The watchman and southron. [volume] (Sumter, S.C.) 1881-1930, 1906-01-10

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for himself. We'll'-
But the recital of this utopian dream
was rudely interrupted.
"Nay, master" cried the man Saw
kins. who had done most Of the talk
ing from among the crew; I'VE go no
farther"
He was confident that he had the
backing of the men and in that conf
dence grew bold with reckless temeri-
ty. Flushed by the victory Of the morn
inc. the rum he had imbibed, intoxicat-
ed by the thought of the treasure which
was to be shared, the mar went on i'm
%pudently:
"No, Sir Harry Morgan, we've decid-
ed to follow our latest plan. Well
work this ship up to the New England
coast and wreck her there. There are
plenty Of spots where she can be cast
away safely and none to know it. Well
obey you there and no farther. We've
got enough treasure under matches to
satisfy any reasonable man. We're not
afeared O. the king if you are
"You FOOL" Numbered Morgan. "Iou
will be hanged as o as your part in
the adventure is known"
"And who is to make it known, pray?
AS you said, we are poor ignorant men.
It's nothing to us if you are marked,
and you-and you" he continued, step
ping forward and pointing successfully
at Morgan and the little band of Off
GERS who surrounded him. q BID in
the hand is worth two in the bush, we'd
have you understand, and were con
tent with what we've got. We don't
want no further cruisin'. There's no
need for US to land on the Spanish
main. We've made up our minds to
bout ship and bear away to the north
ward. Am I right, mates?'
"Aye, aye! Right you are" roared the
men, surging aft.
.sYou mutinous hound" yelled Nor
| gan, leaning forward in a perfect fury
| of rage, and his passion was something
appalling to look upon.
Hornigold ciutched at the helm,
! which had been deserted by the sea1len
| detailed to it during the course of the
hot debate. The old man cast one long,
anxious glance to windward, where a
black squal was apparently brewing.
| But he said nothing. The argument vas
between Morgan and his crew: there
| was 10 need for him to interfere.
Teach, Raveneau, yelsers and the Off
GERS drew their pistols and barred their
| swords, but most Of the crew were also
armed, and if it came to a trial OF
strength the cabin gang was so over-
whelmingly o~utnumbered that it would
have been futile to inaugurate a con-
test.
Morgan, however, was frantic with
rage. lie did not hesitate a second.
He rushed at Master Bartholomew
Sawkins, and, brave man as that sailor
was, he fairly quailed before the ter
rife incarnation Of passionate fury his
captain presented. The rest Of the
crew gave back before the furious on
set Of Sir Henry.
"You dog!.' he screamed, and before
the other realized his intention he
struck him a fearful blow in the face
with his naked fist. Always a mar Of
unusual strength, his rage had bestow-
ed upon him a herculean force. He
seized the dazed mar by the throat and
waist belt ere he fell to the deck from
the force Of the Sow and, lifting him
up, literally pitched him overheard.
Before the crew had recovered from
their establishment and terror at this
bold action the buccaneer officers
closed behind their captain, each Gov
ering the front ranks Of the men with
a pistol. At the same instant the other
men, Ringrose's crew, came showing
through the crowd, snatching such
arms as they could in the passage, al
though most Of them had to be salts
fed with Delaying pins.
We're With you, Captain Morgan"
cried one of their number. We've had
no treasure, and it seems We're not
to have a share in this either. We've
been in the south seas" continued the
speaker, a man named L'Olionois,
noted for his cruelty, rapacity and Sue
cess, land the captain speaks truly.
There are all hat can delight brave
men and a race Of towards to defend
them"
The man who had been thrown over
board had shrieked for help as he
fell. The splash he had made as he
struck the water had been followed
by another. a Spanish priest standing
by the rail had seized a grating and
thrown it to the man. Morgan took
in the situation in a glance.
"Who threw that grating?" he cried.
Il, senor," composedly answered the
priest, who understood English.
Morgan instantly snatched a pistol
from De Lussan's hand and shot the
man dead.
81 allow no one" he shouted, "to
interfere between me and the discipline
Of my men. You speak well, LOllo-
nois. And for you, hounds" he roared.