The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1897-01-23

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mind was exactly expressed by the atti-
tude Of the ship as she lay upon the
wide sea with no other motion than
such as she got from the long undula-
tions of the swell; the yards OF the
main were aback, the vessels head was
about north, and her drift was some
thing easterly. The loss of her fore top
gallant mast, too, with the mutilated
look it gave her, was like putting the
moral Of the missing brigantine into the
picture of the idle bark.
Silence fell upon the men. They suck
ed their pipes, they looked at one an
other, at the island; then Trollope, fold
ing his arms, said in his cool, con-
temptuous way: "Well, gentlemen,
what is your pleasure9 We can I lie rot
ting here like Coleridge's painted ship. !"
"No," oozed Burn. I've been turn
ing the thing over, and there's nothing
for it, in my opinion, but Trollope's
scheme.
you'll have to come to it," said
Trollope, grim with conviction and tenn
per barely kept under IF there's to
be no confidence whatever, the sooner
we run this ship ashore yonder the bet.
ter, for then every man can take his
whack and go into corner of the is
land, with his loaded revolver upon his
pile, and starve while he waits for some
thing to turn up and be found years
hence by whalemen, skeletons of men
hugging mounds Of earth. +"
"See here exclaimed Davenire,
holding himself erect, expanding his
vast chest and starting with declama-
tory air, "it's quite certain that we
don't possess the confidence in one an
other which Trollope would excite. We
ought to go ashore upon that island. 1t
is wonderfully fine weather, but this is
the sea, gentlemen. If we are to keep
the sea in this ship, cruising for fort
night, according to Trollope's pro-
gramme, should like to know that my
share is safe ashore, preserved from all
peril, easily accessible and visitable.
But L want to see the island, and the
whole of you, l have no doubt, wish al
so to see it. How is that to be contrived
consistently with the flattering opinion
we entertain of one another? Well, "
said he, with glance at the green spot
of land, eve must sail in as close as
the ships safety will permit. We must
sound for an anchorage. We must stow
every sail in the ship after letting go
the anchor and then go ashore.
1.-THE whole of us?" said Caldwell.
''The whole of us. echoed Davenire.
Then, erecting himself afresh and
speaking strongly, he cried, IF it's to
be as l say, hold up your hands,.
Every arm except Trollope's was lift
cd.
you'll come with us, although you
don't ASSENT" said Caldwell
"I'll go with you because you won't
leave me behind YOU, was the answer.
"And these are your thapksp' He walk
ed to the rail as though burdened with
emotion and looked at the sea.
Lets swing the yards, boys, and
praise the pigs In our songs for this rag
of agreement anyhow" cried Caven-
dish.
They got way upon the ship, and the
helm was shifted for the island.
1t was about II o'clock in the morn
ing, very hot, the westerly wind scant-
ing and the sea of that deep, pure,
thrilling, melting blue which the Pacif-
ic there takes when over it bends such a
heaven as then spanned the sparkling
recesses. Trollope took no part in the
maneuvers He picked telescope off
skylight lid and turned it slowly round
and round the horizon. This he did
again and again, clapping the glass I'M
der his arm between whites and walking
the weather end OF the poop with lord
paramount air. William steered. 1t
was leading wind for the island. The
bark leaned little and drove the water
from her bows in ripples. Now that
there was some sort Of passing unanimi-
ty among them different sort Of spirit
Eas manifested generally. They talk.
I'd without passion, they ceased TO ar
rue. they stood leaning over the ships
side smoking and watching the island
or tho water sliding past in tender
trsmble OF prismatio bubbles.
Suddenly Davsnirs, starting up from
- lazy . loafing posture ~ ever q south
country longshoreman could fall into,
called out:
"Trollcpe, by the way. didn't You
say we ought to sound as we 20 inr'
you've taken charge, haven't your"
answered Trollope, slightly turning his
head without looking at the man, then
lifting the glass 10 his eye.
"'Ary," yelled johnson, Spring
for lump OF fat, my son. You'll find
plenty in the galley"
In = few minutes the little Dane
handed piece Of fat down to Mr.. Shan
non, who primed the hole in the bottom
Of the lead.
For luck's saker" he sung out The
long metal conc few to the bow, and
tho line slackened without weight right
up and down under him.
''Land hop' he roared. 1T can't give
you the leadsman's cry. Here's the red.
What is it-what is it9 All, II faith.
oms."
All the while Trollope, coldly and
obstinately, paced old Bensons piece of
quarter deck. Again and again the men