Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1897-01-04

\ several causes q drink, mufiny aud the
like in the Lookup ashore.
Ere. I say!' bawled q voice over
the edge Of the hammock. "What the
blazes have they gone and done with rs.''
A pair OF legs tviniled to the deck
from another hammock A seaman rolled
out OF his bunk. Tom jumped for the
scuttle and tried it. There was a sudden
surprising hurry Of figures in this wild,
urcoufh interior rs il was to be viewed
in this midnight hour by the dim flame
OF tho farinG lamp. Curses deep and
loud escaped few Threats. Then some
one sang out:
"Hold your gabi"
| What was it?''
Il thought. says the man, breaking
into the silence that followed his roar.
II heard 'eia shooting or muske.s."
| Lads" says Tom. coming under tho
lamp and sitting down upon his ches,
with his arms folded in an attitude Of
resignation. Il was born an old woman.
mates, If them there ten blushing passen.
gers amt gone and stole the ship
A heavy groan broke from q corner.
| whats that noise?' exclaimed q
sailor, looking round.
ITS me, Bill. I've got the spasms, -
said the hollow voice of the sufferer.
1.-The second mate promised to bring me
drop OF brandy along. and I was CON-
ing forrards when this here outbreak
took place. Lor "a mercyr' He tumbled
on TO the deck and rolled over anu over.
Bill was good hand and cheerful
man. They all liked Bill. William had
a drop OF rum saved up in his chest.
This he produced, and after Bill had
GRAINED it down they lifted him into his
bed. and William rubbed his stomach.
and then Bill said lie felt better.
''They know how to secure them
doors, said 4 seaman, coming back to
his chest after testing the doors by shak.
ing and letting drive at them with his
shoulder.
I'm shipped for the run 10 the
Thames" shouted an active seaman,
and wants my money, and wants my
Clothes. D'you mean to say there's to be
no blooming breaking out with us II
men and the cook:" All Gu fire witt
rage, the man seized the handle Of /:
scruhbing brush, leaped on to 4 chcs:
and beat with indescribable fury at tie
locked cover of the scuttie.
| "Hafk!' shouted n man. "They' II
a-answering Of you.''
| "Below therer' was heard dimly, bu.
clearly. 1t was Peter Johnson's voice.
and there were no stronger lungs save
Trollope's in that ship. Below there!''
was repeated in tremendous accents, &c.
companiod by the bammering Of heel
upon the hatch. Can you hear mc?'
What have You to say?" yelled the
Infatuated seaman, posing the broom
handle rs though making ready for tic
| man.
| Were ten men," sounded the voice
above III dull roar through the plan.s,
land every mans armed with u six bar.
relied revolv e.. We mean you 10 mis-.
chief, bat il you attempt TO break out,
then the first Of you who shows his head
at the scuttlc or the doors is dead man.
Do you hear me?'
| A general groan resounsled through
the fcrecastlc. He had been heard clear.
ly enough. They knew that the sentinel
spoke the truth and guessed that men SC
perilously alert, so desperately reckless
and determined, had at once made every
provision Of sentry and would keep all
promise CT bullet and powder they made.
They've got us, and they've got tho
ship, said Tom. And the best thing
we can do is to keep quiet"
Saying which. with the GOODNESS of q
sailor used to adventure, he pulled on,
q Plug Of tobacco and lighted his pipe.
In few minutes bowls OF glowing Cav.
endish were spangling the dusky int.
rior like frefiies, and the flame Of the
lamp burned III q CHASTITY blue in the
fog OF the smoke.
| A silence, as though the ship herself
slurnbered, was in the cuddy, when the
Shrek Of the second mate. in the GRASP
of Davenire, had slung through the cool
and steady pouring of the wind. Imme.
diatei- afterward they heard Davenire' e
| tremendous roar to his little company,
and now it was that Captain Troilope
and the three others who had the han.
ding of this part Of the ship went to
work. But light is tho work to be done
when the workmen are savage with res.
olutio1. when every man Is armed with
q deadly weapon. and when those 20 be
subdued are TRANQUILITY sleeping.
Each man exactly knew his station
and duty in this audacious piracy. Troll.
lope, revolver in hand. spraDg for the
captain S cabin. Burn and Masters, after
securing the cuddy door and removing
the key. dashed for the berths Of the
Dents and the Storrs, while Mr. Patrick
Weston. his twisted face purple with
the passions of that hour. rounded to
Mr.. Matthews cabin.
The mate had Teen awakened by
Poole's loud cry over his head. dc
could not distinguish the words, but lac
heard a note of imminent deadly import
in the high. strained voice. He sat up,
his heart loud in his cars: then, catching
Davenire's hoarse cry. he leaped from
his bunk and was pulling on n few
clothes when Weston drove ia like IN
! electric bolt.
/ 1T is Of no use, Mr.. Matthews. -
lifting his weapon that the unfortunate
officer might see il. I've have posses.
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