The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1901-07-18

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cries of pain ceased, and so he stood
where he was on the stair and waited.
The engines rumbled, and the steamer
once more gathered way. A clamor of
barbaric voices reached him which
gradually died into quietude. 1t was
clear they were leaving the dhow be-
| hind.
| Captain Kettle drew a long breath.
They would stick at little, these dagos,
| IN getting the salvage Of the Grecian,
and it seemed preposterous to suppose
| that once they gripped the specie in
their own fingers they would ever give
it up for the paltry pay which had
been offered by Bird, Bird & Co. Their
own poverty was aching Still, the
poverty of these Italians was no con-
Germ of his. They were paid servants
of the owners, and it was his duty to
see that they earned their hire. He
took it that he was one against the
whole ships company, but the odds did
not daunt him. On the contrary, his
old fighting spirit, which had been of
late hustled into the background by
SNUG commercial prosperity, came
back to him. And, besides, he had al
ways at his call that exquisite pride Of
race which has so many times given
victory to the Anglo-Saxon over the
Latin.
BY sort of instinct he buttoned up
his trim white drill coat and stepped
out on deck. There would be no scuffle
yet awhile. With the specie yet snug
~ stored on the sea floor, the dirty,
untidy italians were still all affability.
Indeed, as soon as he appeared, Taz-
zuchi himself stepped down off the
upper bridge to give him the news.
"HoW do you think those crafty
imps have managed it?' he cried, with
a gesture. "Why. they dived down
and cut off her masts below water
level. The funnel was out of sight al
ready. They just thought they were
going to have the skimming of that
wreck themselves. No wonder we
couldn't pick her up.'
"Cute beggars," said Kettle.
"Ive begged pilot. If be takes US
there straight, he gets backsheesh. l
think" said Captain Tazzuchi, with
wide smile, "that he'll take US there
the quickest road"
"ShOuldn't WONDER" said Kettle.
"But don't be surprised if his friends
come round and make things ugly"
"Let them come. We were ready for
This sort Of entertainment when we
sailed. If there is any trouble, we shall
shoot, and if we begin that game we
shall just imagine they are Abyssini-
ans and shoot to KILL
| Under the black captives guidance
the salvage steamer soon put term
to her search. For two more hours she
threaded her way among surf which
broke over unseen reefs and swung
round the capes of rocky archipelago,
and then the pilot gave his word, and
the engines were stopped, and rusty
cable roared out till an anchor had got
hold of the ground. A boat was low
cred away with air pump already
stepped amidships, and the boats crew
with eager hands assisted the diver to
make his toilet.
"Your chaps seem keen enough" said
Kettle as he watched the trail of air
bubbles which showed the mans prog
ress on the sea floor below.
"They have each got a stake in the
venture
IT bet they have" was Kettles grim
comment to himself.
The kidnapped skipper Of the dhow, it
seemed, had done his pilotage with a
fine accuracy. The salvage steamer
had been anchored in a good position,
and between them two divers in two
boats found the Grecian's wreck in half
an hour.
They came up to the air for quar-
ter Of an hours spell and made their
announcement, and then the copper he'll,