The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1900-05-13

sailors sympathies, The sand that lay
thick in The street had deadened his foot
steps, and his presence was unmarked till
his stick descended with a sharp crack
on the uplifted wrist of one of the assail-
ants. eliciting a yell of pain, while the
knife he held flew across the street.
One of the mans companions turned
upon the new conner, but the sailors arm
was already raised and the cudgel lighted
with such force on the mans head that
he fell, stunned to the ground. This unex-
pected assault caused the other two fell
lows to pause and look around, and in an
instant the defender of the doorway
bounded forward and hurled his knife in
one vi si,eit bodies, whiao the ether ct
once fed. followed by the man whose
wrist had been broken by the sailors first
blow.
'Carambo, senorr' the Mexican said
''You have rendered me a service indeed,
and l tender you a thousand thanks. I
could not have held out much longer, for
had been more than once wounded be-
fore you arrived"
You are heartily welcome senior 1t
was but a slight business, two blows with
my stick and the matter was done"
You are not a countryman of mine,
Eenor," the other said. for the sailor
spoke with a strong accent, you are
stranger. and as l can see now, sail
or"
THAT is So I am an American"
els that So" the other said, speaking
This time In English. LAS you see. know
about as much of your tongue as you do
of mine. I thought you must be a strang-
er even before observed your dress, for
street trays are not uncommon in this
town, whereas In other ports there are
scores of men ready for any villany, and
few of my people would care to interfere
In fray in which they have no interest.
But do not let us stay here. 1t is best to
get out of this quarter"
"Shall we do anything with these fell
lows? The one hit can only be stunned,
and should think we ought to give him
in charge to the watch
The other laughed You might wait
some time before we found them, and, be-
sides, II would give us a deal of trouble
No. Leave them where they lie. The one
j struck at least will never get up again
Now, senior, may 1 ask the name of my
preserver? Mine is Juan Sagasta."
Mine is William Harland." the sailor
replied.
1--WE are friends for life, Senior Harland"
the Mexican said, as he held out his hand
and gripped that of the sailor warmly.
where are you staying2"
II am staying nowhere at present" the
sailor laughed. II deserted from my ship
three days ago. bought a supply OF food,
and have been some miles up the coun-
try. / knew that the vessel was TO sail
to-day, and I came back again and watch
ed her go out Just before sunset and have
been sitting on a barrel down at the
wharf, wondering what 1 was going to do,
and whether, after all, IL would not have
been wiser of me TO have put up with
that brute Of captain until we got down
to Valparaiso"
we will talk all that matter over
later" the Mexican said. II am staying
with some friends, who will, 1 am sure
make you welcome when 1 tell them that
you saved my life"
II thank you very much" the sailor
said. "but no doubt ! shall be able 10 find
some little inn, where l can obtain Il
nights lodging"
Such a thing is not to be thought OF.
Senior Harland, and l shall feel very
much hurt If you do not accept my Of
fer"
They were now in a wider street. and.
passing wine shop from which the light
streamed out, Harland saw that the Next
oan was young fellow. but two or three
years older than himself, and his dress
showed him TO belong to the upper class
Inc Ae4ican'S glance had been as quick as