Blackfoot news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1891-1902, 1900-01-06

were round IN their DerlhS, one on the
starboard, and the other on the port
side of the cabin But what OF thats
buried them off the point OF Santa
Cruz, and there they sleep sound
enough. believe me. each with couple
OF cold shot at his heels. Here is the
key of the companion hatch. and take
my revolver with you. for picaros are
pretty common hereabouts'
Thanks, Hislop. said L; but how
am TO get on board?'
Scull over 10 her in the punt that
is moored beside the quay. When on
board make yourself quite at home, for
the agent and | left plenty of grog. beef,
biscuits and tobacco in the cabin On
the morrow III overhaul you. in the
forenoon tatch. Till then. good by
and before | could say anything more
old Jack was gone. and | found my
self alone on the stone mole, with the
key of the polacca's companion in my
hand.
There seemed nothing for me but
to accept the temporary home thus Of
fered: SO. in the hope that II might lead
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light punt, cast loose the painter, and
after a few minutes vigorous sculling
found myself on the lonely deck of the
silent polscca.
Her canvass WAS unbent; most of
the running rigging had also been
taken on her and slowed away-so her
tall and taper spars stood markedly up
from the straight flush deck. with a
sharp rake aft.
Thick banks of dark-blue clouds
were coming heavily up from the Gulf
OF Florida. The air was hot and sui
phurous: some drops of rain, warm
and broad as doubloons. began to
splash upon the deck and to make
| circles on the sea: while at the far
edge of the horizon narrow streak Of
bright moonlight, against which the
waves were seen chasing each other.
Elittersd through the flying scud. the
bottom OF which was uplifted In the
| ofdng, like dark curtain that was bat
| tered and rent
Then 4 fash of red lightning, tip
| ping the waves with fire. shone. but to
Be replaced by instant darkness, and all
became black chaos to seward. save
where pale-green beacon burned
steadily at Santa Cruz, on .ae western
side Of the bay.
These signs prognosticatee rough
night. but | was glad to perceive that
the polacca was well moored at stem
and stern; so | unlocked the compau-
ion door and descended, not without a
shudder, into the dark and cold cabin,
where the dead men had been found,
and where all WAS silence and gloom
81 struck lucifer match; my teeth
chartered; and while cropping about for
candle. to make myself comfortable
for the night, began to wish had re-
NAMED on shore.
Il found a ship-lantern with the fag-
end of a candle in 1t. and this. when
lighted, enabled me to take a survey
OF the cabin; which stood on the table
and when looking about, found my
eyes wander so necessarily to the side
Berths in which the dead Spaniards
had been found, that at last l almost
fancied their pale sharp profiles and
rigid figures were visible in the flick
ering light of the candle.
Come, said I, Sam Weston-this
will never do! Are you man, or have
you become a child again?'
Another applications long one,
toto the rum jar, and l wrapped
some bunting, rug, and a pea-jacket
that lay on the locker, round me, and
lay down on the cabin floor to sleep;
and scarcely had | stretched myself
there when the candle fared up, and,
after casting some strange kaleido-
scopic figures on the beams overhead
through the perforated Iantern-top-
went out!
81 was in total darkness now, but
more awake than ever.
Il felt as II In great floating coffin,
. but heard no sound except the gurgle
of the sea under the counter. or the
splash of the stern warp, as 1t whip
, ped the water occasionally.
II kept my eyes closed resoIutely
/, and determined. perforce, to sleep, and
not to wake till morning; but still ]
, could not help thinking Of the two poor
! fellows who had died in the berths
OF that cold, dark, and silent cabin. and
had been tossed to and fro so long
: upon the sea before they received
: Christian burial.
, (which had died frst--the man ir
: the larboard, or he In the starboard
berth? Why were they thus aban-
doned? What had they said to each
: other? What messages had they sent
r to wife, to father, or mother? What
g tale of love to repeat-of guilt to re-
( yeal-messages given by the dead to
! the dead, and never delivered
These thoughts crowded upon me
r till l almost imagined the dead men
e lay there still, and that they might
rise up and give their last messages to
" me.
Y Then heard a sound In the forehold
1 1t made my blood curdle! Was II
Y caused by rats? Perhaps they had fed
! on the dead Spaniards and now were
come TO take nibble at me. Rats
: were bad enough, but ghosts were
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