the uplifted cutlass and snapped
the blade short off as though it had been
carrot. Dropping che useless hilt, Boil
dock, who was now in the right fight
ing fury, received Caldwell as he spraDg
at him, and In breath the two men
were locked.
It was fierce wrestle for few min.
ntes. No man came TO the commanders
help. Caldwell's intention to get Boil
dock under and so strangle him with
stamp of foot or pressure of knee was
clear. He was by far the stronger of the
two, fighting if not for his life at least
for his liberty, and they swayed and
rolled and CRASHED their teeth and
sweated, the commander silent, Cald-
we'll muttering low curses as he swung
and twisted, till all at once his grasp
relaxed and a look of horror lighted up
his face with the rounding of his eyes,
30 Christi Look at herr" he yelled.
Crashl Down he went with those
words in his evil mouth and that look
Of horror on his hanging brow. The
commander was on top Of him, and now
Trivett rushed to his side with rope to
bind the prisoner. Miss Mansel stood
little way in the cuddy, quite visible
through the door. watching the fight.
Back, Margaret, backl" painted the
commander, but in an audible voice, to
the girl, who shrieked: "He Is CALDWELL
He is the man whose name was on the
handkerchiefp' And thus speaking, she
fed to the after end of the cuddy.
$50 we've got Miss Mansel's would
be murderer here, have wea' gasped the
commander, who with Trivett was
now kneeling upon the writing form.
"Frap him handsomely, Trivett. TIN
be round the neck when we get him
ashore, I expect. Taut as you please.
They bound his arms behind him, they
bound his legs with the swift but like
wise with the sure hand of seamanship,
and then, as though he had been new.
ly slaughtered pig, they dragged him to
the little steerage hatch under the break
Of the poop and dropped him through it.
quivering, oursing, bowling, but help.
less as q man hanging at a yardarm.
The struggle, however, was not yet
over. The five had fought like furies.
They snapped their revolvers to right