The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1907-07-11
!. The P1underers||
BY - cUTliFFE HYME. I


ID or that kind. They're bad enough aft
d our sour doctors physic, but for
lumber Of liquor and a spell of idle
h ness an old sailor would have an %
II three toes cut Off any day. How
ever he added, rising stiffiy to hi
o feet and stretching. the chief and til
d donkeyman IL see he doesn't malinge
Tor long. They are none OF them swee
On aotng another mans work, tina
gang. Heigh no! See that line OF sur
We're bringing over the lea quarter?
The Tortugas 2"
The Dry Tortugas. There's a Yam
8 kee convict station on one of them.
Don't mention it,"
Kettle srinned. We shall have mad
. enough westing soon, and then on
> course VIII be pretty nearly due north
, SO as to dodge the gulf stream as mucl
as possible, and" he added In a lowe
: tone, to get he ship as near as ma,
be to your channel into Florida before
we Jettison the crew"
w shall run into the shin tracks
from all the northern gulf ports t.
Europe"
i know, and we must take GU,
ehance or not being spotted For a
western there's a regular string OF
trafhc trailing down to the Dry Tortu-
gas. There you are for one. Look at
that old wind janmer."
He jerked with his thumb toward a
green painted wooden italian bark
which was squattering past less thar
a quarter of a mile away, right athwart
the last rays of the windy sunset. She
was driving merrily homeward, send
ing her bows into 1t until the seas
creamed against her catheads and
~darkening her jibs with brine up more
than half their height. She was me-
medically reducing sail. and a dozen
many hued picturesque tatterdemalions
We're sloft on the foretopgallant yard
hafnfner1ng the struggling canvas into
the gaskets.
The cowardly Dagos," said Kettle.
That always their way. Snug down
10 topsalis as soon as 1t gets dark, even
II there's only a catspaw blowing. BY
James, with a breeze like this I'd be
carrying royals on that old ub. And
yet" he went on, with his beard in the
heel of his fist and his eyes gazing
out over the tumbling waters, and yet
they say there used to be poetry in a
craft of that sort, while there was
never and never will be with a came
l suppose the reason is that a poet has
to be a mar who knows nothing what
ever about what he writes upon.
know that some chaps who string verse
nowadays have been on e. steamboat
and smelled the smells of her and
seen her lines and watched the men
who do the work, and yet they make
no poetry about it. But of the old
- 'H " 49, 1oouI ldIDDT 1
bars, and fair white pinions and lusty
wooden walls, and trusty hearts of
oak, why, they knew no more about
the thing than a london bobby does
OF angels. And that, / uppos was
why their stuff is called poetry and the
lubberly old wind TANNERS poetical.
You give me a smart steamboat, MI.
Cambel. There's all the romance on
ner an old sailorman's got any use for,
n he understands 1t, too, even If he
put 1t down on paper.s
L believe you're right" said Cambel
Dana or a new Michael Scott will come
ashore from upper bridge, or from
electric lighted forecastle, or al
forced draft engine room, and show
1t to us plainly, whereupon we shall
swear that we saw it for ourselves all
along. But,' he went ON. with a sud-
den froUn, for the present let that
drift. You and 1 have enough to think
In our own immediate present with
out speculatins, over a possible prophet
which is to rise"
We have, but SO much must be ar
ranged by ,he chance OF the moment
| don't see we can do much good
by talking it over now. All
ments that can be made ahead, I fancy.
we've got fixed up already. By the
way, l suppose Q are sure that your
explosion in the forehold won't be too
big. 1t would be an awkward do for
as If the old ships bottom was really
blown out in sober earnest"
The sun had gone entirely out Alto
and the young moon was sail
Ing high amid scurrying cloud banks.
the white and shifting light Patrick
CambeFs ace looked pale and anxious.
You're sure" Kettle repeated, at
won't be q case of the engineer being
with his own thingaumy? p,
mo Tn & nr,f S1I ra ~ ., MI ~. 49,. ,l-A
bothers me. You see one couldn't
quite get an expert to measure out the
precise necessary dose, and v had to
guess at It. I daren't undercharge my
bomb. II our explosion was a dzsle
ana the crew didn't set scared and run,
Orleans whether wv liked it or not, and
shed be examined. Then that intake
valve couldn't be missed. and 1t could
Mt be explained away. Man, as you
gate"
All the hilge pumps In TIE gulf OF
~ extco couldn't make Roadway against
valve once it was fairly opened.
It's the quickest ms ~cleverest way Of
seuttllag q steamboat / ever heard of
or { about. But ! don't quite see
how the valve is going to be turned,
You leave that to me-
you seem used to the game SAIL
with a half sheer.
No, I'm not,' returned the other
quickly. I've never had my fingers Ia
any hing so ugly or dirty before, and
because i dent want to have the es-
over again I'm going ess,aahs
this turn to a big profit or get killed
IN the trying. Tn tired and sick OF this
Wild bucketing life. "A woman drove
me to it but l believe If had the
70 settle down in comfort now
cpuia forget all about her and wake!
other new interests
VEIL sad Kettle. 4 hope we may
sagn OF Us buy a farm out OF this
ackst u I tell you straight T,In nnt 4
ovsrsS'est on the chancas. TO begin
Mita. Q and I can't handle this
alone. It's an absolute GER
taintY we must AVE another hand to
US. You'll have to take the wheeI1,
INA plot her through, II you can.
snouSsh that's g mighty big job for one
mainland the odds are about ten to one
Y piie her UP somewhere. I've got
pc below. AT q pinch I might drive
- snslnes, though 7 don't know much
oT the trade, u can't do that and
flre SIX two-hole boilers and wheel f
coais outsof thekburkers as we'll. Now
tHlniS the donkeyman is the chap we
sshAts He understands his way about +,
Gonsnsttere he's as strong as q winch.
ana@A fancy he knows which side his
biscuits naargarined.'.
yes, I'm with You there. Wen have