Elk City mining news. (Elk City, Idaho) 1903-1913, 1906-04-14
CHAPTER II.

afternoon. when the air was hot and
heavy. and the sky brazen and cloud
less. the shadow of the Malabar lay
solitary on the surface of the glittering
sea.
The sun had just got low enough to
peep beneath an awning and awaken a
young man, in an undress military uni
form. who was doing on a coil of rope
Hang it.' said he, rising with the
weary sigh of a man who has nothing
to do. 81 must have been asleep" and
then, holding by stay, he turned about
and looked down into the waist of the
ship
Save for the man at the wheel and
the guard at the quarter railing, he was
alone on the deck. On the forecastle,
some half-dozen soldiers were playing
at cards, or watching the fishing lines
hanging over the cat heads
SO far the appearance of the vessel
differed in nowise from that Of an ordi-
nary transport. But in the waist
curious sight presented itself. 1t was
as though one had built a cattle pen
there. At the foot of the foremost
and at the quarter deck, a strong bar
ricade, loop-holed and furnished with
doors for ingress and egress, ran across
ehS uSSh liOlu DulWdTk 10 DulWdrk. Out-
side this cattle pen an armed sentry
stood on guard; inside, standing sitting
or walking monotonously, within range
or the shining barrels in the arm chest
were some sixty men and boys dressed
In uniform gray. The men and boys
were prisoners and the cattle pen was
their exercise ground. Their prison was
down the main hatchway, and the bar
ricade, continued down, made its side
walls.
1t was the fag-end of the two hours
exercise, graciously permitted each af-
ternoon. and the prisoners were enjoy
ing themselves. 1t was not. perhaps, so
pleasant as under the awnings. but that
sacred shade was only for such great
men as the captain and his officers, Sur
geon Pine. Lieut.. Maurice Frere and.
most important personages of all, Cap
tain Vickers and his wife.
That the convict leaning against the
bulwarks would like to have been able
to get rid of his enemy. the sun, for a
moment, was probable enough. His COM
panlons, sitting on the combngs of the
main hatch. or crouched in careless
fashion on the shady side of the barri-
cade. were laughing and talking. with
merrlment hideous to contemplate: but
he, with cap pulled over his brows. and
hands thrust into the pockets of his
coarse gray garments, held aloof from
their dismal joviality.
The ow-browed, coarse-featured ruff
mans grouped about the deck cast many
leer OF contempt at the solitary figure
but their remarks were confined to ges-
lures only. There are degrees in crime.
ana Rutus Dawes, the convicted felon
who had but escaped the gallows to toll
for all his life in irons. was a man of
mark. He had been tried for the rob
berry and murder of Lord Bellasis. The
friendless vagabond's lame story of find
Ing on the Heath a dying man would
not have availed him but for the curi-
GUS fact sworn to by the landlord of the
Spaniards' Inn, that the murdered no.
bleman had shaken his head when asked
II the prisoner was his assassin. The
vagabond was acquitted of the murder
but condemned to death for the rob
berry. and London, which took some in
terest in the trial, considered him for
tunate when his sentence was committed
to transportation for life
The young man on the deck caught
sight of the tall figure leaning against
the bulwarks, and it gave him an excuse
to break the monotony of his employ
ment
Here. your he called out, "get out
of the gangwayw
Rufus Dawes was not in the gang
way-was, In fact, a good two feet from
it-but at the sound of Lieut.. Frede's
voive he started, and went obediently
toward the hatchway.
III make some of you fellows smart.
I
angry Frere. "Insolent blackguardsv'
And then the noise of the sentry, on
the quarter deck below him, grounding
arms, turned the current Of his thoughts.
A thin, tall soldier-like man. with a
cold blue eye, and prim features. came
out of the cuddy below, handing ont a
fair-haired. affected, mincing lady of
middle age. Captain Vickers, of Mr..
Frere's regiment. ordered for service in
Van Diemen's Land, was bringing his
lady on deck to get an appetite for din
ner.
Mrs. Vickers was forty-two. and had
been garrison belle for eleven weary
years before she married prim John
Vickers. The marriage was not a hapnv
one. Vickers found his wife extrava-
CANT, vain, and snappisn, and she found
him harsh. disenchanted, and common
place. A daughter, born two years af-
ter their marriage. was the only link
that bound the ill-assorted pair. Vickers
idolized little Sylvia, and upon the rec
ommendation of long sea voyage for his
failing health he insisted upon bringing
the child with him. Mrs Vickers fol-
lowed her husband with the best grace
she could muster. When fairly out to
sea she employed the intervals between