The farmer and mechanic. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 18??-19??, 1898-04-26
The Raid Of DonnO CIotiIde.
Continued from Sixth Page

Est' Il ~ az ~ 80
Imply. and Donna Collide stood by the
yachts bulwark. GREATNESS and ~gaspin@.
Now you get away below" he order
cd. CURLY. iii soon clear this rabbic
over the side.
He watched TO sec her obey him. and
she did it meekly. Then he gave his
attention to the fight. He broke a
packet of cartridges which lay on the
deck planks. picked up and lOadeI Il
revolver. and commenced 10 make him
self useful TO The yachts crew: and
from that momen the fortune of the
battle turned.
Capt. Owen Kettle WAS tand isl a
beautiful fighter. and this was just his
fight. Against his cOOl-headcd ~ferocity
the RiffianS ave way like sand before
waves. He did not miss Il blow. he did
not waste Il shot: all his efforts went
home with the deadlieSt effect. His
voice. too. was Il splendid ally. The
yachts crew had been doing their ut
most already: they had been fighting
for their bare lives. But With Kettles
poisonous tongue to lash them, they
did far more. they ragged like wild
beasts at the brown men Who had in
yaded their sacred decking. and drove
them bacck with IeSistlcSS fury.
Hump yourselves yon lazy dogs,
Kettle shouted. Keep them on the
move. Drive them over the bows. Muir
der those YOU can reach. Am | to do
all this job myself: Come on you mon
srG!s."
The red cutlaSScS stabbed and hacked
and the shrieks and yells and curses Of
the fight grew to Il climax. and then
the Rifians. with Il sudden panic gave
N,,y and q fo,. thn stIl aud tunpIJaI
over into their boats. There was no
quarter asked or given. The exaspcr-
atcd yachtm5n cut down all they
could reach. even whilst they were eS-
Gaping: and when the sound had gone.
they threw after them the killed and
wounded to be rescued OF lost as they
chose. Afterwards. having 4 moments
respite, they picked up their reyol-
veIs again, loaded them. and kept up Il
scattering ill-aimcd fire till the boats
were ont Of reach. Then when they
turned 10 look to their own killed and
hurt they found Il new crisis await
ing them.
Capt. Kettle was on the top Of the
deck house. which served rs a navigat-
ing bridge, oStonlationsly closing up the
breach CT his revolver after reloading it.
He wished for Il hearing, and after What
they had seen Of HIS deadly marksman-
ship they gave ii 10 him without demur.
His needs were simple. He wanted
| steam as Soon as the engineers could
| give it to him. and he intended To take
the Yacht into Gibraltar right away.
Had anybody an objection to raise?
The red-haired man made himself
spokesman. I'VE should have to 90 IL
Glib anyway" said he. Some OF. rs
want 4 doctor badly, and three Of rs
want q parson to read the funcral ser
vice. Whether YOU can get ashore once
we do run into Glib. captain. is your OWL
concern
"Iou can leave that to me safely,
said Capt. Kettle. 1t will be some
thing big that steps me from having Iy
own way now
The men dispersed about their duties
the decks were hOsed down. and tht
deck lights switched off. After awhile
Donna Cnotildc came gliding up out q
the darkness, and stepped up the lad
der to the top Of the deck house. Kettle
regarded her ~uneasily.
To his surprise she knclt down. tool
his hand and >mothered il with burnin.
kisses. Then she went back ,o the heae
OF the ladder. My dear" she said. Il
will never see YOU again. | made yOt
Hdtt iht. Iliu w YOU SiNtt lllN lI1t.
wish | thought | could ever forget you
Miss La Touche." said Kettle. "yol
will find 4 man in your own station on
Of these days to make YOU 4 proper nus
band. and then YOU will look back a
this cruise and think how lucky it wa:
You SO soon Sickened and kicked III,
away from YOU.
She shook her head and smiled through
her tears. You arc generous sh,
said. "GCodby. GOodby. my darling
Goodby.'
Then she went down the ladder, an,
Capt. Kettle never saw her again.
y quartermaSter came up ana tool
the wheel. The MINDLESS engine Ia,
been clackin@. and the rcd-haired mal
twho had continued himself temporar,
matc) called ont from onward. Al
gone.
"QuartermaSter.' said Kettle.
"Icssir." said the quartermaster.
~"NOr-nor'WeSt and by west
"\Or-no west. move it is sir sal,
the Qn~aitarmaSter briSkly.