San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1897-02-07

and ships bread, some cabin delicacies
and two bottles of champagne. They
found the brace of sailors in the gloomy
forecastle sitting close beside each 9TH
err. The Dane held his head in his hand
and was evidently in pain. and William
was saying that everything must come to
a hend-even this blazed voyage wasn't
a-going to last forhever For his part he
thought it not unlikely, now them CO.
veys had found what they had embark
ed for to steal, that they'd get the boat
over and scuttle the ship, leaving them
aboard to tell no tales Thus was he
murmuring when Burn and Weston en-
tered with their burden of good cheer.
The two seamen sat quiet, astounded by
the sight Of the wine. Then William
smiled, but no determinable expression
could visit Harry's plowed up face.
Here it -, what they call fzz. It'll
blow that eye Of yours open, AIRY.
Cheer up, my lads, and don't forget to
bless us when you're toasting u.s." Mr..
Burn cheerfully said, and then they
went back to the merry dinner table in
the cuddy.
Davenire took Trollope's chair. No
one appeared to regret that Mr.. Cald-
we'll continued to steer the ship.
The men brought up wine and drank
freely, but not one man got drunk.
They sat long. Davenire alone going on
deck to relieve Trollope, while William
was bawled for that Caldwell might get
some dinner. They sang songs, they
told stories, they reoited poetry. Ham
key got up on chair and was diverting
his audience with some theatrical ex-
hibition when the ship lurched, and he
fell upon the table among the dishes
and wineglasses. The crash was stu
pendous, and the man was slightly cut.
'Some one call the Dane to clear this
mess up, :" said Trollope.
Harry came along with little brisk
ness-it might have been fear. it might
have been Q champagne. Whatever 1t
was his legs were heartened and his mo-
tions exhibited once more the proper
and essential nimbleness Of the sea. He
had bound a red handkerchief over his
eye and stood moment in the cuddy
door, gazing at the festive scene. He
saw many bottles and much broken
glass, and when his appearance as he
swayed in the cuddy door was greeted
with laugh he concluded that all
hands within were drunk. This exactly
was what the company supposed Of
him, and the merrymakers rather fan
cied him in consequence.
"Bear hand, AIRY, you Dane"
cried Trollope, land bring bucket and
a brush and get rid of this mess, and
you shall have more wine for swiftness
and for laughter, for the good of your
eye and for the ease of your aches"
The man, understanding In part only,
went out and returned with a brush
and bucket. Some Of the gentlemen
helped. In few minutes the table and
deck were cleared, and the Dane turned
half a bucketful Of brilliant broken
glass over the side.
'Come back here now till we make
you drunk" roared Weston.
"What is it, gentlemen, that you
want Of me?" said Harry, standing in
the door.
Here you are" said Shannon, hold
ing up bottle Of champagne.
81 will take him forward" said the
Dane.
"No, you will drink him down here"
shouted Weston, who was the most ex-
cited of them all
Gentlemen, you may make me pi-
rate, but you cannot make me make a
beast Of myself" said the little Dane.
fondly fancying that this as a stroke of
morality would please.
Catch himl" howled Trollope.
Shannon, johnson, Cavendish and
Hankey sprang for the man amid a roar
Of laughter. The Dane shot with the
speed of an arrow forward and vanish
ed in the forecastle. The jewellers, how
ever, did not go farther than the cabin
door, and when they returned to the
table Masters, after drinking another
glass of champagne, rose and went on
deck.
Mr.. Masters, passing out Of the cud-
dy by way of the quarter deck, gained
the poop and stood at the lee rail, clasp
ing baokstay, with his gaze fastened
upon the magnificent lights shaking
and feathering under the sun astern.
Davenire caught sight of him. but pur-
sued his dignified walk to and fro with
out giving him heed. They were singing
jolly song in the cuddy, rafting
good song with hurricane chorus for
a dogw atch in the northeast trades out
ward bound with a shipload Of home
sick hearts. Masters did not seem to
hear the chorus. yet it should have 1T
ted his mood. The two lines the most
distinctly roared out were:
Then cheer mp. Sam; don't let your spirits 60
down.
There's many CELL that know well who's
waiting for you In the town.
On sudden Davenire, breaking into
grunt Of laugh as though some fan.
cy bred of the song had tiokled him.
crossed the deck:
"Our find this morning don't seem to