Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1897-01-16
THE PIRATE TEN,
Continued from Second PAGE.


ing at the body Of Trollcpe. He, too,
was promptly seized. and the three men
were walked off to the hatch and drop
ped below.
Get the irons, Trivettr" shouted the
commander. Il suppose there are irons
aboard this snip. Who killed that MANI
And he pointed to the body of Trollope
1T was the Dane, SIR" answered one
of the seamen of the Queen. This poor
fellow could scarcely speak. nearly the
whole of his front teeth having been
knocked out.
1.-The accursed little foreignerr' ex-
claimed the commander, almost losing
his roasted looks in the sudden paling
heat Of his wrath. Il will have him in
dicted for murder. He shall hang for
it! What's become of the little dog:"
he cried, looking round him. Then, his
sight going to the three wounded sea-
men near the hatchway. he called TO
Mr.. Matthews and told him to order
some men to lift them and carry them
carefully forward to their beds and to
accompany them, that he might report
their condition. The first man they han
died was a poor fellow wounded to
death. They raised him. He was Tom,
the poor sailor that had jumped over.
board. He was favorite in the forecas-
tie despite his queer views and love of
argument and faint of harmless mad
ness. Poor Toni" said the men as
they lifted him. He gave single strug-
gle and cried, with dying roll of his
eyes, MATES, Gods put the sun outr'
The other two were quickly taken
forward.
The commander stood beside the body
Of Trollope, gazing down at the dead
face. He lay sideways The wound was
hidden, and Boldock saw a handsome
gentleman lying in death. He lay a
very fine figure of a man, and Boldock
thought that he at some time in his
life had met him. II may recall you
some of these days" unused the COM
mander, with the velocity of thought,
standing for a minute beside the body
THAT you were a gentleman is certain
no doubt an officer i'll the army. A
base end, an ignoble end! What did you
do with those qualities with which you
might have made respectable, even q
shining, figure upon this brief stage?
God forgive us all! Why did the Dane
kill this man.
He lifted his wide straw hat to wipe
the sweat from his streaming face, then
turned from the body, calling to cou-
pie Of hands TO carry it to foremost
cuddy cabin. Trivett came up TO him.
"a sharp business said the COM
mander, land ia. bloodier than I want
ed"
He then went on to the poop. The lit
tie combat had been fierce and long,
long at least for numbers so unequal.
The sun was high, the wind small, the
sea foated before the faint northerly
wind in breast of shivering satin down
to where the dim, pearly square of the
briggs canvas took the eye. The bark
had been held to the wind during the
struggle, and the longboat lay about q
quarter Of mile distant on her quar-
ter. Miss Mansel stood beside the wheel
watching her. When Boldock ap-
preached, she turned, and, seeing him,
ran to meet him.
Are you hurt?'' she cried.
"Not to the extent Of q hair Of my
head, my DEAR" he answered.
How the wretches firedi It was q
perfect storm Of shooting. 1 listened in
the cuddy. shivering. If one ball had
hit YOU
at is pleasant to be thought Of in
this way. 1t is novel sensation to me.
There's been nobody to think of me, fair
or foul, since my mother died."
That's altered" said Miss Mansel.
She was about to ask after the prison.
ers. Some men came along to enter the
quarter boat which lay floating in the
water alongside and INTERRUPTED her.
One was Harry the Dane. He looked
with scared though brilliant gaze at
the commander and tumbled quickly
into the mizzen chains before the rest.
Boldock did not address him. He called
to one Of the others:
Amy of you men injuredT'
None of us here. sir. There's o man
dead in the fox 'sle'
''Ha" groaned Boldock.
The seamen dropped over the side.
~ th1t SOOuuuEtl bdlfc WEO
killed your friend Trollope, Margaret. ="
'Is Trollope dead:" she exclaimed.
KILLED by dirty little mutinous
foreigner, in absolute disobedience to
my orders. / will see how he is to be
punished for il. l doubt if there is any
law that under the circumstances will
enable me to get at the scoundrel."
Captain Trollope dead!" murmured
the girl. Are Others Of them killed."
''All unhurt in irons in the steerage. {"
They stood watching the men bring.
ing the longboat to the ship. and they
talked of the fight, and Miss Mansel
asked the commander If he saw the look
on Caldwell's face when he saw her?
at was not favorable moment for
observation, said the commander. II
tripped him on a sudden rather easily.
tnought, and fell with him and ON
him. He carries the aspect Of q picked
character. The handkerchief convicts
him as one Of them. / should like TO
know vino was the other"
at is like dream" said the girl.
"Yet could swear that the other was
Mr. Davenire.
Mr. Matthew'S rO-a rDou tho rad,o-