Twice-a-week plain dealer. (Cresco, Howard County, Iowa) 1895-1913, 1901-09-17
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their fighting fury still red-hot in
them, had most wastefully to be
killed out OF mischief's way; five, who
had pitched their weapons into the
sea, were chained to oar looms, in
place of slaves who were dead; and
there remained only Dason to have Q
fate apportioned.
The fight had cooled out Of him,
and he had thrown his arms to the
sea. and stood sullenly ready for
what might befall; and to him Tob
went up with an exulting face.
"Ho, pot-mate Dason," cried he,
you made lot of talk an hour ago
about that woman of mine, who lives
with her brats on the quay-side in
Atlantis yonder. Now, I'll give you a
pleasant choice; either I'll take you
along home, and tell her what you
said before the whole ships company
Chat are for the most part dead now
poor soulsl), and I'll leave her to per-
form on your carcass as she sees fit
by way of payment; OF, as the other
choice, LII deal with you here now
myself"
II thank you for the chance" said
Dason. and knelt and offered his neck
to the ak. So lob cut off his head,
sticking 1t on the gauey's beak as an
advertisement of what had been
done. The body he threw over the
side, and one of the great man-eat-
ing birds that lowered near picked it
up and few away with it to its nest
among the crags. And SO we were
free to get meal Of the fruits and
the fresh meats which the galley of
fersd, while the oar-slaves sent the
galley rushing onward towards the
capital.
There was wine-skin In the after
castle, and filed horn and poured
some out at Tob's feet in salutation.
MY man, said. you have shown
me fight"
Thanks" said he, "and know
you are judge. Twas pretty while
it lasted; and, seeing that my lads
were, for the most, scurvy-rotten,
will say they fought with credit.
have lost my Lord Tatho's navy, but ]
think Phorenice will see me righted
there. II those that are against her
took 50 much trouble to kill my Lord
Deucalion before he could come to
her aid, ! can fancy she will NOT be
niggard IN her joy when put
Beucalion safe, If somewhat dented
and blood-bespattered, on the quay
1.-THE gods know" I said, for it is
mover my custom to discuss policies
with my interiors, even though ETH
quette be for the moment loosened,
as ours was then by the thrill of bat
tie. 'The gods will decide what is
best for you, Tob, even as they have
decided that 1t is best that should
go on to Atlantis"
The sailor held horn filed from
the wtne-skin in his hand, and !
think was minded to pour libation
at my feet, even as had done at his.
But he changed his mind, and emp
tied 1t down his throat instead. ut
is thirsty work. this fighting" he
said, "and that drink comes very USE
full"
I put my hand on his blood-smeared
arm. lob" said, whether step
into power again, or whether I go to
the block tomorrow, is another mat
ter which the gods alone know, but
hear me tell you now, that if chance
is given me CT showing my gratitude,
l shall not forget the way you have
served me in this voyage, and the
way you have fought this day"
Tob filed another trimming horn
from the wine-skin and splashed it at
my feet. That's good enough surety
for me-" he said, that my woman
and brats never want from this day
onward. The Lord Deucalion for the
block, indeed" - .