Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1907-07-06
,lng. You eowardly hounds! Oh,

shipping. You cowardly houndsI Oh,
you trust me-
The men skunk back into the alley
way again out of shot of the shippers
tongue, and the engineers, plucking up
COURAGE first, led the way below. Some
one clattered shovel on a firebar
Instinct made the trimmers obey the
signal and they went TO the bunk ers
The firemen followed and the steam
gauge remounted before ii had received
any appreciabe check. 1t was all an
affair Of five minutes
Kettle passed "a forefnger around the
inside OF his shirt collar and strolled
across with Cambol to where the deck
chairs straddled in the shade.
They're "A holy crew, aren't they?"
said the master OF the Port Edes.
Il think they're what we want We
should be rather out OF it with a pluCky
lot who insisted on standing by us
at pinch"
"Oh, don't you make any error about
that" replied Kettle. They'd have
been shaky anyway, but this bogus
clockwurk devil Of yours fixes them to
"a nicely. It'll be every Jack for him
self when the scare comes. and Davy
Jones takes the steamer and the 9TH
ers. Oh, they'll run like a warren of
rabbits The hrutes!"
Kettle broke of abruptly and stared
moodily over the gulf stream lying
fish got out of the blue water and ran
across the ripples like a silver rat A
school of porpoises snorted leisurely
up from astern and passed the steamer
as though she had been at anchor. And
the tangles of gulf weed noated past
like reefs OF tawny coral
Do you ever read poetry" the skip
per suddenly asked.
Cambel slowed round his head and
stared. The idea Of this vinegar
mouthed little savage talking Of poetry
very nearly made him break into wild
laughter With AN effort he steadied
his face and said quietly, Sometimes.
I'm glad of that Somehow / hadn't
dared ask you before, but now / know,
Mr.. Cambel, ! like you all the better.
II gives us something in common we
can talk about without being ashamed.
We can't very well discuss the other
matter which binds US together and
respect ourselves AT the same time" \
quite right You and l. captain are
shouldered TO common piracy by the
force of circumstances but / always
kick myself when ] think about IT,
There's no glamour Of romance about
our intended villainy or the way it's
being led up to-"
Not bit. Byron wrote about
pIIaSy, pu' 10y ron was no seaman anu
~ uI"" h4oE ""1, iaNlhs crew
- ',.lei q on ~ .'Ii'ui Ii 81 an
uIe NoIlu pIt; aiu alWaS ) mas oeSh'
earth TO handle, has 10 make himself
the cruelest brute on earth If he wants
- - Sur,eeu' uililN ~ I@l'al @ WHICii put
ne ne ou. oL HAlns WIN bSion ana an
'uoae poe'S NH' NC , wien apout
~ 1"NeiI,eIlt ~. a. sea. Hey give wrong
luSd ~ i'eH l'IoSiNc" anu %ouols' anu
MltH 'HeS bet 'dlhlhs uu SnVp lneS Ie
tlld' ilaIC ur@1e anu apSuII ltey MAKE
one llISu. 80 NI, a,loeL give me q
Iailu poe NHo .aIhS apoul IdIII'S ana
3.ilIli oSes anu lllhlIHS proohS ana
'IHusS Ne unueL slehuS' anu WIN thaI
man i can Sil lhrHusH TWO watches on
IHu' heduIIls MN may maze me Ieel
~" pu' II "'S0N "a" " man iaIih 70
ne lnai way soIIieulAea' GU see; Mr.
'"'lpeL Souit'e OF TOW WIN
ilu'illouS ere" 's JuSI meat ana drink
20 me, eS' slI' 'hal 'he klld OF
pIu'' am
They chatted and basked during the
rest Of the afternoon, while the two
mates off watch painted ironwork, and
the crew off duty grumblcd and smoked
and slept in the stutiy forecastle The
cabin tea came Kettle at the head Of
the table preserved a sour silence, and
Cambel and the mates among them
strained civility. And then skipper and
supernumerary officer returned TO their
canvas beside the fiddle on the bridge
deck.
The gulf stream ripped over the
steamers wake astern, and the small
wavelets of a calm licked the yellow
rust stains which patched her sweeping
flank. Before them the narrow sea was