The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1899-03-06

consigned to some of his neighbors up
coast, who'll raid him as soon as they re
properly armed, and he doesn't like the
idea. What raiding's done he likes to
do himself, and at the same time he
much prefers good Brummagem rifles
to the local ironmonger's blunder-
buses
WELL" said Kettle, I'm waiting to
hear what he thought you could do
with the rifles, supposiEg they We're on
board"
ooh, he expected me to breach cargo
and bring them here ashore TO him.
He's simple minded savage
by James, said Kettle, the mans
mad. What did he think 1 should be
doing while one of my mates was
scoffing cargo under my blessed nose?''
All, you see" said the foggy voice
with sly malice, The did not know you
so we'll then, sir. That was before he
had persuaded you TO come into mis-
house to stay with him
1t is probable that Captain Kettle
would have found occasion to make
acid comment on this repartee from his
inferior officer, but at that moment
another voice addressed him from the
slit at the other side of his prison, and
he turned sharply round. To his sur
prise, this new person spoke in very
tolerable English.
"Cap'n, wan t make contrack wild
you"
1.-The deuce you do. And who might
you be, anyway"
I cullud genlem'n, sar. Boon Zanzi-
bar. Used to be fireman on P. an o.
I want arsk your
rs this the Arabian Nights? How
the mischief did you get here. any
way"
Went on burst in Alden, sar. TIL ole
chief fired me out. Went Yemen.
Caught for slave. Taken caravan.
Brought here. But I'm very clever gen
'len'n. sar, ar soon bought myself free.
Got slave of my own now. An three
wives. Bought mother wife yesterday"
You nasty BEAST" said Kettle.
''Sar, you insult me. Not baily Chris
tan any longer. Hard4shell Mahomme-
tan now, sar. and can marry as MANY
wives as l can buy"
I'm sure the prophets welcome to
you. Look here, my man. Pass down a
ropes end from aloft there and let me
get on deck, and I'll give you sover-
eign, cash down, and a berth in my
steamboats, stokehold. if you want one.
I'm not asking you to help me more.
| guess I'm quite competent to find my
own way on board, and to wipe this
house tolerably clean before it's quit of
me"
Nothing of the kind, sar," said the
man behind the slit. You insult me,
sar. very big gen-lem'n here, sar, an
a sovereign's no use to me. Besides,
partner TO ole man Rad, an he says he
want dem rifles you got on your ole
tramp"
Does he, indeed? Then you can tell
him, Mr.. igger-run-away-d drunken
fireman. that I'll see you and him in
somewhere a big sight hotter than
Arabia before he gets them. didn't
know they were rifles; if i had known
before this, I'd have put them ashore:
but as things are now, I'll land them
into the hands of those that ordered
them. and l hope they come round to
this town Of yours and give you fits.
And see here; you talk more respectful
about my steamboat, or you'll get your
shins kicked, daddy"
An ole tramp" said the man, relish
ingly. Il served on p. an O., sar, an
on p. an o. we don't care 'scoiate wild
tramDs' sailors"
You impudent black cannibal You'll
be one of the animals those passenger
lines carry along to eat the dead babies,
to save the trouble of heaving them
overheard
The ex-f1reman spluttered, but he did
not continue the contest. He recog-
nized that he had to deal with master
in the cheerful art of insult, and so he
came back sulkily to business.
will you give Rad dem rifles, you
low white fellow"
mo, won't, Daddy Stinkpot"
Very well. Den we shall spiflicate
you till you do" said the man. And
after that, Kettle heard his slippers
shutting away
L wonder what spinicating is?"
unused Kettle. But he did not remain
cudgeling his brain over this for long.
1t occurred TO him that if this negro
could come and go so ilandily to the
outside of this underground prison,
there must be a stairway somewhere
near; and, though he could not en-