The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1899-02-26


1t was also clear that he feared being
watched by his fell0~ cauEtryIa1n in
the lighter which was G.s-EarSi1g date
bags alongside. lie InCUeCS erCd till the
broad cf his back covered his move
nents, m@terializod somehow or ether
a scrap OF Paper T. On some foid OF his
burnous, Jf0pped this in Kettles lap
without any pe4repl.bie I-4cvea4snt of
either his arms or hanCs, and tl:-n scve
another stately salaaE and mC:sd
away 10 the place from which ne had
come.
IF you are an out-of-work conjurer, 8"
said Kettle To the retreatins figure,
you've come TO the wrong place TO set
employment here.
The Arab passed out of sigh; with
out or = turning his head, and Kettle
glanced dow, at tbs scrap Of paper
which lay or ni1 knees and saw On II q
scrawl OF writing.
"HulIo.7 he said: ''postman, were
you? Not conjurer" l didn't expect
any mail here. HoyeY let's see. Nur-
rays writing, by James" he mUtterCd,
as he hattened out the SriIny scrap of
paper. and then he whiStled with sur
prise and DISCUS DIS he read.
Dear captain - the letter ran, I've
got into a deuce of q mess, ana i you
can bear q hand TO pull ms out, it
would be a faVO- 1 should never for
get l got caUght up that size Strees TO
the LETT, past the mosque but they
covered riy head with a cloth directly
after ana hustled me on for half an
hour, AMI where 1 am now the dickens
only knows lis a cellar. But perhaps
bearer may know who's got my watch
The trouble was about a woman. d
pretty little piece whom 1 was photo
graphing. You. SEE
And here the letter broke off.
THAT'S The worst Of these fancy,
high-toned mates" Kettle grumbled.
What does he want TO 80 ashore Tor
at a one-eyed hole ike this? There are
no saloons-and, besides. he isn't a
drinking man-your new-fashicned
mste isn't There are no girls FOR him
10 l1ies-seeing that they are all Ma
honedans and wear a veil And as for
going round with that Photography
box of his. / wonder he hasn't more
pride. I cont like TO see a smart young
fellow like him, that's got bis masters
ricket all new and ready in has chest,
bringing himself down to the level o. a
Common. dirty-haired artist. Wei.
Murray's got lot to learn before he
finds an owner fit to trust him with q
ship of his own
Kettle read the hurried letter through
a. second time. and then got up out Of
his long chair and put on his spruce
white drill uniform coat and exchanged
his white canvas shoes for another pair
more newly pipeclayed. His steamer
might merely be a common cargo
tramp, the town he was going to visit
ashore might be merely the usual saw
age settlement one meets with on the
Arabian shore of the Persian gulf, but
the little sailor did not dress for the
admiration of fashionable crowds. He
was smart and spruce always, out of
Difference to his own self-respect.
He went up to the second mate at
the tally desk on the main deck below
and gave him some instructions. I'm
Going ashore" he said, and leave you
in charge. Don't let too many of these
niggers come aboard at once. and tell
the stewards to keep all the doors TO
below snugly fastened. l locked the
chart house myself when l came out.
Have you heard about the mate?"
NO, sir.
All. l thought the news would have
been spread well about the ship before
II came to me. He's got in trouble
ashore, and / suppose l must go and
see the kady and get him bailed out"
THE second mate wiped the dust and
nerspiration from his face with his bare
arm and leaned on the tally desk and
shore boat, passed d small fleet of