The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1899-05-21


them standing a little above the fore
castle; the one luxury they now had to
look forward 90. The loss, therefore, was
a very serious matter,
"A rank shame, 1 call IT," said Warbur-
ton from the top bunk In which he was
perched Enough to make a man disgust
ed with the profession And the dark,
wlry youngster began viciously to cut him
self pipe full OF tobacco.
Enough to start a mutIny, l think"
said Tubby from the bunk opposite "and
I'm jolly sure no court would find a fell
low guilty under such provocation. Would
they Masters?'
The elder boy. thus appealed TO. rose
from the chest upon which he had been
sitting, spat violently and set his back
against the side of the house. you fell
lows" he began, talk like two young ass
es"
The watch below paid no heed to this
compliment, as Masters. by reason OF hay
ing been to sea one voyage longer than
they, was privileged to speak In this man
ner. Moreover, they knew he did not mean
II.
You ought to know by this time" he
continued, that the captain Of a ship can
do as he peases; and that there is no ex-
cuse for disobeylng orders. If the old
man wants to stop our Sunday duff, he
good being idiotic with him. because it
will only be all the worse for u.s."
Yes, but he promised us" Interrupted
Warburton. Hes gol no right to go back
on his word"
I'm tell you" said Masters, waving his
hand oratoricafly, 81 believe the skipper
is a gentleman. and l don't believe he
would do anything dlshonorable Now,
what did the steward say when you asked
him about 1t, Tubby?"
said the captain had given him orders
not to serve out any more raisins. COS
there wasn't enough to last the passage
out."
The lying little BRUTE" interiacuIated
Warburion. ASH we didn't know how
many raisins there werer'
That's weak on the face OF It. What
else did he say, Tubby?''
ooh. he said that the skipper ''ad rs
suspicious as 'ow we'd taken his bloomin'
chickens"
That's weak, too" continued Masters.
with the air of a Judge. 1.-The skipper
Isn't the sort of man to do a mean trick
like that on suspicion. If he was suspi-
clous, he would have had us on the poop
long ago and asked us about il In a
straightforward way. DO you know what
think about it?''
"What?" asked the watch below in a
breath.
81 think Biggs Is a mlngy liar" answered
Masters. emphatically.
you don't mean to say that you think
he stopped our daff on his own hook?"
exclaimed Warburton, excltedely.
II do" calmly returned Masters.
'Whnt, without saying anything TO the
skipper about 1t at all ?" put in Tubby.
"Of course. you bowling lunatics I'll
lay four plugs of tobacco to one that the
old man doesn't know "A word about IL.
"Oh! How pufTickly lavly! Oh, Gorgeous
nessi' shrleked Tubby throwing himself
on his back and drumming his heels upon
the bulkhead I'm ecstacy.
Just think of the cheek of the red-faced
little pig Won't we toast him, thought
And Warburton, who was the half-decks
poet, began TO sing
"oh, isn't It scrumpiious,
Scrumptlousl Scrumptious! Scrumptious!
To toast man so bumptious
And make him sigh for the other shore,
IAN together, fellows
"Oh, isn't 1t scrumptious4' ETC., etc.
But. I say, chaps, what are we going
to do with him?" said Tubby, when their
first burst of JOY was over
I'VE must make an example OF him,
said Masters. grayey. But II must be
done in shipshape fashion,"
II vote we go aft and punch his fat
head" suggested Warburton.
And make him beg our pardon on his
knees" said his watchmate.
"Tll tell you" said Masters again.
1--WE can't do anything unless we've got
the skipper on our side. First Of all,
somebody's got to 80 aft and prove that my
theory is right. Then we can lambaste
him.
After good deal OF talking, IL was
finally arranged that TubDy and War
burton should interview the captain.
Ill
The, muster OF the Bonito was flapping