The labor world., 1903-10-24

and whips and driving winches, while
the kanakas filled the buckets be-
low. BY Saturday you could no longer
jump down. the. hatchways to the top
of the cargo.
1t was nearly noon.. The men ex-
pected to knock off early and were in
pretty good hunnor, :: laughing -, and:
bandying jokes with one. another....:s...:s-:
Suddenly there: came a cralsl1i:----a crash !:
bucket dropped ON deck. almost XIII
ing big Steve at the burton: The man
driving the ford winch stood stiff. his
face the color of a snakes belly. his
eyes bulging. The others were about
to swear at him, but following his
rigidg axe, horror likewise stiffened
them. Complete stiffness had come
over the busy scene. All eyes were
fixed on something on the dock.
Picking it's way through the line of
freight cars on the wharf came the
towering figure of the Crowned"
mate-Trig Olafsen. The :apparition
leaped clear Of coal pile and landed
at the foot of the gangway. The cabin
boy, cleaning the gangway brass,
looked up, gave frightened scream
II.
Only one man about there had never
seen the mates big figure and he was
the dock Watchman. AS he did not see
anything particularly ghostly in it this
first time, and besides, had pretty
clear conscience, he took no part in the
panic that followed. He is the only one
capable of giving q concise, impartial
account of what happened-the rest
shiver yet when they think of it,
l have heard the watchman tell the
story several times, and he always
tells 1T in humorous vein. To him
it was extremely funny. You see, he
did not know the mate should have
been dead ten days.
Trig Olafsen came up the gangway,
his head thrown up like: lion SMELL
ing fresh meat. The plank quivered
beneath his ponderous tread. His huge
mustache trailed back over his huge
jaws, his hair brist1ed and his big,
hairy arms were swollen and bare to
the elbows, for he had thrown off his
hat and coat on the dock He paused at
the top for just one moment. then:
with roar like breakers on a reef, he
bounded to the deck,s
such wild scramble-it couldn't be
compared to the panic at Weikiki,
when the tiger got loose In the circus
menagerie Not only the ship, but the
whole island was much too small for
the A1oha's crew just then. -.
The ghost seized & capstan bar from
the rack at the break OF the poop and
charged amidships. Five Of the men
leaped overheard and swan frantical1y
across the harbor: to the mail dock.
Two fled up the rigging and the rest
spsang to the DOCK. a drop of nearly
ten feet. Up the track they pelted, Trig.
Olafsen after them. hurting the cap
stan bar ahead of him, picking it up
again when he got to Ii, and roaring
out blood curling: oaths in Morse and
English all the while. go =.
Here the watchlnan became hysteri.
cal and saw no more until Olaisena re-
appeared on, the deserted deck. roar
ing. and fuming among tho empty coal
buckets and i using most unghostlv
language: Then the skipper cam es IN
from below and staggered against The
skvl1ght, SKY white as q water-soaked
corpse. $ III III s.: S: ;sszss
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me me Ike. dat for? reared Trig Olafsang:
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