The silver messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1890-1912, 1900-02-27


but they ridiculed the story Of the poor
man, chiefly, thought, because ia was
the yarn OF a Hollander."
Though l am a Scotchman," began
Hislop-
And come of people naturally SUI
perstitious," suggested Weston, paren-
thetically-
"As all large-brainSd races are" re-
torted the mate, while filing his clay
pipe with tobacco.
Wen, what were you about to say?"
asked Weston. But first fill your glass
and pass over the tobacco bag"
i was simply about to reiterate that
don't believe in ghosts, or value
them any more than / do the Yankee
sea serpent, a ropes end, OF a piece of
old junk; | never saw one, or knew
man who had seen one; but every one
has heard of man that knew another
man who saw, or believed he saw,
ghost. 1t is at variance with the laws
OF nature, which are so ordered that
no such erratic spirit can be-"
81 don't know about that" replied
Weston; earth and water have their
inhabitants, so why not the air alsos"
And why not the FREE"
There you 60 right before the wind.
into the troubled sea Of argument
you Scotchmen are all alike"
Ghosts are at Variance with the
workings of Divine wisdom, and we all
know what Jones of Nayland says
thereupon."
mo. we don't" said Weston; who
the deuce was he-what port did he
hail from?"
HE who cannot see the workings
Of a Divine wisdom in the order of the
heavens, the change of the seasons. the
flowing of the tides, the operation of
the wind and other elements, the strue-
ture Of the human body, the circulation
of the blood, the instincts of beasts,
and the growth of plants, is sottiEhly
blind and unworthy the name of man. "
"You hear him, Mr.. Rodney" said
Weston; now he has got both his an
Choir and topsails a-trip; he can pay
out whole speeches in this fashion, all
at breath, as fast as the chaln-cable
running through the hawse-pipe"
Being fresh from Elton, l was not
going to let our learned Scotch mate
have it all his own way, when Yves
ton resumed:
''If you will listen you shall hear a
strange story n which l bore r prom
inent part"
"As the ghost?" said I.
mo; but you will soon acknowledge
whether or not l had cause for fear.
And after he had replenishad his
glass and pipe. Capt. Sam Weston be-
gan in this manner:
About fifteen years ago found
myself at Matanzas, in Cuba, the samC
port we are bound for now-adrift
without a ship, and almost without {
penny in my pocket, among foreigners
Spaniards and mulattoes. mestees ant
quadroons, black, white and yellow.
had gone there as second mate of shil
from Boston, but the tyranny of oul
skipper wellnigh drove me mad. Dur
ing the voyage he had nearly killet
three of our men for being slow il
sending down the top-gallant yards OIL
a squally night. He beat them unit
they were black and blue with hand
spike, and kept them for forty-eigh
hours, dashed to ringbolts in the ice
scupppers, that the sea might breal
over them, as be said, and cure thei
sores.
when I interfered to save a poo
cabin boy, whom he had hung UP b,
the heels from the main-boom, and wa
scourging with a heavy colt TIL hi
back was covered with blood, he pro
duced bowie knife and revolver
threading to shoot or rip me up
GUST at that moment We were pass
| ing a Spanish ship Of war which wa
at anchor in the bay, about half mil
, from us, and had the red and yellol
, jack of CASTLE and Leon flying at hi
, gan peak. One of the poor fellows VIII
had been so severely beaten was the
in the foretop, so hailed him to max
a signal Of distress to the Spaniard.
, (To be continHed)
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