The White Pine news. [volume] (Ely, Nev.) 1906-1910, 1907-04-11

they know the first thing about ciplo.
mates? Tell 'em that TO prerare Tor
peace we makes war"
War 1t u.s. said Hagt. and he
launched himself at crowd of French.
men, as his mates came tumbling
down the hill.
The fight was short. sharp, and pref
ty decisive, for TIE Potlucks crew
numbered ten able seamen, one or.
binary seaman, and two boys. or. with
the captain and the two mates, six
teen in all Again this array there
were twenty-one Frenchmen, and
though Hart. in his first onslaught,
knocked down two. he was himself
stretched out by third armed with
z broken hand-spike. And SimcoX fed
with the Infatuated foreigners at his
heels. The true battle tfor this was
? but an affair of outpostsl Joined on
the crest OF the rise, and in five min
utes the English were in fight for the
shelter of the piled up Potluck. Old
Jones was keeled over once, but Lam
pert and Mackenzie dragged him
away and got him down to the ship.
He swore most terribly.
"'Ere's pretty kettle o fish, said
he at last; "a pretty lot | as to my
back to let few Trenches lick 'em
this way. What's the good o. diplo-
MATES II my men 'asn't the CUTS to
support me? Where's that Simcox?
Here, sir" said the ambassador.
who told you to start row." de
manded the skipper. Don't you know
your duty? You was to give EN- the
hultimatum and retire dignifed. Do
YOU call it retirin' dignified to run and
heller like bull-calf?'
Simcox looked sulky and injured.
How was to look dignifled with
six of 'em after me-and two with
knives and one with meat chopper
he asked. "And as for startln rough
house, twas Hart as done IT..
where's Hart?" yelled the Gutfin.
"'Ere, Art. where are you?' said
the crowd.
81 believe he's prisoner said
Lampert.
"Oh, Lord" satd the crowd, but
Jack never 'ad no discretion
I'VE must ave him liberated" said
the skipper firmly. mo man of mine
must be In the ands Of them mutilat-
In French. Simcox, you'll ave to go
to EN- again and open n'gotiashuns!"
mo. sir" said Simcox, 'if you'll ex-
cuse me. I'll do nothin' of the sort.
I've had my I'LL of bein' ambassador"
This is mut'ny" said the skipper;
''but under the painful national cir
cumstances | shan't do nothin' but or
der you to your cabin, where you'll
consider yourself in custody"
Simcox looked greatly relieved, and
went without delay.
MIR. Lampert. you'll be hambassa-
DOR" said the old man, after drink
of brandy.
The mate looked the skipper up and
down.
.I'll see You further fret" he cried.
'"Twas you that started the row and
the trouble, and yon can get out of it
as you like"
This is rank mut'ny' sa'd the skip
per, land you could be II Or refusin
duty. But under the painful nash'nal
circumstances you can retire to your
cabin and be your own bloomin' police
man till peace is restored, when I'll
try and sentence you. you ruin and
scuttle swine you
"Oh, that's all right" said the mate
contemporary.
Now, men," said the skipper thick
ly. what | wants is 'earty support.
Who'll volunteer for to be hambassa-
dor?"
The crew looked at each other and
shook their heads. They scuffied with
Uneasy feet on the lopsided deck.
They're standin' upon the Ill as
thick as pea-stlcks, said one Of the
boys
Speak hup." roared the skipper.
The crew showed old Vac in front.
We've reyolved the notion up and
over" said Mac. "and we've come to
the conclusion, sir. there amt nothin'
to be got by sendin' ignorant men like
me on such errands."
The skipper hiccupped angrily.