The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1897-01-09

Tore hatch, stopped and looked &C the
body.
That's much how il would have
been with me, said Mr.. Mark Dave
nire. "A toss and a bubble, and not the
memory Of a moment, by Jove, to fol-
low me''
Better that than death in the bush,
said Mr.. Hankey, where, IL the fowls
Of the air permit, you rot into grin of
bones There's beastly baseness in the
disclosure Of ones narrow pipes.
should wish to lie secret, or at least
hidden, as that chap will be when he's
over the side. I'd not even that the
moon should shine upon my skeleton, "
and the mans face looked up pale be-
tween its hard black whiskers at the
planet that was softly glowing over the
port beam. They began to pace the deck
to and fro abreast of the corpse.
"When is our business to be doner
said Hankey in quiet voice. "Trollope
seems to hang in the wind. Is not this
the right sort of weather? Why not
make an end this very night? Are we
waiting for the Horn?"
Davenire Missed cautious "Hush"
as sailor stumbled up out Of the
shadow Of the longboat and passed them
to mount the forecastle ladder, where
he Joined the fellow OH the lookout.
'The ship must reach the agreed sit
uation," said Davenire, speaking with
note of authority as leader or lieu
tenant "Trollope isn't sure. Besides,
that old Benson's not on the watch.
Bosh! The old cock stares, and find
him brusque as Trollope does, as though
distrustful But what in the name of
holy Jim, can he suspect? Anyway, if the
jobs to be done, it must be rushed eff
fectually. There's to be no opposition
and no bloodshed. That must be seen
to. It's not to be hanging"
"When is that arms chest to be dealt
WITH" said Hankey.
Presently. / should have thought
you'd see that, ;" said Davenire dryly.
Hankey wagged his head in the moon
shine.
"Harkr" exclaimed Davenire. "What
are those two chaps up there arguing
about?"
The lookout man and the seaman who
had Joined him came to q stand at the
head Of tho forecastle ladder. They did
not appear to heed the presence Of the
two gentlemen, who, moving a few
PAGES forward, halted to listen in the
shadow Of the berth in which the body
had lain. From the poop lightly floated
the voices Of passengers in conversation.
mingled with the music of piano in
the cuddy, faint with the intervention
Of mizzenmast and cuddy front, and
you could hear the high tones Of wo-
man singing.
Don't you make no mistake" said
| the voice of the seaman named Tom.
you've never tarned to and thought
over things as have, Bill"
"Why, no." answered Bill. "And
I've kept my senses, in consequence.
"Ha!" exclaimed Tom, painting out
the word with the noise of heavy snore.
"It's fearful to think if chaps heads
agoing wrong his souls bound to e
wrong too. What's the soul? Can yor
explain it? it part Of the physica
faculties, or separate hessence which
breaks away from the dead body just al
the smoke of a candle goes up after tn,
flames bowed out? Lor bless me
what's a-happening? Fired, if my brains
amt been jammed by the grip of thi
here capt. And the listeners heard TIT
man fling his cap violently on to TIT
deck.
The other walked silently into TIT
bows of the ship.
"That fellows losing the right tim,
in his works, isn't he?" said Hankey al
the two strolled leisurely aft, turning
for moment to look at the figure O
the man who was standing motionles
in the moonlight, like shape of ebony
with his eyes seemingly fixed upon hi
feet.
There's always religious seaman
in long voyage forecastle," said Dav
enire.
"He's needed said his companion.
II remember man," continued Dav
enire, "who before the voyage wa
ended got two thirds of what had beer
the profanest set Of blasphemers tina
ever slept in a forecastle to regularly
assemble at prayer meeting in thu
first dog watch. He was a pale man.
with large, spiritual eyeballs. He 60
first one and then two to listen to him.
1t was slow work, but he persevered
The passengers made him purse before
the ships arrival, and he distributed
the money among his congregation, re-
fusing to take penny piece. That
was
He was interrupted by loud groar
or cry of "Jesus receive meP immedi
ately followed by the splash of a body.
"Man overboardp' yelled voice from
the forecastle head.
changed if it isn't that pious sea
man, cried Davenire, and he and his
friend rushed on to the poop.
"Help, helpr' shouted voice along.
side. "Pick me up afore I'm drownded.
Good Lord, what have gone and doneT'
The fine white moonlight was so clear
you could distinctly see the mans mp.
turned face as he struck out. The ship
slowly drove past. Some of the ladies