Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1906-05-17
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MASTERS OF MEN |
A Romance Of the
NEW NAVY
BY MORGAN ROBERTSON
Copynshed by Curt, Publishing Co and Dout,lday.
Page n Co. 1901.
CHAPTER NNVTt.
BY MORGAN ROBERTSON

SO he changed his clothes, arranged
what was dry Of his baggage beneath
and above him for bedding, and slept
until noon, waking at the stroke of
oisht bells practically recovered from
the effects of the drug. On going aft
to the galley at Saw er's sleepy COM
mend from an upper bunk to got
the grub, youncstcr." he found that
Breen had suffered later injury
which had not yet como to him. He
was at the galley door saving wood
for the cook. and his handsome face
was disngured by a black eye.
kicked and thumped away from
the wheel for bad steering ard for
net knowing the compass" he said
cautiously, III answer to Dicks look
OF inquiry. announcement and un-
pleasant. but necessary; I'm an igno-
rant landsmal. Remember your part:
do your work. az a sai,or. and avoid
ali trouble. See ne in tae lrat deg
watch Co ahead, rev. Get your
dinner"
He shifted TIC stick Of coidwccd
along the sawbuc!; and sawed; fer
Sswyer--InEnown by h:b--vas
coming 70 help Dick brihg tho DIN
ner. At the same time tho carren-
ter, with bundle OF cakum under
his arm and a heavy cslkin2 mgliet
over his shoulder. appeared around
the corner Of the house on the way
to his shop, Just forward Of the gal
ley. The carpenter paused before
the pile OF wood at the moment the
cooks black face appeared In the
galley door. He was particularly
evil faced negro, and the Seniality of
his race seemed denied him; for he
looked sourly at Sawyer and Dick,
saying:
Don't stand round my door akin
fool queshuns, now. Dah's you poke
an peas-gov ment whack TO all
hans toward til you gibs up de
tief. Take II an gwan."
Whats this?" asked Sawyer. an
grily, as he shifted the mess In the
dishpan handed out TO him. Gov
eminent 'lowance amt much wnrae
than the regular thing; but Why
don't yau sift out the maggots fore
you cook up last wage peas?"
Don't you talk TO me, you no
count trash. Don't you tell me how
to cook. or cut you al up; you
see?"
He reached behind him and
showed sharp carving knife; ana
the fuming Sawyer went forward
with his pan, while Dick cautiously
picked up the pan of boiled salt pork.
Turning with It, he behold the car
penter, a large, bewhisliered and dys-
peptic looking Scotchman, with his
hand on MI Breen's collar. He had
dropped the bundle Of oakum, but
still held the calking mallet, while
the cook still held the knife. Dick
set down the pan.
Eye thunderin LOOM roared the
big carpenter in the ear OF the SHINY
built ensign. IAN why do ye no go
aft 10 the poop vi Yer tools an ma
terial. VIVA put We here, 10 scar up
good deck an max work for mon
WI plenty TO do?" He gave him a
shake. then flung him against the
rail. Dick waited for orders.
III you please, SIR" said the en-
sign and only Dick could detect
the culver of rage in the humble ac-
cents,-"I was told by the captain to
saw wood for this gentleman, and he
told me TO saw 1t here"
He did, An say" he said to the
cook: dye ken ma MAR O. the value
o good plankin' than to sanction
this?"
Out came the cook, his eyes CLEAN.
ing and carving knife gripped tight
Don't you come round inte'fer
in tween me an my boy" he said
Hes my boy, an he's gwine TO saw
my wood whenebber I want him
You hear? An he's gwine 10 saw
It Jess where | tell him, TOO: an 4
you don't lax it, you go aft an tall
to de skipper"
"Pll talk to the skipper, nae
doos," answered the carpenter, stead
lily. as he eyed the nourished knife
but the question now Is, are "
threatenin' me wi that weepon9 I
ye are. I'll get along without him
Put 10 doom" He advanced towart
the cook,
"Kssp away dere, sah." storme,
the negro, as ne raised the knit
nigh over his head, "Ps a peaceab l
man tn Is reused. but rs been
bad man In my time You hear
ma caIktng mallet s,ruck hin
squarely over the eyes. II was & oyl
inder Of iignum Ntas, about fifteei
inches in length and three In diam
S+sr, banded at the ends with iron
aad rtted with small foot lon
handle at its middle. Any one VIII
has seen 4 ship carpenter or calke
~ work car understand the develop
Insnt ana mobility OF the wrist mus
0ss brought Into play. and wit
those muscles alone the carpente
had sped the mallet from his shoul
dsr WITH the speed and accuracy O
m Indians tomahawk. The COO
went down, but arose &c a moment
Emiling,-or, rather, srinning.--an
looked wildly about for his knife
which had dropped from his hand.
Fair exchange ia nae rnbbery,
said the carpenter, cooily, as
twiried the knife by is handle, IAN
thout "a trads weeDons NJ ye; bu
II ye'd have mine 20 maun 60 owe
Tia seed for II. II war no constructs
Ton armor-piercin', an caromed o
ia,