The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1897-01-21
Copyright, 1896, by the Author

treasure. There are ten male passenger;
and five women. Il.-she is chased by a cut
ter which puts on board James Murray. who
wishes passage % England. MA steamer
follows Police board the Queen 10 arres
Murray, who Is abscOnding with money. Muir.
ray commits suicide ". V and Wit !:
discovered that the arm OF the Queer
has been robbed. VII and VIII. The cap
tain orders the rooms TO be searched, but
nothing is found, ~ and X.-Miss Margaret
Mansel. passenger, overhears plot OF the
pirate ten 10 seize the vessel. She is gagged
and throwd overheard. NJ. XII and XIII -
The pirate ten seize the vessel and turn the
crew adrift in boat
lCoATINUED.J
There is 10 farther 1all IN the mer.
curry, said the commander, touching
his cap in response 10 that quarter deck
civility or duty in the others "What
d'you think it's going to be, Mr. Mat
thews?" said he in a voice whose deep
complaining notes were now familiar TO
the mate Of the Queen.
THE sky grows bit shrouded, sir, 1"
answered Mr.. Matthews, looking
straight aloft as boy balances pole
on his nose.
'And observe that the horizon don't
look so far off, said Mr.. Hardy, leer-
ing at the ocean.
1.-The barometer is like woman's
temper" said Boldock, beginning to
smile and broadening his smile as he
continued, whether it rises or whether
it falls-though you can't guess what's
going 10 happen, you're bound TO know
that something's coming along"
"True, SIR said Mr.. Hardy, with
cheerful alacrity.
lyon were speaking of that gold, Mr..
Matthews, said the commander. "How
was it stowed?''
Mr.. Matthews explained.
"Will the scoundrels be able to find
it?"
They'd come at it, sir, if they had
to pick out the wool fleece by fleece. -
"a little abaft the main hatch! A
strange place. l should have built a
safe in the lazarette," said Boldock.
1T was done by orders of the con-
signers of the gold and dust" said Mr..
Matthews. 81 believe they are 13 in
number. heard so in Sydney"
"a good number" said Mr.. Hardy
dryly.
Cones middle aged man who has
been a sea captain. He was M at the
diggings and coaxcd ore enough out of
the soil TO set mp 40 merchant masters
for life with a coach and pair apiece and
"a footman behind their chairs at dinner.
He designed the compartment for the
gold, named the pace--insisted upon
that place-had unreasonable arguments
with old Captain Benson, who was for
slowing the gold in his own private
cabin. :"
What" cried the commander.
"That some sailor should be tempted
aft with jackLH.ie to cut his throat!
Think of trying to sleep with nigh
$500, 600 in gold under your bed | had
thought better Of Benson's Judgment.
That sea captain, whose name / rec.
oIlect is Bummell, is pretty nearly
crank as it is, said Mr.. Matthews
1.-THE find so elevated his wits that they
passed out of his head. "
Lifting his hair as they went, no
doubt" said Mr Hardy, with laugh
and leer.
AT the present moment" continued
Mr.. Matthews, enc thinks himself
prodigiously rich man. The news II take
long in fetching him. And mark me-
gentlemen, Bummell on the mere mer-
its of the first report will go raving
mad "
Il suppose, sir, " said Mr.. Hardy, adj
dressing Mr.. Matthews, that nothing
was known among the passengers Of
those ten gentlemen who have run away
with your shipy"
Nothing that ever l got to hear"
answered the mate Of the Queen. "The
fact is they composed nearly all the
passengers The rest were ladies and one
or two gentlemen-one Don't, "a colonial
merchant, bit Of fool; one Storr, an
auctioneer, going home after brief ca.
reer Of bad bargains, so he told me, +"
While they thus conversed it darken.
ed around, and scale like layer Of
clouds shaded the dimness that had
gathered over the mastheads. The brig
was heading off TO the southwark and
westward-that is, she would have been
heading off had sho been making any
way but lecway through the water.
But when it darktned and thickened. the
wind sank out in gasp of air in the
topsails, the water flowed in oil and be-
gan to shine richly and wonderfully
with fire. The brig now lay sleeping in
a marvellous silence that was full of
mystic light.
Commander Boldock and Mr.. Mat
thews had left the deck before the water
frightened and tho sky blackened and
were sitting at supper with Miss Man
sci, when Mr.. Hardy came half way
down the steps to report that dense
fog had settled upon the sea.
well, SIR" says the commander,
turning his immense, red, kindly face
round upon his mate, Suppose you ease
her of her royals and flying jib and