Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1901-07-27

say so much, and / wouldn't have recog-
nized her voice; it was SO meek-the meek
ness of a well-broken spaniel. / felt sure,
before, that he bullied her; now l knew
it. Why, Andy. shed sit at that sewing
machine the whole world has heard SO
much about and make shirts and under
clothes for him by the hour-and then I've
heard him cuss and dr. the fit of 'em.
When he would be asleep in the daytime
| have watched her through the skylight
keeping back SO she couldn't see me if she
happened to- look. yup-but ] was telling
about how l spoke TO her that night
L. stepped right up and touched her
gently on the shoulder and says: May
She turned round quick and shot ter
ritied glance at me that went through me
like knife. My little May. that 1 made
mud pies with, went to school with and
shaved three years for-was afraid of me!
She seemed about to faint. threw eau
put my arm around her. She fought and
struggled with the senseless fear Of a
sTared bird.
"'Oh, don't-please don't Mr. Hargreaves
please let me CO. she painted.
Il took my arm away, but held her by the
hand and spoke to her -.
May said l, why didn't you wait for
know you are not happy with him: he
treats you like dog
Mr. Hargreaves,' said the oil mans
voice right in my ear, 1 think the weather
braces will stan a little pull
He spoke In a low. clear tone that
would have pierced armor plate. ] have
never been accounted tinid man, An
dy I've been through some pretty narrow
saueaks In my time. I Supposed have
night too. when you couldn't see what was
ccming-as most any man in the business;
but l caved then-and 1 wasn't afraid of
him. either. l hung around the open sky
/ light after he went below, but they had
gone to their room and shut the door; all
l could hear was the indistinct hum OF
their voices. Next day at dinner / noticed
a slight, reddish lump on her forehead.
ratified my knife and fork, and glared at
him, but he never looked up. I swear to
you. Andy Thomas. if I'd been sure he had
hit her. I'd have throttled him across the
table and be id to discipline.
Neither Of us mentioned the subject,
but. OF course, it was knives out between
US after that. He kept bearing on harder
and harder. He was a treacherous devil!
He would sneak on deck in my watch at
night to see IL he could catch me asleep.
guess If he ever had ia "a got a quiet pas
sage over the lee quarter-but I was too
old a bird for him He hadn't sand enough
to out with it, man fashion, but worked
off all sorts of little. mean tricks, that were
just what you might expect OF the likes
of him. There were times-lotS Of EN-
when I had to think of the unhappy little
woman down below. in order to keep my
hands of him.
She avoided me more carefully than
ever, though I tried to show her that I
wouldn't bother her again.. Poor little
SOUL she had trouble enough without me
bothering her. He was a cowardiy hound
his treatment OF his wife showed that-and
he was scared to death of the cargo. You
know turp gives on gas almost as in
fammable as gunpowder: the cabin was full
| Of it. He wouldn't allow any lights be-
! low. so we had to turn in like troopers
| horses. all standing for there would be
no chance to dress when called out In q
hurry: and he was forever poking his nose
| In the galley and warning the cook about
| the fire. The longer we were out the more
| nervous and fidgety he got. We kept the
/ head pump rugged all the time and the
/ hose stretched along.
''She had two old boats in the davits, but
| they were warped with age and neglect, 20
| he bought q couple Of condemned metallic
! Iifeboats In Charleston. that came out OF q
| captured blockade runner-time o. the wal
1 and hung 'em In davits on each quarter
| They were kept stocked with provisions
/ and water, and the falls faxed down clear
| for hurry call. Once he came on deck Ia
| the night, yelling FIRE, and there was the
| devil an all to pay before the Souwegian
| wrynecks got the boats down. We nearly
| lost the biggest one before we got 1t hoisted
] again, and then he swore he'd perfect them
/ in boat. drill, IL he had to keep them on
deck night and day for the rest Of the pas
/ sage. And he did. too. He got them sc
| you could hardly speak to the man at ths
4 wheel, even, without all hands dropping
i dayft-tackle-fafs. >, A-tf 49, -
"Well sir. Andy. he worked on his imast.
/ nation till he couldn't alesp. :, He'd come on
/ deck all sorts of times, and ask me u
i didn't smell smokes Then he dsgo prowlina
| about the decks looking for IRE. He hall
] killed RussiausPinn that he cAaght smCk.
Ing to ieeward Of the galley. ops night. and