The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1903-03-01

/ IL 1Yo met this heavy Frenoh'nan with
out the Dido, ntr. wharton. Eth
THE lieutenant twinhicd and smiled.
"shc has is-po,indcrs on the main and
twelves on the poop. SIR" said the cap
taln, "she carr4es four hundred to our
two hundred and thirty-one. captain. de
Million IL the stnnrtest man II, the French 'tt
service. on. Bobby, boy, I'd give my
hopes Of my nag 10 rub my Side UP
against heri" lie turned on his h s
ashamed OF his naomentary lapse. "Mrs
1Vhnrton,. said he, looking back STORMY
over his shoulder, get those SQUARE sails
shaken out ana bear away point more
to the west. y
"a brig On the port bow" came a voice
from the f1recnstle. III.
"a brig on the port bow" said tho leu. leu
tenant. III
The captain sprang upon the bulwarks
and held on by the rnizzen-shrouds, q
strange little figure with flying skirts
and puck cred eyes. The lean Lieutenant
crnned histneck and whispered to smeat-.
on the second, while officers and men
came poppinB. up from below and clus1
tered along the weather-rail, shading their
eves With their hands-for the tropical
sun was already clear OF the palm trees
The strange brlg lay at anchor IN tho
throat Of a curving estuary, and It was
already obvious that she could not get
out without passing under the guns OF
the frlEate. A long, rocky point to the
north Of her hold her IN.
keep her as she goes. Mr.. Wharton. /"
said the captain. Hardly worth ours
while clearing for action, Mr.. smeaton,
but the man can stand BY tho guns IN
case she tries to pass u.s. Cast loose the
bow-cllasers and send the smnll-arm men
to the forecastle," s5
A British Grew went TO ito quarters In
those days with the quiet serenity Of
men on their daily routine In few min
utes, without fuss or sound, the sailors
were hnotted round their guns, the ma
rines were drawn UP, and leaning on their
muskets and tho frignte's bowsprit, point
ed straight for her little victim:
rs 1t the Shaping Sal. sir
'I have no doubt of It. Mr.. Wharton"
'They don't seem to like the look Of
us, sir. They've out their cable and are
clapping on sail. TILL
It was evident that the BRIG meant
struggling for her freedom. Ono little
patch Of canvas f1,1ttered out above an
other, and her people could be seen work.
Ing like nadmen In the rigging. She
made no attempt to pass her antagonist
but headed up the estuary Tho captain
rubbed his HANDS.
She's making for shoal water, Mr.
Wharton. and we shall nave to cut her
out, sir. She's footy little brig, but
should have thought a fore-and-after
would have been more handy"
1T was a mutiny, sir.' 5
"Ah. indeedl'' a
Yes, sir,s heard Of It at ManilaI bad
business, sir. CAPTAIN and two mates
murdered This. Hudson. or Hairy Hud.
son. as they call him. led the mutlny.
He's Londoner. sir, and q cruel william
as ever walked.
His next walk will be to Execution
Dock. Mr. Wharton. She seems heavily
manned. I wish could take twenty top
men out of her. but they would be enough
to corrupt the crew OF the ark, Mr.. Whar-
tom Ht4g IF
Both officers were looking through their
glasses at tho brig. Suddenly the leu
tenant showed his teeth III a grin. while
the captain. flushed deeper rcd. ''That's
Hairy Hudson on the after-rail. SIR
THE low. impairment hlackguard!
He'll play some other antics before we
are done with him. Could you reach him
with the long eighteen. Mr.. smeaton %
Another cable length VIII DO 1t. sir"
The brig yawned as they spoke. and as
she came round a squirt Of smoke whitfield
out from her quarter. It was q pure piece
Of br aTado, for the gun could scarce car
~ halfway, Then. with a jaunty swing,
the little ship can1o into tho wind again.