The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1902-11-20

tsiFFtf tNfis ~ hutS w ~Nefs n-ss
terrible racket sbeai II. 20 ve0i 10 ny
bauk diint slsep much, bni The pisbl
passed vithoa. farther ineiaenL
Morning foand us hec.lmed st The
mouth OF large uvsr Thc sap came nr
red and scorchins, m,king The water
simmer like buraished silver. Ne, .
breath OF sit rippled The surisce Of The
see or hatlersd the canvas we srresd
/ By nine O'Clock . sori OF blnish gray
h,E, orspI over the ely. bat the heat vas
aone the lee. oppressive.
The csptaia walked the deck sDd rs,e5
Do you keow where vc srsi be sn.rlsd si
Corsllo Tue pstivss who intsbit ,bi,
county ~, csnnibslsl Whist II they
should take q fancy 10 sttsek ns nowi
Wed oil be served 10 soup or rossts.
The skipper seemed TO blame The mat
sud 10 less than three minutes there va
another fos. This time the master did
order Corello to be seized and ironed, but
The order wS not obeyed Not . man
moved to carry out tho order. lastesd
the sailors slo,i soowlios Of their csr
tain.
what's this he rosre3; his fscs grow
ius black, Do you refuse TO obey mei
THIS is mulioyl
We sre seek Of you. calmly said Oorello
We serve you 20 way - crew OF 20 Ella
,ble vas serve. Gsb.bin,, lsdsl
The skipper snstched ont q pistol and
teireatsd few steps, swearing to blow
oul the brains OF the fst man who tried
10 touch him. l ssw Portuguese creep
ing os,like up behind the maD, and
knew the brig would soon be 10 the posses
sion OF ihe N ulineers unless some un'ore
seen occurrence prevented.
At this very instant Bildad D1wnes, .
cockeyed oli tar. shouted:
Canoes putin oil from shore loaded
with blsckskinsl There's piles OF 'em.
aud their oil armed We're 10 for .
hshtl
10 one instant the mutiny was over.
Every man resl.g,d our peril. aud they
jumped TO the rail to get look st The
spproschiug canoes. Downes hsd told
the truth, A regular war party OF the
csnnibsls was coming of to attack the
brig,
Muskets snd cuilssses. men thundered
the captain. Train the gun on em and
blow 'em out oil the wster
Oar only chance was really slim one,
and We we're badly prepared for such sn
encounter. Oar heavy gun was rusty
old thing, and II was doubtful II II would |
d. much execution. Bat we we're mol |
destined to fire q shot.
Suddenly . great cry went mp from
the throsis OF the natives and the canoes
sat motionless on the CLASSY water, while
the black faces Of their inmates we're
turned upward.
Great God L,ok thsrel
Tia sailor who uttered the CRY point
cd almost directly overhead, and there
70 saw . most astounding spectacle. A
two m ,stsd sch turned bottom side
up seemed to hang suspended 10 the sir
amid the blush hsz, that overspresd the
skyI Every ssil was set, but they hung
idle like our own, ss II she was also be
calmed. We could look directly upon the
deck, but no. . living thing could be
seen. She Was deserted.
Bat the lost singular part about II oil
is that l could read her name. and l
swesr she was the lost schooner Ella No
BILE.
10 . fes moments she begsn TO fade
away, DINNER and DINNER grew her
outlines, and she was Hnslly swsllowed
ap and lost 10 tbs hazs When We look
I'd at the osnnib,ls. every conoe was
scooting for the shore as fast rs paddles
,ould make than These natives we're
Lhs worst scared lot you ever saw. and
We had no more trouble With them.
| suppose it is easy enough to account
Ior The vision OF tbs vessel 10 the sky by
sailing It 9 mirage. bat ssiiors ere mighty
10 uperstitious; ami there we're soms sober
men oa the SxslIos after that, No furth
~ offer Of m 1tiny was made, and every
hing moved smoothly 10 the end OF the
'eysge.
But We diin't 6od the Il 10 Njble, and
he has never been heard OF since.