The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1899-05-21

fellows" he began, talk like two
young asses"
The watch below paid no heed 70 this
compliment. as Masters. by reason OF
| having been to sea one voyage longer
than they, was privileged to speak il
this manner. Moreover, they knew he
did not mean il.
You ought to know by this time,
he continued that the captain of 6
ship can do as he pleases; and thai
there is no excuse for disobeying or
ders. If the old man wants to stoI
our Sunday duff, he has perfect right
to do it, and it's no good being idiotit
with him, because it will only be al
the worse for u.s."
Yes, but he promised u.s. interrupt
ed Warburton. Hes got no right tC
go back on his word
I'll tell you,' said Masters, waving
| his hand oratorically, Il believe the
skipper is a gentleman, and l dom
believe he would do anything dishon-
orable. Now, what did the steward
say when you asked him about it
| Tubby?'
Said the captain had given him or
ders not to serve out any more raisins
COS there wasn't enough to last the
passage out"
THE lying little brute" interjacu-
|
| know how many raisins there were,"
That's weak on the face of it. What
| else did he say, Tubby?'
''Oh, he said that the skipper ad
! lis suspicious as 'ow we'd taken his
bloomin' chickens
That's weak, too," continued Mas
tersS with the air of a judge. THE
skipper isn't that sort of man to do a
mean trick like that on suspicion If
hl 10 had
us on the poop long ago and asked us
about it in straightforward way. Do
you know what / think about it?"
What" asked the watch below in
breath.
q think Biggs is a mingy liar" an
swered Masters, emphatically.
You don't mean to say that you
hook?" exclaimed Warburton, excit-
edly.
Il do calmly returned Masters.
What, without saying anything to
the skipper about it at alp" put in
Tubby.
"Of course. you bowling lunatics
I'll lay four plugs of tobacco to one
that the old man doesn't know word
about it,
"Oh, How puffickly lavly! oh,
Gorgeousness." shr;eked Tubby, throw
ing himself on his back and drumming
his heels upon the bulkhead in 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 scrumptious.
Scrumptious. ScrumptiOus, Scrump-
tious!
''Oh. isn't it scrumptiousr' etc, etc.
But, l say. chaps, what are we going
to do with him?" said Tubby, when
their first burst of joy was over.
We must make an example of him"
said Masters, gravely. But it must
be done in a shipshape fashion"
Il vote we just go aft and punch his
fat head" suggested Warburton.
And make him beg our pardon on
his knees" said his watchmate.
III tell you" said Masters again.
I'VE can't do anything unless we've
got the skipper on our side. First of
all. somebody's got to go aft and prove
that my theory is right. Then we can
lambaste him."
After good deal of talking, it was
finally arranged that Tubby and War
burton should interview the captain.
CHAPTER III.
The master of the Bonito was flap
ping up and down the weather side of
the poop in a loose East India duck
suit, a COIh Iclllitt oIiQ DdIt lccl ne
was not in particularly pleasant
mood, owing to his alteration with the
mate. Moreover. the wind was falling,
a thing which in itself was enough to
make any sailing skipper bad-tem-
pered. Two turns he took in front of
the boys without appearing to see them.
He is waxy today. whispered
Tubby. Il wish we had waited"
Now, don't funk at the last min
M
burton.
Nevertheless, even he, the boldest of
boys, felt little shaky; for the ques-
ton of grub" on a deep-water vessel
is always a dangerous one to tackle.
well, what is it?" at last said the
captain. as he brought up glazing.
IF you please, SIR" began Warbur-
ton. 1.-The steward has stopped our
duff. and we've come to see you about
it. SIR
"Well?" said the captain again.
''It isn't that we mind the duff so
much, SIR" went on the willy Warbur-
ton
'Oh, no, SIR broke in Tubby, 1--WE
don't care about that, but we're afraid
the steward has been lying about it,
Been laying the blame on you, sir,
in fact; at least. that's the wav it
looks, SIR added Warburton.
Says 1 told him to, eh?" said the
captain, relaxing his face a trifie.
What have You boys been up to with
the steward, anyway"
Nothing, sir, honestly" replied the
nnocent-looking Tubby.
Yes, sir, he said it was YOUR orders
and after what you told us last voyage
we didn't believe it. OF course, if we
had done anything to deserve it, sir
"Oh, you boys! You boysr' said the