Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1906-01-19

had retreared To the deck, and for an
instant he thought the way was clear
but Lesly and Russen thrust him back
with the muzzles of the loaded muskets.
He struck at Russen with the cutlass,
missed him, and, seeing the hopelessness
of the attack, was fain to retreat.
In the meanwhile Grimes and tho 9TH
err soldier had loosed themselves from
their bonds, and encouraged by the mr.
ing which seemed to them a sign that
all was not yet lost, made shift to force
up the fore-hatch. Porter, whose cour-
age was none of the fercest, and who
had been for years given over to that
terror Of discipline which seryitude in
duces, made but a feeble attempt at re-
sistance, and forcing the handspike from
him, the sentry, Jones, rushed aft to help
the pilot. AS Jones reached the waist,
Cheshire, a cold-blooded blue-eyed man,
shot him dead. Grimes fell over the
corpse and Cheshire clubbing the mus
ket coolly battered his head as he lay,
and then Selling the body of the uEtor-
tunate Jones in his arms, tossed it into
the sea. Porter, you lubber" he cried,
exhausted with the effort to lift the
DodJs COLC UCdL a AdAu Will tAAAS
other oner Porter advanced aghast;
but just then another occurrence claimed
the villains attention, and poor Grimes
life was spared for that time.
Rex, inwardly raging at this uneXpect-
ed resistance on the part of the pilot,
flung himself on the skylight, and tore it
up bodily. AS he did so, Barker, who
had reloaded his musket, fired down into
the cabin. The ball passed through the
stateroom door, and, splintering the
wood, buried itself close to the golden
curls of poor little Sylvia. It was their
hair-breadth escape which drew from the
agonized mother that shrek which, peal
ing through the open stern windows, had
reused the soldiers in the boat.
Rex, who by the virtue Of his dandy
ism, yet possessed some adherence of
useless crime, imagined that the cry was
one of pain, and that Barker's bullet had
taken deadly effect. you've killed the
child, you villainv' he cried.
whats the odds?" asked Barker,
sulkily. "She must die anyway, sooner
or later
Rex put his head down the skylight,
and called on Bates to surrender; but
Bates only drew his other pistol. "Would
you commit murder?" he asked, looking
round with desperation in his glance.
"No no." cried some of the men, will
ing to blink the death of poor Jones.
cts no use making things worse than
| they are. Bid him come up and We'll
do him no harm"
"Come up Mr.. Bates" says Rex,
''and I give you my word you shan't be
| injured
Twill you set the majors lady and
child ashore, then? p asked Bates, stuFd-
| lily facing the scowling brows above him.
eyes"
| Bates, hoping against hope for the re-
| turn of the boat, endeavored to gain
| time. "Shut down the skylight, then, !"
said he, with the ghost of an authority
| in his voice, until ask the lady,"
| This, however, John Rex refused to
| do. "You can ask well enough where
you are" he said
But there was no need for Mr.. Bates
| to put question. The door Of the state
room opened, and Mrs. Vickers appeared,
trembling, with Sylvia by her side. Gao
cept, Mr.. Bates" she said, "since it
| must be so. We should gain nothing by
refusing. We are at their mercy-God
| help us!''
amen to that" says Bates under his
| breath; and then, aloud, "We agree!'
'sPut your pistols on the table and
come up, them" says Rex, covering the
| tables with his musket as he spoke.
''Nobody shall hurt you"
Mrs Vickers, pale and sick with ter
ror, passed rapidly under the open sky
| light, and prepared to ascend. Sylvia
chung to her mother with one hand, and
| with the other pressed close to her little
| bosom the English History
"Get shawl, a'am, or something"
| says Bates, "and hat for missy"
"Who's to command the brig now 2"
asked undaunted Bates, as they came
| up.
81 am says John Rex; "and with
| these brave fellows I'll take her round
| the world"
"What are you going to do with us?"
| asked Bates.
leave you behind. Come, look
alive there! Lower away the jolly
| boat. Mrs. Vickers, go down to your
| cabin, and get anything you want. I
| am compelled to put you ashore, but I
| Clothes" Bates listened, in a sort Of
| dismal admiration, at this courtly con-
| Wet. He could not have spoken like
| that had life depended on it. 'Now, my
| little lady" continued Rex, ''run down
| with your mamma, and don't be fright
| ened."
CTo be continued.)