Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1903-05-20

Yes, sir: l heard of it at Manila
a bad business sir. Captain and two
mates murdered. This Hudson, or Har-
mutiny. He's a Londoner, sir, and as
cruel william as ever walked"
His next walk will be to exc
cution dock, Mr. Wharton. She seems
heavily manned. l wish 1 could take
twenty topmen out of her, but they
would be enough to tempt the crew OF
the ark, Mr.. Wharton"
Both officers were looking thru their
glasses at the brig. Suddenly the lieu
tenant showed his teeth in a grin, while
the captain flushed deeper red
That's Hairy Hudson on the after
rail. sir"
1.-The low. impertinent, blackguard!
He'll play some other antic before we
are done with him. Could you reach
him with the long eighteen, Mr.. Smeat
on?''
Another cable length will do it, SIR
The brig waved as they spoke and
as she came around, a squirt of smoke
Whitfield out from her quarter. 1t was
pure piece of bravado, for the gun
could scarce carry halfway. Then
with a jaunty swing, the little shiT
came into the wind again. and Shot
round u fresh curve in the winding
channel.
THE waters shoaling rapidly, sir
replied the second lieutenant. There
six fathoms by the chart"
-Four by the lead. sir"
when we clear this point, we shall
see how we lie. Ha! thought as
much! Lay her to. Mr.. Wharton. Now
we have got her at our mercy!
The frigate was quite out of sight Of
the sea now at the head of this river
like estuary. AS she came round the
curve the two shores were seen te
converge at point about a mile dis
tant. In the angle. as near the shore
as she could get, the brig was lyina
with her broadside toward her pursuer
and a wisp of black cloth streaming
from her mizzen. The lean lieutenant
who had reappeared upon deck. with d
cutlass strapped to his side. and two
pistols rammed into his belt, peered
curiously at the ensign rs 1t the
Jolly Roger, sir?" he asked.
But the captain was furious.
He may hang where his breeches
are hanging before have done with
him!" said he. What boats do you
want, Mr. Wharton?"
I'VE should do it with the launch and
the Jolly boat
Take four and make a clean job OF
it. Pipe away for the crews at once
and I'll work her In and help you with
the long eighteens.'
With a rattle of ropes and creak-
ing of blocks the four boats spiashed
into the water Their crews clustered
thickly into them; barefooted sailors
stolid marines, laughing middies, and IN
the sheets of each senior officers with
their stern schoolmaster faces. The
captain. his elbow on the pinnacle, still
watched the distant brig. Her crew Were
tricing up the boarding netting. drag
ging around the starboard guns. knock
ing new portfolios for them and making
every preparation for desperate re-
sistance. In the thick of 1t all a huge
man, boarded to the eyes, with red
nightcap upon his head. was strainine
and STOPPING and hauling. The cap
tain watched him with a sour smile, and
then, swapping up his glass, ne turned
,lpon his heel. For an instant he stood
staring.
Call back the boats!" he cried In
his thin, creakng voice. Clear away
for action Cast loose those main
deck guns. Brace back the yards. Mr.
Smeaton, and stand by to go about
when she has weight enough"
Round the curve Of the estuary was
coming a huge vessel. Her great yell
low bowsprit and white winged figure
head were jutting out from the cluster
of palm trees, while high above then
lowered three immense masts. with the
tri-color flag floating superbly from ths
mizzen. Round she came, the deep blut
water Dreaming under her forefoot, un-
til her long. curving, black side. hel
line of shining copper beneath ant
snow-white hammocks above, and thu
thick clusters Of men who peered oVei
her bulwarks, were all in full view
Her lower yards We're slung, her port
triced up, and her guns run out al
ready for action. Lying behind one o
the promontories of the island, thu
lookout men Of the Gloire upon thu
shore had seen the cul-de-sac int
which the British frigate was headed
so the Captain de Million had serNef
the Leda as Captain Johnson had tn
Shaping Sal.
But the splendid discipline of the
British service was at its best In sucf
crisis. The boats flew back, theil
crews clustered aboard, they Were
swung UP at the davits and the fal
ropes made fast. Hammocks were
brought UP and slowed, bulkheads sen
down, ports and magazines opened
the fires put out in the galley and thu
drums beat to quarters Swarms O
men, set the head sails and brough
the frigate around, while the gur
crews threw off their jackets ant
shirts, frightened their belts and raj
out their eighteen Founders, peerint
through the open portfolios at tn
stately Frenchman. The wind wa:
very light. Hardly ripple showed tt
self upon the clear, blue water. bu
the sails blew gently out as the breez'
came over the wooded banks. Th
Frenchman had gone about also, ant
| both ships We're now heading slowly TO
the sea under fore-and-aft canvas
the Gloire hundred yards in advance
She lutfed up to cross the Leda.
bows, but the British ship came arount
also, and the two rippled slowly on il
such silence that the ringing of tn
| ramrods as the French marines drov
home their charge changed quite lionel.
upon the ear.
mot much sea room, Mr.. Wharton,
| remarked the captain.
II have fought actions in less, sir.
1--WE must keep our distance AM