The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1900-12-16
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NO; I know you wouldn't" said
IlnGaH who was staring hard at a
nearly empty whisky bottle on the ia
BILE.
And don't leave your baccy pouch
lying around George" continued the
mate IN thrilling whisper.
IF ever there was a sponger for
baccy, George, ft's him." said the mate
IN confidential whisper.
Captain ZingaU, who was at that
very moment filing his pipe from the
pouch which the skipper had himself
pushed toward him, laid it carefully on
the table again. and gazing steadily
at his friend, took out the tobacco al
ready in his pipe, and replaced it. In
the silence which ensued the mate took
up the whisky bottle and pouring the
contents into a tumbler, added a little
water and drank 1t with relish
He leaned back on the locker and
smacked his lips. There was a faint
laugh from one of the crew, and look
ing up smartly he seemed to be aware
for the fiTst time of their presence.
What are you doin' down here?" he
rOared. What do you want?'
''Nothin', sir said the cook. 'Only
we thought"
Get out at once" vociferated the
mate, rising.
George said the mate in the
squeaky voice in which he chose to
persOnate the skipper.
Bring him round, ZingaH," said the
skipper. irritably I've had enough O.
this. I'll let him know who's who"
With a confident smile Zingau got up
quietly from the locker and fixed his
terrible gaze on the mate. The mate
fell back and gazed at him open
mOuthed.
Who the devil are you staring at?'
he demanded Tudelv.
still holding him with his gaze, lin
gall clapped his hands together and
stepping up to him and blew strongly
in his face. The mate, with a perfect
scream of rage, picked fhim up by the
middle and dumping him on the \JHr,
held him there and worried him.
Help" cried ZingaIl in a smothered
voice: take him off"
why don't you bring him rOund?'
yelled the skipper eXcitedly. What's
the good Of playing with him."
ZingalPs reply, which was quite IT.
relevant, consisted almost entirely OF
adiecJives and improper nouns.
BLOW in is face again, sir" said the
cook bending down kindly.
TAKE him Oft" yelled Zirgall. Hes
killing me-"
The skipper flew to the assistance of
his friend, but the mate, who was OF
gigantic strength and stature, simply
backed and crushed him against
bulkhead. Then, as If satisfied, re-
leased the crestfallen Zingall and stood
looking at him.
''Why-don't - you - bring-him-
round?" painted the skipper.
He's out of my control said lin
gall Srising nimbly to his feet. I've
heard of such cases before. I'm only
new at the work, you know, but L
daresay in a couple of years time
The skipper hOwIed at him, and the
mate suddenly awoke again 10 the OBJ
noxious presence of the crew, drove
them up the companion ladder and
dressed them to the forecastle-
This is a pretty kettle of nsh,' said
Brad, Indignantly why don you
bring him TOund?'
Because I can't" said Zingall,
shortly. It'll have to wear on.
Wear Off" repeated the skipper.
Hes under delusion now sald
Zingau. an o course can't say how
long it'll last. but whatever you do,
don't cross him in any way
20, don't cross him" repeated Bradd.
with sarcastic infection, and you call
yourself a mesmerist."
Captain ZingaU drew himself up with
a little pride. Well, see what I've
done % he said. The fact is I was
charged full with electricity when [
came aboard and he's got 1t all now
It's left me weak, and until my viii
wears OIL MIN llC NcAIN1-AA = N---N
ship
And what about me?" said Bradd.
You're the mate said Zingan, and
mind. for your own sake. you act upon
it. If you don't cross him 1 haven't
any doubt it'll be all right, but If you
do he'll very likely murder you in a flt
of frenzy and-he wouldn't be respon-
sible. Good night"
You're not going?" said Bradd, |
clutching him by the sleeve
I am" said ZingaH. He seems to !
have took a violent dislike to me, and !
If 1 stay here it'll only make him
worse
He ran lightly up on deck. and. !
avoiding an ugly rush on the part of /
the mate, who had been listening, |
Sprang on to the ladder and hastily !
cIambered ashore.
The skipper. worn and scared, look /
ed UP as the bogus skipper came below. /
I'm going TO bed, George" said the I
mate. staring at him. Il feel a bit 1
heavy, Give me q call just afoTe high /
water"
Where are you goin' to sleep?" de-
manded the skipper
Coin to Sleep said the mate,
why. in my stateroOm. to be sure
He took the empty bottle from the
table, and. opening the door Of the
statCrOCm, closed it in the face Of its
frenzied owner and turned the key in
the lock Then he leaned over the
berth. and examining the pillow against
his mouth gave way to his feelings IN
til he was nearly Su10cated-
ANY idea that the skipper might have
had OF the healing effects of sleep were
-udely dispelIed the mate came
ln deck next morn. nd found that
hey had taken the SCI Oner out with
nut arousing him. His delusiOn seemed
% be stronger than ever, and, pushing
he skipper from the wheel, he took it
himself and read him short and sharp
eCture on the virtues of obedience.
II know your good SORT, George
smith," he said, leniently- nobody
master OF this here ship it don't be-
n the way you 90
':But you don't understand said the
skipper. trying to conquer his temper.
Now. look me in the eye. George
Who are you calling George" said
he mate, sharply.
Wei. look me in the eye, then" said
he skipper. waving the point.
III look YOU in a way you won (
ioUsly.
IT want 10 explain the position of
.fairs TO YOU said the skipper. Do
-ou remember Captain Zingau what
vas aboard last nighJ?''
little dirty looking man what kept
staring al me2" demanded the mate.
Well. don't know about is being
lirty.' said the skipper, but that's
he man. Do you know what he did
o you, Geo
err, said tho mate sbarr1v-