The Idaho Republican. [volume] (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1904-1932, 1905-04-21

with Mr.. Shanghai Smith in followed
suit. And the Bay of San Francisco is
not so well policed that they had any
one inquiring what they were doing
as they pulled across to Saucelito,
and laid up quietly till three o'clock.
HE amt dead, we hopes" said the
crew of the boat
mot e." said Benson; "is cart
beats all to rights, and is head is per-
pectly sound, bar lump the size of
ems egg. That up-endin' dodge OF
Thomas is very fatal in row-oh,
it's very fatal"
1t was nearly two o'clock before
Shanghai made any motion. But
when he did begin to get conscious, he
found his mind and his. tongue with
surprising rapidity.
That ead of yourn must be made
of five-eighths boiler-plate, Mr.. Smith"
said Benson, as Smith sat us sudden
ly.
What am l dom here?" asked
Smith.
COW do we know" asked the de-
lighted crew. You would come. 1t
warn't no good excusin' of ourselves"
Smith put his hand to his head.
who hit me?" he demanded, saw
agely.
"No one," said the crew unanimous
ly; you tried to stand on your 'ead."
Put me ashore" said Smith. What
are you goin' to do?"
Were waitin' to see the 'Arvester
yonder cave 'er anchor up" replied
Benson. Were in the sailor-supplyin'
line, we are, same as you was"
"He don't like to hear that" said
Billings; we're cutting him out of
job. And this time we amt supplyin'
admirals."
mo, we amt Yah, you man-buyin',
sailor-robbin' swine! And twas you
dared touch our admiral. Oh, you dog,
you'll"
They all took a turn at him, and
Smith saw he was in the highest cor
rer he had ever occupied. This was
satisfactorily expressed for him.
'Say, Shanghai, did you ever heal
of Barney's bull?"
And when Smith refused to answer
they answered for him.
"He was jammed in a clinch, and
SO are you. You're goin' to ave the
finest time of all your life. Did you
ever hear of SAINT of the 'Arvester?"
And Smith, for all his brutal cour-
age, shook in his boots.
"I'll give you chaps hundred dol
lars to put me ashore" he cried. 81
never touched Sir Richard Dunn"
"Dry up" said Benson, land don't
lie, We wouldn't part with you, my
jewel, not for thousand. What made
you desert from the Arvester, a COM
Portable ship like that, with SIGH a
duck of skipper?"
"I'll give you a thousand" said
Smith desperately.
cat four o'clock you're goin on the
'Arvester-and tbs night on three now.
SAINT wouldn't miss man like you,
so smart and andy, for all the gold in
Californy. Own up as you shanghaied
the admiral?"
Smith grasped at any chance of
avoiding the Harvester. For SAINT had
a dreadful name, and both is mates
were terrors.
IF I own I put him away, will you
take me ashore and hand me over to
the police?"
He was almost in state of collapse.
Benson looked at the man, and in
the faint light of far-off day still be.
low the horizon the boats crew saw
him wink.
We'll vote on it, if you owns up.
What dye say, chaps?"
AYE, we'll vote,' said the men.
Say, did you do it,"
But Smith saw how the voting
would go, and refused to speak. They
heard six bells come across the water
from many ships. And then they
heard seven. There was grey CLINT
in the east. The sand-dunes on the
verge of the Ocean Park whitened as
they pulled for the Harvester. They
heard the clank of her windlass brakes
and the bull voice of her mate, as
he encouraged his men to do their
best by threatening them with three
months of hell afloat.
Smith offered Benson two thousand
dollars.
81 wouldn't part with you except to
SAINT for all you ever robbed men Of"
said Benson-"and what this is, on'y
you knows. Pull, boys; her cables
up and down. No, hold on a moment;
he must be wet, of course"
In spite of his struggles they put
him over the side and soused him thor
oughly. When they pulled him on
board again, he sat cursing.
Nov, boys, bend your backs"
And when he came up alongside the
Harvester she was just moving under
the draught of her loosed topsails.
Harvester, ahoy!" cried Benson.
"Hallo!" said SAINT. What is it,"
"You don't happen to have lost one
of your crew, tryin' to desert by
swimmin, sir?"
Have you picked him up? What's {
his name, does he say?'