El Paso daily herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1881-1901, 1899-09-09
And what is it you mean, mic cap

"And what is it you mean, milo cap
itano?"
"a good conscience" replied Weston
with a peculiar emphasis.
A black scow1 came over the Span
1ard's swarthy visage, as he touched
the rim Of his hat, darted az furiou:
glance at his chief accuser, the white
haired canaan Roberts, and to enc
the examination walked forward.
Soon after this, when evening came
on we heard a noise in the ~forecastle
and the voice of Hislop exclaiming:
Stand c~lear-sheer off, Antonio! Ii
o come athwart me, I'll knock you
down with a handspike! What! you
grip your knife, do you? Well, just
do it again, and I'll chuck you over
oil, tar and every horrid grease-was
board like a bit of Ut junk"
What is the matter now?" said I,
fastening forward.
"Oh, this rascally Spanish creole has
been swearing at the men again, and
threatening old Roberts,"
H vows. sir, he will burn the
Ship" said Roberts, who seemed con-
siderably excited.
Burn the ship" reiterated Weston.
II have a great mind to put him in
the bilboes for the remainder Of the
voyage"
"'Twere best for all concerned, SIR"
said Tom Lambourne, touching his
forelock with his right hand, and CIV
ing the deck a scrape with his left
foot; cor set him adrift with some
provisions in the jolly-boat."
DC@-a1 1911 uYz-
ton, with greater severity than I had
hitherto seen expressed in his open
and honest countenance, you must
haul your wind-for some time you
have been going too far. I can't spare
my j~olly-boat, and, thank heaven! the
days Of NARROWING are past among
sailors, but beware you, ship
mate, or the bilboes it shall be, and
We have a pretty heavy pair below.
as for you, Marc Hislop," he
added, in a low voice, when we walked
aft, take care of yourself, for these
Spanish creoles are as slippery and
as %serpents."
I'll Keep my weather eye OPEN"
said Hislop.
you will require to do so, 1 think"
"You dor" exclaimed the Scotsman, |
growing anger. eff he proceeds
:hus, I'll break either his heart or his
leck."
Next morning, Roberts, the old man
,'-war's man, who had always beer
.Antonio's chief ccuse concerning his
was nowhere to be found Oh
,oard!
All the hands were turned I'D: the
brig was searched, the fore
out there was no trace Of Rob-
rts, save his old tarpaulin hat lying
and torn in the lee scuppers.
He was last seer when turned up
o take the middle watch, which ex-
ends from II to 4 o'clock a. M, and
was hen in his hammock.
Roberts was entered in the log as
having fallen overheard in the
light" but his loss cast a terrible
doom over all h ship. Suspicion
rev apace, and seemed to become con-
Irmed, as open war was Don declared
etween the crew and Antonio.
Every man was ready to take his
trick at the wheel, rather than trust
he Eugene to his steering in the
light, lest he might let her broach to,
nd lose her spars, or do some other
mischief; and no man, If he could
It, would lay out on the yard
,eyond him No man would walk on
he same side Of the deck with him,
Dr. exchange a word, or a light for a
pipe, OF use the same cup or plate; so
ne was generally to be seen, leaning
noodily and alone, against the wind
lass bits, with his black eyes fixed
On the horizon, as if he expected a
sail or something else to heave in
sight.
We hall soon see how all this ended.