The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1899-02-05

spec and for what 1 can make out Of II,
and that please the lord, will be the
whole lump"
But how? The young lady may give
you something in her gratitude, of course.
but you cant expect il all
I do. though, and / tell you how I'm
going TO get 1t. I shall marry the fair Te-
resa. Simple as tumbling off a house"
Kettle drew himself up stifiiy and walked
to the other end of the bridge, and began
ostentaUousiy TO look with a professional
eye over his vessel
Il don't like the idea of those sort of
marriages" said the little sailor acidly.
Wenlock shrugged his shoulders good
humoredly. Neither do l, and if 1 were
a rich man / wouldn't have dreamed of it.
Just think Of what the girl probably is;
she's been with those niggers since she
was quite a kid. OF course youn say
there's romance about the thing. But
then / don't care tuppence about romance,
and anyway, its beastly uncomfortable to
live with
Il was not looking at that point of
view"
Let. me tell you how I was fixed" said
Wenlock with a burst of confidence. I'D
a small capital. So / qualified as a sollc-
itor. and put up a dooIplate and waited
for a practice. 1t didn't come When the
news of this girl Teresa came / tell you l
lust jumped at 4he chance ] don't want
TO marry her, of course; there are ten other
girls ia rather have as wife; but there
was no other way out Of the difficulty, so
Just swallowed my squeamlshness Tor
good and always. See2''
1T was Miss Teresa Anderson was
pltying" said Kettle, pointedfy.
Good lord, man, why2 Isn't 1t the finest
thing in the world for her?'
1t might be fine to get away from where
she is and land home to find nice prop
u n
woman have a husband forced on her. 1t
would be nobler of you, Mr.. Wenlock, to
let the young lady get to England and look
around her for awhile, and make her own
choice"
I'm too hard up to be noble" said Wen
lock drily. I've not come here on philan-
throphy, and marrying that girl is part Of
nv business. Besides, hang it all, man,
think of what she is, and think of what
l am" He looked himself up and down
with half humorous smile.
still" said Kettle, doggedly, II don't
like the idea of it
Then let me give you an inducement. 1
said l was not down here on philanthropy.
and l don't suppose you are either. If
you'll help this marriage on in the way l
ask, In give you $50"
There's no man living who could do
more usefully with ESQ IL l saw my way to
lingering 1t. 1 was wondering, sir, if l
could earn 1t honorably. You must give
me time 10 think this out and IN try and
give you an answer after tea"
Capt. Kettle had not seen necessary to
mention the fact TO Mr.. Wenock, but
while that young man was talking of the
Miss Teresa Anderson who at present was
quite a big parsonage in her way" a
memory had come to him that he had
heard of the lady before in somewhat less
prosaic terms. AR sailormen who have
done business on the great sea highway
between west and east during recent years
have had the yarn given TO them at one
time or another. and most of them have
regarded II as a gratuitous legend Kettle
was one of these. But he was beginning
to think that there was something more
in IL than a mere sailors yarn, and he was
anxious to see il there was any variance in
the telling.
50, he sent for Murray his mate, made
him sit, and commenced talk of a purely
professional nature Finally he said: And
since | saw you last the schedules chang
ed. We call in az Dunkhot for that pas
senger Mr.. Wenlock, to do some private
business ashore before we go on to our
Persian Gulf ports"
Murray repeated the name thoughtful
ly. "Dunkhot? Let's see, that's on the
South Arabian coast, about days steam
from Alden. and beast of a place 90 get
at, so I've heard. o. and of course, that's
the place where that she Sultan, or Queen.
or whatever she calls herself, is boss
80 there is really woman of that kind
there, is there? Ia heard of her, like
everybody else has but thought she was
only a yarn
mo, she's there in the flesh, sir. right
enough; lots of flesh, according to what
I've gathered. A serang on one of the
b. & l. boats, who'd been In Dunkhot
told me about her only last year She
makes war. leads her troops, cuts off
heads and does the Eastern potentate up
to the mark. The serang said she was
English, too, though 1 didn't believe much
in that, One-tenth English would prob
ably be more near the truth. The odds
are she'll be Eurasian, and those snuff
| and-butter-colored ladies', when they get
among people blacker than themselves, al.
ways try TO ignore their own lick of the
| tar brush. The serang said she was a
hig buffalo bull of woman, with a ter
ror of a temper. 1 don't know what's
Mr.. Wenlock's business, sir. but he'd bet
ter make up his mind to square her first
and foremost"
rs she the head chiefs favorite wife
them"
That's the funny part of it; she ism
married. These Orentals always get hus.
bands early as a general thing, and YOU'D
! Rave thought they'd have married her &c
some one about the town whether she hke(
/ it or not But IL seems they didn't be
cause she said she'd certainly poison any
man II they sent her into his zenana
! Guess there wasn't any man about tn,
| place white enough 90 suit her taste"
Kettle went out then under the awning,
of the bridge deck and told Wenlock tina
he would probably be able to earn his fe,
| Tor helping on the marriage, and Wen
| lock confidently thought that he quite un
| derstood the situation.
Shippers bit of a methody," though
Mr. Hugh Wenlock, but if he gets m,
snugly married to that little girl, he'll b,
cheap at the price"
Dunkhot stood on an eminence. snugl,
walled, and filled with cool, square houses
| Az one side the high minaret of a mosou,
stood up like bayonet. and at the other
| standing in ring of garden, was a large
I building, which seemed to call itself pal
ace. The Parakeet lay to, rolling outsid
the entrance, flying a pilot jack and wait
| ing developments.
Capt Kettle might have his disduietln,
| thoughts, still outwardly he was cool. Blu
| Mr.. Hugh Weulock was on deck in tn
| sprucest of his apparel, and was visibl,
| anxious and fidgetty. as beftted a mai
] trhn ehn 1xr ,f-.1 to,