The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1901-01-22

feared for the integrity of his fea-
lures.
Attempt nothing rashly," said l. for
1 had not overmuch faith in Jobs judg-
ment and feared he might start an out
break which would end in death to us
ALL Attempt nothing whatever till
Captain Ireland gives the word. He
has headpece worth ten of yours and
mine. Job"
"Aye, aye, SIR said Job warmly,
that he has. An when he gives the
sign he'll have the lot of us at his back.
no fear"
| Then the cavalcade was put into mo-
| ton. and further conversation became
impossible. We passed through the
still streets. by churches and houses
and gloomy converts and great public
buildings and so on to the batteries and
1 Notifications, where there was strict
/ parley with the sentries before we
/ were let out The old man, who had
been dragging himself painfully along
behind me, sank down on the muddy
road to snatch a moments rest, and
through some pity for his condition
babe him climb on to my back. With
out further ado up he scrambled, chuc-
4 that he'd got mule to ride or at any
rate an ass, after all. This l thought
was somewhat ungracious.
The double gates were opened. and
out we trooped on to narrow, well
kept road that the frowning culverins
could have swept with iron hail for a
score of perches. We passed through
other gates and other drawbridges
thrown across natural cliffs and saw
other heavily gunned batteries beside
them. making the position one Of such
enormous strength that 20 good men
could have held it against an army.
! During the two hours tramp the sun
sprang up from behind the eastern
i hills. and by the time we entered La
Guayra it was broad daylight.
. The old man. whom had set down
from my shoulders. cried loudly for a
\ breakfast He wasn't going to row on
! an empty belly. Oh. no. no! Not he,
J. '.The Lord be between me and
harm!'' exclaimed the man devoutly.
: "Ah, ha, ha, haW
d I could hear the scared sailor mum
f bling strange mixture of hard words
= and scraps Of prayer to keep off the
: evil spirit, and more than half shar
n ed his alarm. But, though had NJ
@ wish to be beholden to any one wht
i worked magic, still l could not hell
the feeling of elation which the un
canny old prophets words reused il
d me. By virtue of his powers the oil
1t man appeared to guess the thought
'e which were simmering in my mind, TO
IS presently he sang out, well Jack, m.
II brawny giant are you ready for Gu
n at your oppressors"
y "Peace, old man." said I. IF tn
ID soldiers hear you, they'll smell muffin
" and fire mumchance into the lot of us.
"Oh, no, no! No fear. Jack.
he Spanish hidalgo doesn't know on
heather tongue"
Maybe not" said l, but there's n
harm in being prudent. And anothe
m thing, old man, Iiwarn you not to pra'
ut tise your devilish arts on me, for
It, know Latin and if you're a warloc
Sc you'll be finding yourself in uncomfor
able quarters"
att ssOh, no. no! It's well for you, Jacl
Is, that the Spaniard is too fine gentl
MS man to cumber himself with barbarOr
on English. Had my worthy friends G
the poop heard your insolence-s ettin
at yourself up as an exorcist, ha, ha-yo
wouldn't have escaped a beating. Vel
er, ly it was great presumption on 70,
on part. Know, Jack, that none but n
BILE Spaniard with three, crafty tortu
ers trailing On his heels can quiet II
GU devil of which am possessed now,
re that excellent devil wishes to spea
; But at present he is dumb. Jack, SO G
La on with your toll, for though we a
heading for the place of deliveran
sh there are many weary leagues left
row before we reach Il"
Then, with his teeth close set and
Ike constant stream of muttering and su
her dued laughter forcing it's way
tween them, he swung to his oar wi
lde an energy that his wasted muscl
BILE seemed to be incapable of supplying.
-ay The old mans words filed me wi
hope and the powers that inspir
Wit, them with fear; so, unwilling to
eet further beholden to his art, kept 1
exc tongue quiet and looked out to 81
lch ward.
Keeping even pace with us was
dis large carrack of about 500 tons, pie
ter ed for great quantity of ordnance a
ted crammed to the bulwarks with S
ae. diers. Hanging on her windward gu
to ter was another galley. rowing fc
.es? oars fewer than ourselves, and she, t
REF carried a heavy fighting crew. Witt
lion sinking heart l recognized that
three of us would be too strong for
said Englishman, for, though knew Il
eak one of his lads was match for eit
UNI or maybe ten of these glittering Sp
10Th iards any day. still against odds of
. to to his chance was hopeless. He mi.
two beat us off or perhaps even sink
And but capture us-never.
and And so the old mans words seen
to me to be but foolishness after
i a And with that thought once more t
And at nv oar in Sullen gloom