The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1899-10-14

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bit of hurt. Dye hear thatq And I
give you fair warning that if any one of
you attacks his messmate or tries to rob
him OF his ratiOus, I'll shoot him as l
would any other wild beast
The men, Hal Wescott included
gave me hearty cheer, and promised
me implicit obedience.
Our first bit of luck was q heavy fall
OF rain, so rigging piece of sail cloth
IN such a way as to catch as much
water as possible, proceeded to empty
the red wine, one bottle at a time, into
the sea and to all it with water, cork Il
1t again securely and pack it away care
full Y in the boats locker, upon which
took up my position.
Nov it was that great blacL
brute, Hal Wescott, first showed his
teeth, II may be permitted to express
myself so, and big white, sharp ana
anlmal-like teeth they were, too. take
my word for it. When Wescott caught
the low gurgling sound of the wine as
1t spurted like rill of life into the sea
strange look came over his broad
bronzc-colored face, his little pig ewes
glowed with a wicked IRE. his iine
twitched eonVulsively, and his huge
hands opened and shut with q snap ia
the iron knuekles, He waslike thirs-
tty beast suddenly reused by the trick
ling sound of water. I could hear the
big fellows tongue fairly click between
his massive jaws as he watched INV
movements.
When the time came for me to tal,e,I
up the second bottle and uncorlr Il
WescOtt could hold his rebenions
tn'ards no longer in control. With a
half scream, half groan, he burst out:
For Gods sake, captain, give me n
drink o. that Don't waste III I,m |
burnin' up inside; I'm all on ire. can
tain; swear ami can't stand Il
captainl For the love Of Heaven don't
say mol Just give me taste of it-iust
3 taste!'
Il needn't tell you, sir, that even =
lew n1outhfuls Of that wine would have
transformed the big mulatto into n
lend incarnate. Poured into his fast
ng stomach, IL would have set \ stream
u hre In his blood and wouldn't ~
acre to-day to tell you this story, for he
would have Drained every mothers SON
y us, sure rs fate. So in IN instant
'etermincd what course of action IN
pursue, and In that brief space Of time
said my prayers, felt for NV pistol
md bid Uncle Bob and you good-by.
Silence, sir!' / roared, with nil the
trength ] could muster, as turned
pom the writhing, twitching monster
ghose face, already frightfulIy aistort.
q with suffering, was now made stiu
lore repulsive by nl-disguised race
mich burned IN his red eyes.
It took all my self-control to l,een
Y gaze rtveted upon the man without
inehing, but was successful, and the
lulatto crouched down in his corner
gain like half-cowcd, half-eiefont
ger. Things went pRssahly well royp
II day or so. The men obcved me :
lecrfully, and bore the pangs of hun,
y with wonderful calmness. kent
escott ut the bow Of the boat a.
'uld have my eve upon him. Newt r.
was the stewafd-never . STRONG
an and hence the first to Binls silent
I'd lifeless In heap on the bottom 81
g boat.
I'VE had now been washing about 70,
rec days. Hunger was bcginnin0 4
We our faces that wild; hargarti'Iool,
ut robs the human countenance Of Al
aces of soul and. leaves NOTHING -
nd but the dull, distrustfui glare OF
9 animal. - 1.
To BE coNTINuRD5