Walker Lake bulletin. (Hawthorne, Nev.) 1883-1926, 1901-02-06

would I while he could be held alive in

would I while he could be held alive In
evidence of his crime.
put the man in irons, with nothing
but bread and water, and on the third
day he confessed that Jones had bribed
him to come on board at Vancouver,
had paid him $3.50 in cash to commit
the crime. That was Mr.. Jones' idea
of racing, and certainly the way things
looked he would have no trouble in
reaching England ahead of me- claim
Ing the $4,000 from the stakeholder at
Vancouver, and cashlng the check be-
fore | could interfere AS to the mon
ey, had no redress, for the law would
not back me in gambling transaction,
but | swore he should be punished for
wrecking my ship.
Well, from the moment we lost our
masts l had all hands, including my
self, working night and day, saving
what could be saved of the wreckage,
and using the spars, tackle and canvas
to jury-rig the ship. l had thirty feet
of foremast, eighteen feet of mizzen,
and six feet of the main to build upon;
| and IL you'll believe me, | turned Che
Daisy into such rig as was never
seen before in the world. We rugged
her as we went along under jury fore
sail, and before we passed the Western
Islands l had turned her into a sort of
four-masted jackass bark, with q spirit
sail under her jury bowsprit, and even
booms rigged out over the side to carry
small sails. My sailormen laughed I'M
til they split their sides at some of my
fancy canvas, but we did five knots
an hour before the wind. Every ship we
sighted howled at us, but | begged,
bought and borrowed something from
each of them, of spars, rope and sails
to add to my rig. | even hoisted sails
on the boats in my davits, and Provi-
dence helped me with just the winds
| wanted. l kept my hands in good
humor with plenty of grog, and you
should have heard them cheer as we
sighted Ushant!
Since we had been delayed at least
six weeks, of course there could be no
hope of winning the race. Yet we were
nel the time being just after break
fast, when who should | see astern but
my dear friend Jones. 1t was clear
Judgment, in my mind, for he'd been
driven south by gale we Just missed
by day, blown clean into the Antarc-
tic, where he found berg in a fog
Anyway, here he was rounding Ushant
stern of us, and 1t was nothing now
but question of tugs. l had one ask
ing for job already, the only deep sea
tug, perhaps, in the chops of the Chan
mel. So | made my bargain for Dart
mouth, and soon l was. making eight
knots for Jones nine 1t noon, | be-
ing still little ahead, another tug hove
| in sight, and /, being disabled, had a
right. So away we went with two tugs,
leaving Jones raging mad astern. He
was hull down when l got third tug,
| just TO spite Jones, and went into Dart
| mouth like royal procession.
Yes, | was first in an English port,
| first TO send the cable to Vancouver,
| first to secure the stake. Moreover,
got Mr.. Jones dismissed from his ship
and charged, with his accomplice, in
wrecking mine, and his owners had to
| pay the damage. Now Captain Jones
and Diego Ramirez, his bo's'n, are i'm
proving their minds in her majesty's
house of tuition at Wormwood Scrubbs.
| The Daisy? Well, next time l put
into Vancouver the merchants gave me
banquet, and l wear gold watch and
chain to Jones' memory.