Evening journal., 1904-05-06

"Yes. yes I'm Moran"
Wilbur turned away from her, bit
Ing his neither lip in perplexity.
Now. what am / going TO doY' he
muttered. "What q situation! If !
tell the captain. it's all up with tho
girl. II he didn't kill her. he'd do
worse-mlght do both. II don't tell
him, there goes her birthrlght. 100000
and she alone in the world. It's begun
/ TO go already" he added. listening &C
/ the sounds that came from the bark
! Kitchell was raging 60 and fro in the
cabin in a frenzy OF drink. ak in hand
smashing glassware, hacking into ths
woodwork, singing the while at th'
top OF bis voice.
That's the kind Of man have e
deal with" muttered Wilbur. "It's en-
couraging and there's no one TO tall
to. Not much help In a Chinaman an6
crazy girl I'm a mans oilskins. IT.
about the biggest situation you ever
faced, Ross Wilbur and you're al
alone. What are you going to dof"
He acknowledged with considerable
humiliation that he could not get the
better OF Kitchell either physically or
mentally. Kitchell was a more power
full man than he and clevercr. The
captain was in his element now. and
he was the commander On shore ii
would have been vastly different. The
city bred fellow, with policeman al
ways in call, would have known how
to act.
~ simply can't stand by and see that
hog plundering everything she's got.
What's to be done?'
And suddenly, while the words were
yet in his mouth, the sun was wiped
from the sky like writing from a slate.
the horizon blackened, vanished, long
white line Of froth whipped across the
sea and came on kissing. A hollow
note doomed out doomed, swelled and
grew rapidly 10 a roar.
An icy chill stabbed the air. Then
the sQuall swooped and struck, and the
sky shut down over the troubled ocean
like n pot lid over a boiling pot. The
schoOners fore and main sheets. that
had not been made fast, unrove at the
first gust and began TO slat wildly in
the wind The Cinnamon covered to
the decks. grasping at cleats. stays and
. masts. They were helpless, paralyzed
with fear. Charlie clung TO a stay, one
arm over his head as though lodging a
blow. Wilbur grlpped the rail with his
hands where he stood, his teeth set, his
eyes wide waiting for the laundering
OF the schooner. his only thought being
that the end could not be far. He had
heard of the suddenness OF tropical
squalls. but this had come with the
abruptuess OF a scene shift at a play
The schooner veered broad on to the
waves. IL was the beginning OF the
end. Another roll TO the leeward Ike
, the last and the Pacific would come
r aboard
+, "And you call yourselves sailor menl
/ Are you going to drown like rats on a
q plankY A voice that Wilbur did not
know went ringing through that horrid
shouting Of wind and sea like the call
OF a bugle He turned to see Moran.
the girl Of the Lady Lefty. standing
erect upon the quarter deck holding
down the schooner's wheel. The con
fusion Of that dreadful moment thai
,. had paralyzed the crews senses, hac
brought back hers. She was herself
again-savage. splendid, dominant, su
perb in her wrath at their weakness
their cOwardice
Her heavy brows were knotted over
: her flaming eyes, her hat was gone,
!, and her thick bands OF yellow hair
whipped across her face and streamed
j, out In the wind like streamers of the
northern lights. As she shouted, Res.
y turing furiously 10 the men, the loose
\ skin Of the oilskin coat fell back and
! showed her forearm. strong. round and
white as scud, the hand and wrist 50
:, tanned as 10 look almost like a glove
And all the while she shouted aloud
: furious with indignation. raging against
the supineness Of the Berthas crew.
"stand by, men! Stand by! Look
:, Z alive, now! Make fast the staysl hal
y !, yards TO the dorys warp Now. then
: unreeve y'r halyards All clear there
Pass the end forard outside the rig.
ging. outside, you foolsl Make fast
!, TO the bits for'ard. Let go y'r line
Thatll do. Soh-soh. There. she's
., coming up"
The dory had been towing astern
!, and the seas. combing over her, had
swamped her. Moran had been In
spired to use the swamped boat as q
, sea anchor, fastening her to the schoon
y er's bow instead Of to the stern. The
= Bertha's bow, answering TO the drag
, veered around. The Bertha stood head
.. to the seas. riding out the squall II
was a masterpiece OF seamanship. con
= ceived and executed in the very thick
: Of peril, and it saved the schooner.
T. But there was little time TO think OF
> themselves. on board the bark the sails
! were still set. The squall struck the
= Lady Lefty squarely aback. She heeled
= over upon the instant. then, as the TOP
y hamper carried away with a crash
eased back moment upon an ever
keel. But her cargo had shifted. The
bark was doomed. Through the flying
spray and scud and rain Wilbur had q
: momentary glimpse of Kitchell hack