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


strength of those four men to secure the
herculean Mr. Mark Davenire AT ev-
cry wrestling heave and furious motion
of his muscular mass of body he slung
one or another, making them leap as
man springs from the side OF capsized
boat. But numbers must prevail Mat
tbews gripped him with both hands by
the throat and was strangllng nm,
while the seamen were making help
less bale of the huge robber by turn up
on turn Of rope round his arms and body
and legs.
There was no more noise Of firearms
after Davenire was secured. Trollope,
Weston, Shannon and Hankey, with
their backs against the bulwarks III the
gangway, were making magnificent
stand when the commander, having
dropped Mr.. Caldwell into the steerage,
looked round from the hatchway at the
quarter deck scene Of struggle. Davenlre
was even then being bound, and the
mate knelt upon him with his hands
upon his throat. You might have heard
The groans of the wounded men above
the cries ard curses of the seamen as
they hacked and EeWed at the four gen
tlemen against the bulwarls, not wish
ing to shoot them and not able 10 sub
due them All four men had managed
to wrench cutlasses out of the grasp OF
their opponents, and they made hight
ming in the air with these weapons as
they struck in return, lunging and par
rying, or letting drive the singing bows
of the boarder. Trollope was scarcely
recognizable tor wound in his head.
Some hand had early laid his cheek
open, and his linen coat was drenched
with blood ard his left arm was Grim
son as he raised it. Ii was a wicked,
miserable scene, lifted TO no height Of
heroism-though the devil knows it
lacked not that quality-bocause Of the
character of the villains. Boldock, gaz-
ing d moment, never could have imag-
iNed anything to surpass that picture of
savage resistance.
Surrender he roared, rushing to-
ward the six or seven men who were
swinging handspikes and cutlasses at
the four. 1--WE don't want your lives,
but you're our prisoners-you must be
our prisoners Surrender, you scoun-
drelsr'
As he Numbered out those words a
| pistol was fired behind him, and with a
groan the unhappy Trollope let fall his
cutlass. His blood soaked arm sank
| slowly, piteous expression swan into
his eyes as he turned them upon the
commander, death whitened him and
made very CHASTITY by contrast of hue
the wound that bled in his head, and he
fell sinking on to his knees, next
stretching his length.
When Weston saw this, he flung his
cutlass high in the air and folded his
arms. He was Immediately collared by
q couple of seamen and Mr.. Hankey was
at the same instant knocked down.
IF it must be, it must be-" Shannon
painted, dropping his weapon and stick.
ing bis hands into his pockets and look
ing at the body of Trollope. He, too,
was promptly seized, and the three men
were walked off TO the hatch and drop
ped below.
Get the irons, Trivett!" shouted the
commander. II suppose there are irons
aboard this ship. Who killed that man?"
And he pointed to the body of Trollope.
1T was the Dane SIR, answered one
of the seamen of the Queen. This Door
fellow could scarcely speak, nearly tho
whole OF his front teeth having been
knocked out.
| The accursed little foreignerp' ex.
claimed the commander almost losing
his roasted looks in the sudden paling
heat OF his wrath. II will have him in
dicted for murder. He shall hang for
iti what's become of the little dog?"
he cried, looking round him. Then. his
SIGHT going to the three wounded sea.
men near the hatchway, he called TO
Mr.. Matthews and told him TO order
some men to lift them and carry them
carefully forward to their beds and IN
accompany them, that he might report
their condition. The first man they han.
dled was poor fellow wounded TO
death. They raised him. He was Tom.
the poor sailor that had jumped over.
board. He was favorite in the forecas.
tie despite his queer views and love Of
argument and faint of harmless mad.
ness. Poor Tomb said the men 40
they lifted him. He gave single strup.
gle and cried, with dying roll of his
eyes, Mates, Gods put the sun outp,
Inc other two were quickly taken
forward. '"Aen
Inc commander stood beside the BODY
OF Irollope, gazing down at the dead
race, de lay sideways. The wound was
hidden, and Boldock saw bandsomo
gentleman lying in death. He, Law a
very fine figure of a man. and Roldoo,'
thought that he at some time in h;s
life had met him. "I NAV recall ron
some OF these days." unused the com a
nander' with the velocity of tboupbt
standing for a minute beside tho bodv
inae you were gentleman is certain
mo doubt an officer in the armv a
pase end an ignoble endl What d;d vou
90 with those qualities with which y ou
a %isnt nave made respectable. even q
SHINING figure upon this brief staaa,
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