New-York tribune., 1906-12-23
Take him on. yelled zingan hes killing me-"

Take him off," yelled Zngall: hes killing me"'
The skipper few to the assistance OF his friend.
brt the mate, who was of gigantic strength and
stature. simply backed and crushed him against a
bulkhead Then. IL satisfied. he released the
crestfallen Zingall, and stood looking at him.
''Why-don't-you-bring- -hm-round?" painted the
skipper.
He's OF my control said Zingau rising
nmbly to his feet. I've heard OF such cases before
I'm only new at the work, you know, but dare
say, in a couple of years time'--
The skipper howled at him. and the mate. sudden
ly alive again TO the obnoxious presence of the crew.
drove them up the companion ladder and pursued
them TO the forecaste.
This is a pretty kettle O. fish," said Bradd indig-
nantly. why don't you bring him round?"
Because can't" said Zingall. shortly. "It'n
have TO wear Off"
Wear OFF, repeated the skipper.
Hes under a delusion now," said Zngau "an'
O. course can't say how long It'll last but what
ever you do don't cross him IN any way"
"Oh, don't cross him." repeated Bradd. with sar-
castle infection. land you call yourself a mes
merist."
Zingau drew himself up with a little pride well,
see what I've DONE" he said. 1.-THE fact is l was
charged full of electricity when aboard. and
he's got it all It's left weak and until my
will wears off him he's captain O. this ship"
And what about me?" said Bradd.
You're the mate" said Zngall, "and mind for
your own sake you act up to #. If you don't cross
him haven't any doubt it'll be all right, but
If you do he'll very likely murder you in a fit OF
frenzy. and-he wouldn't be responsible. Good
night"
You're not going?" said Bradd. clutching him
by the sleeve.
"I am" said the other He seems TO have took
violent dislike to me. and If stay here It'll only
make matters worse
He lightly up deck. and avoiding an ugly
rush the part OF the mate. who had been
listening sprang the ladder and hastily clam
bered ashore.
The skipper worn and scared. looked up as the
bogus skipper came below.
I'm going TO bed George" said the mate staring
at him. II feel bit heavy. Give me a call Just
afore high water
Where you goin' to sleepT' demanded the
skipper.
Coin to sleep?' said the mate. why in my
stateroom. to be- sure"
He took the empty bottle from the table, and
the face Of its frenzied owner and turned the key
I'm the lock. Then he leaned the berth. and
cramming the pillow against his mouth. gave way
10 his feelings until he nearly slIfrocatod.
ANY idea that the skipper might have had OF
the healing effects OF sleep rudely dispeled
when the mate deck next morning, and
found that they had taken the schooner out with
out arousing him His delusion seemed to be
stronger than ever. and pushing the skipper from
the wheel he took II himself. and read him a short
and sharp lecture the virtue OF obedience.
'I know you're a good sort, George Smith," he
said lenently. nobody could wish for a better,
but whIo I'm master OF this here ship 1t don't
become you 20 take things upon yourself in the
way yu do
BUT you don't understand" said the skipper.
trying to conquer his temper. Now look me in
the eye George"
:swho are calling George9" said the mate.
''WeiI. look me in the eye. then" said tho skip
per- waving tho point