The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1897-01-07

Poison, SIR" said the surgeon.
him so aptly and quickly. He raised his
foot by another step to command with
his eye the platform of the poop and
said:
'Did you ever hear Of a man chasing
clipper to get passage!"
"There are plenty Of instances of be-
lated passengers overtaking vessels in
small boats and otherwise, answered
the second mate, looking aft to see if
the captain was on deck.
"What would the cutter charge for
such job?''
"a hundred sovereigns, every penny,
and perhaps heavy consideration ON
top if the chase was successful.
"All for what?" said Mr.. Hankey,
looking at Mr.. Murray, who stood alone
right aft staring at the whale.
"Ha" said the second mate.
"And one little portmanteau, said
Mr.. Hankey.
"Oh, that would be nothing, sir,
when a mans in a hurry"
"Do you smell anything like rat?"
said Mr.. Hankey.
The second mates grin instantly dis
appeared on his catching sight of the
captain. Muttering to himself by
gosh!" he walked aft, touching his cap
to the captain, whom he thus address
ed:
"There's a steamers smoke right
astern of us, sir. "
The captain sheltered his eyes with
his hand.
81 believe l see it, sir, said he, and
he looked at the faint blue film through
telescope.
The second mate walked forward.
whats the old man looking at?''
said Captain Trollope, rising TO the
height of the ladder and addressing Mr..
Poole
"There's steamer coming NJ
astern,' answered the second mate
shortly. His duty as an officer in charge
forbade him from conversing with the
passengers. Captain Trollope descended
the ladder in quick recoil and said in q
hoarse low, eager voice, "There's q
steamer coming after US. 4" On which ev'
cry man knocked his pipe out and went
On to the poop.
Extraordinary interest was manifest
ed in the smoke astern by many OF the
gentlemen passengers. They did moi
trouble the captain with questions, but
talked apart. Mr. Murray, on the Other
hand. had been little importunatC
till the captain gave his arm to lady
and marched away. He had wanted t(
know if she was likelyto prove steam
er from any other Australian port thai
Sydney, or was she manof-war? Wa
it conceivable that she was bringing
more passengers for the clipper? HI
looked anxious and about ten years old
er than when at breakfast Captain
Trollope, Davenire and one or two 9th
ers of the set viewed him curiously.
: ~ don't think" says Trollope t.
Caldwell i'm low, mysterious voice
'that he'd fire a magazine as an alter
native"
"We keep too near the cussed coun
try" exclaimed Mr.. Hankey, looking a
| the smoke. 81 dare say some point OF
is still in sight from the masthead. "
Gentlemen, "said Mr.. Storr, joining
them, rubbing his hands, this, think
promises to be voyage of excitements.
Nv this time the steamer had risen 4
rae height of her boxes, disclosing
: lean. dogs cared funnel that vomited I
black, fat coil Of smoke 90 miles long
and one pole mast forward, on which
some signals were seen to be flying, bu
: as the c.,lors blew fore and aft the,
: culd no, be distinguished. There wa
no doubt now that her business wa
!. with the clipper. Indeed. Mr.. Dent
after looking at her through the tele
7 scope, professed to recognize her as tn
!, tug Bungaree Of Sydney. A mirage lift
: ed her, and she looked closer than sh
was. But she was splashing after th
; ship at eight knots, and the clippe
was barely doing FIVE, and presently sh
was showing her small squad hull fai
: upon the water, with the figures OF me-
= visible on the bridge and flags still
. streaming at the pole mast, but DUN
! as a sea tongue through being ON end.
: Captain Trollope looked for Mr.. Mur
: ray. He had Disappeared.
!, The bark was luffed till way was al
. most shaken out Of her. IL was me
ment of great excitement The chase Q
= the cutter had been nothing compare
!, to it. Twice in "a hours to be pursued
" Old Benson was puzzled. The tradition
of the ocean seemed all awry. Thre
weeks detention in Sydney harbo
!, through desertion. and now when fairl