Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1897-01-09

tions exhibited once more the prouer
and essential nimbleness Of the sea. He
had bound . red handkerchief over his
eye and stood o moment in the cuddy
door, gazing at the festive scene. He
saw many bottles and much broken
glass, and when his appearance as he
swayed i'll the cuddy door was greeted
with q laugh he concluded that all
hands within were drunk. This exactlv
was what the company supposed of
him, and the merrymakers rather fan.
cied him in consequence.
Bear hand, AIRY, you Dane, -;
cried Tr0llope, land bring bucket and
q brush and get rid of this mess, and
you shall have more wine for swiftness
and for laughter, for the good Of your
eye and for the ease of your aches.''
The man. understanding in part only,
went out and returned with a brush
and bucket. Some Of the gentlemen
helped. In few minutes the table and
deck were cleared, and the Dane turned
half bucketful of brilliant broken
glass over the side.
Come back here now till we make
you drunk" roared Weston.
What is it, gentlemen, that you
want of me:" said Harry, standing in
the door,
Here you nre," said Shannon. hold.
ing up bottle of champagne
Il will take him forward" said the
Dane.
mo, you will drink him down here, ~
shouted Weston, who was the most ex.
cited of them all.
Gentlemen, you may make me a nj
rate, but you cannot make me make a
beast of myself" said the little Dane,
fondly fancying that this as a stroke of
morality would please.
Catch him!" howled Trollope.
Shannon. johnson, Cavendish and
Hankey sprang for the man amid a roar
of laughter. The Dane shot with the
speed Of an arrow forward and vanish.
ed in the forecastle. The jewellers. how
ever. did not go farther than the cabin
door, and when they returned to the
table Masters, after drinking another
glass OF champagne, rose and went on
deck.
Mr.. Masters, passing out of the cud-
dy by way Of the quarter deck, gained
the poop and stood at the lee rail, clasp.
ing backstay, with his gaze fastened
upon the magnificent lights shaking
and feathering under the sun astern
Davenire caught sight of him, but Dur.
sued his dignified walk to and fro with.
out giving him heed. They were singing
jolly song in the cuddy, a rafting
good song with q hurricane chorus for
o dogwatch in the northeast trades out
ward bound with 4 shipload of home.
sick hearts. Masters did not seem to
hear the chorus, yet it should have fit.
ted his mood. The two lines the most
distinctly roared out were:
Then chee'6lp. Sam; don't let your spirits 60
down.
There's many CELL that know we'll who's
waiting for you in the town.
On sudden Davenire, breaking into
srunt OF laugh as though some fam
cy bred OF the song had tickled him,
crossed the deck:
"Our find this morning don't seem to
have given you much soul, 'Sam," said
he. The chaps want to sing you into
sweeter spirits. Why do you bother
yourself and us about the women in the
boats? You don't kill this sort of cattle
with paper knives, do you?''
I'm all right. What's wrong with
me? was glad enough this morning.
One can't keep ones jollity fixed as
though it was a weathercock YOU can
nail" said Masters, folding his arms
and turning his back upon the sea to
lean against the rail.
Davenire thrust his immense hands
into his breeches pockets and listened
to the singing with half smile and a
face crimsoned by the light.
Since Shannon didn't walk in his
Sleep" continued Masters, what on
earth was his object in going to the fly.
ing jib boom end and bowling there? On
the very eve of the attempt-it might
have been death to us
What fool you arer' exclaimed
Davenire. stiffening his figure and look.
ing Masters full in the face.
What do you mean by thatI said
Masters, letting his arms fall.
The big man grinned . grin that
quickly vanished. The bright light Law
dull upon the wine glaze in his eve,
but he was BY no manner of means
tipsy. -s5
There's something happened. said
Masters, (which Burn and of all the
fellows know nothing about. ] insist
on my rights rs one of you. What's this
"Ah! What?'' rejoined Davenire
with slow. exasperating smile.
WAS Miss Mansel made away with
By any CT you:''
The rousing chorus of Cheer Up,
Sam" swept through the skylights and
died cut over the sea in the wind.
What right have you to question
me Ill this fashion, pray:'' said Dave
nire. with a dull fash in the glaze of
his eye like a signal of lightning and
storm III q hot corner Of heaven. What.
ever happened benefited you anyhow
left you with q free conscience and the
privilege of finding your share Of the
oooey without any rust of blood upon it.
faey' Amt that enough for you?''
he rolled his big form as though he
was going to throw himself into \ FIGHT.
ing posture
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