Evening bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1895-1912, 1900-01-13

"Then you must be a gentleman. too,
though dare say you are not always
treated as such. Now swear to me, Mac,
on your honor, as a gentleman. that
you'll be true to those that are employ.
ing you. b"
looked at him in the face and did 1t
cheerfully. When man treats me
properly land God knows few enough of
them have tried it) he's got fellow to
work for him he ought to value highly
got into the suit as the boat rowed
me out to the buoy, and when we pick
ed up the mooring the men screwed on
the helmet for me and started the air
pump. 1t wasn't new experience to
me; I'd been diving before in the Clyde
to bore holes into sunken pier with a
ratchet drill
went over the side, took the rope
ard lowered myself hand over fist
through the gray water till the leaden
soles ON my feet touched ground. The
corky feeling was a bit new again al
then, as my air valves were working all
right, and / could breathe quite easily,
| set about looking for Cameron. He
was somewhere ont of sight, but his air
tube was lying on the mud among the
sea shrubs, like thin white eel, and
followed that easily enough
II led me to the Corinth, where she
lay with hor decks straight up and
down, and | saw it passing away
through the watery blackness down her
companion hatch. There seemed some
thing wrong here. Where were all the
great moving banks of slime the divers
had told us about9 Where was the filthy
ooZo which slid back against the steam.
er as fast as they dug it away2 Slime
there was in plenty, sank in IL knee
deep in spite of the buoyancy Of the
suit. but it was quite manageable, and
the Corinth's companion lay far above
its mark. A rope lay against the up
right deck beside the white air tube.
thought minute and then laid hold
and swarmed up Inside all was dark.
but l switched on light in the electric
lamp had with me, and the glow lit
the place like foggy street.
The first step landed me on something
that crunched. | looked down and saw
it was suit Of bones, skinned clean
by the fishes Some poor wretch had
been drowned here when the steamer
foundered. Well, Of course, had seen
skeleton before, but somehow or other
those bones didn't seem to cheer me
There was something wrong. The yarn
the divers had brought mp and the real
thing as it lay were two entirely differ.
cnt matters. 1t occurred to me that ]
had stumbled (by the accident of
Storey's paralysis) upon something in.
tended to be hid, and was quite man
enough to know that trouble might
very possibly follow.
l stopped where was and thought.
I'd big mind to go back then and re-
port what l had seen. felt should he
earning my pay by doing that. But at
the same time liked Cameron; he was
a fellow countryman and more besides.
and didn't want to report him as act.
ing off the square, so l stoutened my
heart and went on down below
The white trail of the air tube led me
down the stair to the lowest berth deck,
then along the alleyway right aft. and
then into the cabin, with hatch in
the floor. Sitting on the lid of the hatch
was Cameron, who turned around when
my light fell upon him. He beckoned
me with an impatient gesture and slip.
ped down into the blackness below 1t
was clear he did not recognize me- He
took it for granted that was Storey
delayed by some accident. For mo.
ment staid outside irresClate, and a |
shoal of small fish, attracted by the
light, brushed past my legs, remem.
bered that they had been browsing on
corpses and We're prospecting me ms
food, aud the idea made me shudder in.