Elk City mining news. (Elk City, Idaho) 1903-1913, 1906-06-09

the face Of the escaped prisoner. The
soft mass struck the man with force
sunlcient to blind him for an instant
The musket exploded harmlessly in the
air; and, ere the astonished Barker could
recover his footing, Bates had hurled
him out OF the cabin, and, crying Mutt
ny!' locked the cabin-door on the inside
The noise brought out Mrs. Vickers from
her berth, and the poor little student Of
English history ran into her arms.
Its mutiny, a'am," said Bates.
Go back to your cabin and lock sthe
door. Those bloody Williams have risen
on us! Maybe it amt so bad as it
looks; I've got my pistols with me, and
Mr.. Frere'll hear the shot anyway.
Mutiny On deck therer he cried at the
full pitch of his voice, and his brow
grew damp with dismay when hooking
laugh from above was the only response.
Thrusting the woman and child into
the state berth, the bewildered pilot
cooked pistol, and snatching a cutlass
from the arm-stand fixed to the butt of
the mast which penetrated the cabin,
he burst open the door with his foot. and
rushed to the companion-ladder Barker
had retreated to the deck and for an
instant Me thought the way was clear,
but Lesy and Russen thrust him back
with the muzzles of the loaded muskets
lie struck at Russen with the cutlass,
missed him, and, seeing the hopelessness
OF the attack, was fain to retreat
In the meanwhile, Grimes and the 9TH
er soldier had loosed themselves from
their bonds, and encouraged by the fir
ing which seemed to them q sign that
all was not vet lost, made shift to force
hot fob,
age was none of the fiercest and who
had been for years given over to that
terror of discipline which servitude 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, 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 unfor-
tunate Jones in his arms, tossed it into
the sea. Porter, you lubberr' he cried,
exhausted with the effort to lift the
pody, come and bear a hand with this
otner one! Porter advanced aghast;
put just then another occurrence claimed
the villains attention, and poor Grimes'
life was spared for that time.
hex, inwardly raging at this unexpect-
ed resistance on the part of the pilot,
hung himself on the skylight. and tore il
up bodily AS he did so, Barker. who
had reloaded his musket, fred 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. 1t was their
hair-breadth escape which drew from the
agonlzed 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 abhorrence 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 villainw he cried
What's the odds?' asked Barker.
sulkily. "She must die anyway, sooner
or later"
Rex put his head down the skyliaht.
and called on Bates to surrender: but
Bates only drew his other pistol "Would
you commit murderY' 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. |
Its 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 give you my word you shan't be
injured"
will you set the majors lady and
child ashore, then?" asked Bates, sturd-
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 l 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. "Ac-
cept Mr.. Bates" she said, "sincs it
must be SO. We should gain nothing by
refusing. We are at their mercy-0od
help us!'
Amen to that" says Bates under hls
breath; and then, aloud, I'VE agrsss"
Put 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 a shawl, ma'am, or something"
says Bates, and hat for missy"