The Dupuyer acantha. [volume] (Dupuyer, Mont.) 1894-1904, 1898-11-10

cisive manner; ''over with it-Quick's
your play. Down off that foreyard,
men; down with you!" he continued;
but he wasted breath in giving the last
command, for the sailors on the yard
had heard the order given to port the
Lelm, and knew that 1t meant a COL
lision with the big junk. BY the time
the ships head commenced to swing
for the Cinnamon, they were all on
deck.
The second mate was terribly white,
but az cool and collected as though he
were merely washing decks, instead of
coming a big ship, flying list" with
a stiff breeze, to a deadly collision with
another vessel crowded with human
beings.
There was no tremor in his voice, as
he called out to the mar at the wheel:
Steady SC, Dunn; starboard a little,
s~tarboard!" and the next instant, as
the BE rushed fair for the junk's
waist, his shout, Hold on all-hold
on" was as clear and ringing as ever
had been his order to clew down a top
sail. The watch below was sleeping
still, for though 1t has taken me some
time to write this account, yet not
more than five minutes actually elaps-
ed from the time the junk was first
reported from the foreyard before we
left her wreck behind us on the ocean,;
and not a half minute elapsed after
the order to port" was given before
all was over.
The alarm on Jul own vessel was
hardly less than that on the junk. The
watch below, including the captain and
mate, rushed out without stopping to
rig themselves up, and the Chinese
merchants added their jabbering to the
confusion. Capt. R hurried ND to
Mr.. B, who was now standing on
the taffrail, looking astern at the
helpless junk, and inquired:
What is the matter, Mr.. b?
What is it, sir?"
"Oh, not much, sir!" was his an
swer. "a Chinaman got in the way,
and l knocked the sticks out of him
that's all, SIR"
The shrieks could be plainly heard
astern still, and Capt. Rs kind
heart was moved to sympathy at once.
"Oh, Mr.. b" said he; those
poor creatures-how could you be so
careless, sir?"
II Was not carelessness, SIR" re-
piled the officer; at wasn't my fault
that I knocked down his masts. I
tried all I could to give him the stern
fair in his waist. 1t was an accident
that I didn't do it-not bad manage
ment."
They may be sinking, SIR"
Every ~likely-hope so, anyhow"
Blue lights and rockets were shown
from the crippled junk, and answered
by others from all points of the COM
pass. But we kept on our way, neither
knowing or caring what became OF her,
and at sunrise not a sail was to be
seen of all the fleet we had run
through during the night.
The junk may have been only a fish,
erman; but her movements were very
suspicious, and she had a very big
crew for a peaceful trader. Whether
she was sunk by the force of our blow.
or got safe into port to repair her dam
ages, is more than I can tell. But we
congratulated ourselves during the rest
of our passage on our escape from a
Chinese pirate, and had no sympathy
to spare for those who must have been
killed by the fail of her mast along the
crowded deck.
Our Chinese cabin passengers thor
oughly approved of Mr.. BIS style
of dealing with the junk, and seemed
to be all Of opinion hat IL our ship
had been lifted up sufficiently to clear
her Ito do which we should have had
to shake the wind out of our sails),
that the junk would have shot along
side to leeward, and our voyage would
have ended then and there. The China
men had no pity for their countrymen,
for they would have been the first vic
tins had we been taken.