The record-union. [volume] (Sacramento, Calif.) 1891-1903, 1898-02-06

Been having a bad time said the
mate, removing the hat; but why
don't you get out of those lashings?"
Il am fast hand and foot. l call
you to Witness" gasped the wretched
Liberian. My rascally men deserted
me, but we made heroic resistance
the clerks and T.
"Havers, man, havers." said the en-
gineer, chuckling; they draggit We DOT
from aneath a couch maist likely"
You must enjoy being tied up, at
any rate added the mate, for any
child could wriggle that lashing slack.
Get up on your feet"
The I.iberian with pretended effort
cast off the ropes. and desiring to stalk
forward with the air of a wounded
gladiator, failed miserably in the at
tempt.
Every sign of a heroic resistance,
said the mate; rifles thrown away-as
I thought, they We're in too great
hurry even to pull the trigger; here's
a cartridge in the breech." Then he
laughed and pointed to a little machine
gun which lay upside down among the
trailing yams, and he noticed there was
no fouling about the muzzle. "Sentrles
asleep, ! suppose, and as usual the
ouarter-CiviliZed black soldier bolted at
first sight of the foe. The savage Is
always Drawer than the negro Of the
settlements he added.
The Quartermaster now came up
Them niggers has been holdin' high
class barbecue, sir he said; and the
mate laughed again as he approached
the spot where a bonfire had been made
of the furniture and stationery. Inc
remains of a sumptuouS feast lay
around Empty bottles Of Worcester
sauce. tomato catsup and Hamburg gin
showed that the beverages had been
curiously assorted. Scraps of picked
mess beef. with which somebody's IN
equaled pomade had evidently been
used as a condiment. lay about among
empty tins of metal polish and OIL
ground rottenstone.
THE niggers amt partickler as to
mixin' their drinks said grinning
seaman. .Pamaica runm and Worces-
ter sauce for a likoor. an ships bread
with rottenstone for dessert"
The officers nodded a smiling APP
prevail: they knew that whatever comes
out of a tin is considered edible by the
eyes Stewards, saw a puff of white
steam mingle with the yellow smoke
rising from the Dunlin's funnel; it was
now broad daylight. and the boot OF
the whistle warned him that the Cap
tain was growing impatient.
Take me on to Sinou; you won't
leave ME here TO be murdered" gasped
the Liberan-
No" said the mate; IF you like to
chance landing on Sinou beach, We'll
stop for you. There's ten minutes for
you to find your men in; and officer
and clerks disappeared into the bush.
Then q young French lad from a
neignboring factory entered the conf
pound He had heard no noise in the
night. but had just seen the smoke.
The mate explained, and asked after
his acquaintance the agent.
All" said the lad. the poor Chat
rian he die-how you call MIN ?-fiyseil-
terry. and Canot he go back YER sick;
but you dejeune wit us??''
The mate refused courteously, ana
while they stood laughing together the
representative of the Liberiar Republic
returned, his dozen men following
sheepishly behind him with neither
scratch nor scar.
The Krooboy he will not hurt US.
bon voyage, said the young Frencn-
man raising his hat, and the big surf
boat went out on the back wash OF
sea. Half swamped and battered she
recrossed the breakers. and in due time
shot alongside the Dunlin.
They took us by surprise We have
drilled the soldiers on the Prussian sys-
tenn, and do not look for a foe that
swims climbs the veranda pests, ana
drops from the thatch without a noise,
said the Liberian, when he related what