The Saint Paul globe., 1905-04-16
By HENRY G. ROWLAND

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not a cables length away and coming
with a fresh pun of the breeze in her
topSaiis.. A knot of men were gathered
in her eyes.
Cut the bow line-hard lee,-tum-
Die ait here. Don't shoot-knock 'em
overboardi"
The brig was almost on us as we
IuHed, and if they had guessed our de-
sign they could have easily jammed
lnelf helm down and fouled us but as
sne was still paying off. and being a
ciumsy craft, we swung across their
oows before they knew it. They tried
20 swing In after us, but it was too
late. Her starboard run struck our
port quarter glancing blow, and, as it
did so, four of the men leaped down on
our deck. The first, Spaniard, fired a
pistol almost in Boles' face as he
jumped, but at the same moment the
bowSprit of the brig fouled the main
upplng lift, though Boles had let the
mainsheet run. The rope snapped, but
the strain suddenly tautened the main
Sneet, which flew up, knocking our
captain over backward into the lee
Scuppers. The next moment Knapp
mad seized the mar in both of his great
hahds and hurled him back against the
next, half breed, knocking both men
OH their feet. l had brought the cap
stan brake aft with me. and. slipping
past Knapp. drove the butt of it into
the next mans face.
BY that time Boles had climbed to
his feet. and, jumping across the deck
grabbed the wheel and clawed the
spokes toward him as fast as he could
work his arms. At the same time
Knapp had gripped the Filipino who
came last by the waist and swung him
up over his head. The man. screamed
like rabbit, thinking, no doubt. that
he was about to be dashed Hfeiess on
the deck. but the next moment a mighty
heave sent him flying over the rail into
the bay.
l was standing over the other three,
swearing In Spanish at the top of my
lungs, and brandishing my capstan
brake. One of them, lying almost I'M
der the wheel, started to get to his
feet, but when he was almost up Boles
let drive With his fist and stretched
him out again.
Just then our little sailors came run
ming aft, and. under Knapp's direction.
bound our prisoners hands behind
their backs. The face of my antagonist
was mass of blood, but he was con-
scious and swearing vigorously.
The brig was astern of us, drifting
aimlessly. A boat had put off from the
schooner and had picked up the cap
lions that came up to US against the
wind We're far from showing the grati-
tude that they should have felt
could make out the gorilla nursing one
arm in the stern. Knapp afterward
told me that he had shot him through
the shoulder.
Knapp looked all around him, then
threw back his head and laughed.
If that lubber hadn't upset that out
ht We might have been in bad shape"
said he.
Yes" l answered, wed not only
have had them to look after. but the
chap that went after them from the
schooner. What if"
l broke OF, horror stricken and
looked at Boles. He had fallen face
downward across the wheel On the
deck beneath him was a great pool OF
blood. Knapp was beside him in one
great stride.
''Bolesi" he gasped-"old fellow Oh
my Godi"
AS If he had been a child he picked
him up in his great arms ard carried
him below. / put one of the Japs at
the wheel. motioned to the Cook to
watch the prisoners and followed him.
Boles was shot i'm two places-one a
gtancing ball along the side of the head
and the other a bullet clean through
the lungs. When Knapp realized that
his own shot had been too late to save
his friend his grief and self-reproach
were pitiful to see. But it was all un-
necessary. for the doctor made "a good
recovery from both wounds.
When we got off the end of the
point, safe from all pursuit. Knapp
hove the schooner up and set the pris-
oneTs ashore, as We had no earthly use
for them. | suppose they made their
way back along the beach. We had
made BOles as comfortable a $ possible.
and after he came out of his faint he
calmly superintended our rough at
tempts at Il surgical dressing. Strange
to say, the hole through his chest
healed almost Immediately. but he told
me that this was very apt to be the
case in wounds of this description.
Knapp was a poor hand at naviga-
tiOn, but under Boles direction we
managed TO find Manila again in about
a week. We stopped at one little place
on the way and got little more hemp
and some tobacco.
When we got back to Manila I found
that 1 really had no desire to leave the
schooner. and as they were very anx-
ious to have me stay with them, and
Knapp even offered TO pay me an even
share. | decided to remain for while
longer OF course l declined. in fact,
absolutely refused to accept any of the
money profits of the enterprise, consid-
ering myself to be more than amply re-
paid in the benefit of my health and
the grand impetus given to my work.
For a man may study, sketch, and
read but until he has laid his naked
life in the hollow of the hand of the
great ocean god on his own domain, he
has yet to feel the spirit of the sea.
Tim. When she grew worse every day
led