The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1899-04-09
cut Capt. Taszuohis also with prompt

cut Capt. Tazzuchrs also with prompt
ness.
However. everything went peacefully just
then. The Italian set off down a track
In the slime, and Kettle waded laboTious-
ly after him II was terrible work max
ing a passage through that white, gluti-
nous ooze, but they came to the wreck d.
rectly. and, working round her rusted
flank, stood beside a great shallow pit
where two weird looking. gray sea mon
sters showed In dim outline through the
dense fog OF the water.
The two newcomers stood for long
enough before tho two workers observed
them. But one ohanced to look up and
see them watching, and logged the other
with his spade, and then both frRntically
beckoned the visitors to come down into
the pit. Tazzuchi led, and Kettle follow
ed, wallowins down the slopes OF slime
and there at the bottom, IN the dim, milky
light. one of the professional divers slip
ped a shovel into his hand and thrust II
downward till II Jared against some
thing solid underfoot.
It was clear they had come upon the
gold boxes, and they wished to impress
upon the visitors. IN underwater dumb
show Of triumph, that the nnd had only
been made that very minute. Ponderously
booted feet did a dance Of ectacy in three
tie, with hand on the haft of his knife,
edged away from this uncanny demon
etration lest some one should slit his air
tube before he could prevent 1t.
He had seen what he wanted; ne had
no reason to wait longer. The gold boxes
were there, and II they were not brought
to the surface and carried honestly to
Suez, the matter would have to be fought
out above In Gods open air, and not IN
that horrible, choking quagmire OF slime
and water. And So still guarding him
self cannily, he got back again to the boat,
and almost had 1t In him to shake hands
with the men who eased him of that intol-
cradle helmet
Now, far be 1t from me to raise even a
suspicion that Capt. owen Kesse resented
the fact that he had been robbed Of a scuf-
ie when the little salvage steamer ac-
tually did bring up In SueE harbor with
the specie honestly locked In one of her
staterooms. But that he was violently an
cry, he admits himself without qualfica-
ton. He says he kicked himself for being
such a bad judge of mon.
The Parakeet was In there when they
arrived, rebunkerfng for the run home,
and Murray came Off as fast as crew
could drive his boat to inquire the news
He aocosted Tazzuohi with a vigorous
handshake and a "Hullo Fig hockey,
old man, how goes 1t? Who'd have
thought OF seeing YOU here? Howdy, Capt
Kettle. Had good fishing?"
DO you know Capt. Tazzuchi?"
Somewhat. Why, we were both boys
on the Conway together"
You're making some mistake. Capt.
Tazzuchi Is an Italian"
"Oh, am II" said Tazzuchi. Not much
of the Dago about me except the name "
well, you never told me that before "
You never asked me that 1 know Of
speak about enough of the lingo to carry
on duty with. and serve on an italian
ship because I couldn't get a skipper s
billet on anything else. But I'm as Eng
lish as either of you. Great Scott! Capt
Kettle. can't you tell Dago yet for
sure?'
Murray laughed. well, como across
and discuss 1t in the Parakeet. I've got
case of champagne on board to wet my
new ticket
Stay half a minute" said Tazzuchi,
wen just get those boxes of gold down
into your boat, Murray, and ferry them
across. They're too big a temptation to
leave handy for the crew there Is on board
here"
"Phew!" said Kettle, ats hot here In
Suez. Great James! to think of the way
I've been sweating aboard this blame ship
without a scrap Of need OF II. Here, hur-
ry up with the lucre boxes. / want to
get across TO the old Parakeet and wash
the taste of a lot OF things out of my