The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1900-11-16

he picked the man up as d11y one else
nldgllt haze picked up q doll.
just in time. A sleepy fellow had just
poked out his head and was gaping
with astonishment at what he saw.
With the impulse of the moment Hen
rietta popped the small end of the nickel
plated revolver fairly into his open.
mouth. and the man tumbled back
whence he had come, yelling murder at
the top Of his voice
As no less than three other voices
were heard asking, "What the blazes
is upY' there was no time for daw
ding Over went the hatch. On went
the two hasps over their corresponding
staples. And then, to make sure that no
hard negro skull repeated the Cain
Laversha trick and burst the hatch up
from below. they lugged over heavy
kedge anchor on to the top of it and
added about a score of fathoms of chain
cable which happened to be ranged on
deck. till that small entrance way to
the depths below was buried under fully
half a ton of rusty iron
As they were in the middle of this
handiwork a sharp yell of pain came
from astern, Guthrie sang out to ask if
Cain wanted any help. The farmer
bawled back. deliberately enough. that
he was all right; that they were to go
on with what they were doing till it
was finished. and then to come and see
something ''cur GUS :
So when the forecastle was secured
they went and found Cain sitting
squarely on corner of the after sky
light The other corner of the lid was
cockled up and, peering down through
the gloom, Guthrie made out something
white and round. 1t was the head of
the old mulatto whose eloquence had
fired the others and who had proposed
that they should leave no living wit
nesses of their villainy.
''Nipped un like ratten i gini''
quoth Cain, with chuckle.
The mulatto had been making dash
for the deck through the skylight and
had got caught by the sudden sitting
down of 20 stone of flesh. That was
what the yell of pain had meant
1t was an uncomfortable position, no
doubt, but there was no time then for
moralizing about the appropriateness
OF the retrihution. Some one was pound.
ing vigorously from within at the fold
ing doors of the companion. The fell
lows would be out again in another
minute If they were not stopped.
''Sharp here, Henriettal We must
/ take them as they come outl' cried
Guthrie
He looked round for handspike or
something heavy with which to hit the
first head that got through the splinter
ed door, but his eye lighted on an OBJ
ject which made him change his mind.
II wes hinge barrel, Will e.g
horse lying beside it and some sawed
wood. The barrel was full and not easy
to move, but with frantic efforts the
| two Eurekas managed to get it over
on to it's bilge and roll it .athwart the
entrance of the companionway just az
one of the panels eplintered cut COM
pletely. Then they got the sawhorse
and laid it on itg side, checking the
barrel with it co etsectually that "a
force from within could dislodge it.
After this was done they gave them
selves a moments rest to decide what
was to be done next, for events had
moved SO quickly and in such an unex-
pected course during the last few
crowded minutes that there had been
no time to form any definite plan of
action. Now that the schooner's people
were Gagged there was no immediate
hurry, but the interval during which
they might hope to keep the negroes
out of the action must necessarily be
short. The furious assaults which were
being made upon their various barri-
| cades from the inside told them that
But in the meantime Guthrie thought
that something more might be done in
the way Of retaliation and SO cast about
for a way of doing it.
Cain Laversha was still sitting com