Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1907-07-04
Out rolled into the bright circle tho
body OF the donkeyman.

cap In assent, but added that he was
no mutineer. I'm your a captain"
We carrying out the crews wishes than
going agin them. Yen be dealt by
honestly. alphabetically. yes. better
than We ever have been in this world
yet or ever will be again. It's a chance
that won't come of six years of sun
days-an-the steamer will be lost at
say. Bowed to rivuts an ould iron by
a conspirator's bomb. It's a most
natural ending OF her."
Kettle stared at the donkeyrnan with
his mouth agape and his eyes standing
out of his head. His face was thrust
out at full neck's length; his fingers
beat a vague tattoo On the white iron
rail of the bridge.
Then the crews original spokesman
lifted up his unlucky voice for the
econd time: "Ach. friends. We're
Wasting minutes. We hat made up IL
mindts. Why should we not go and
tivide ter cold without furder pother:
Coco ole man. Gu bist gerichring. you'll
come and scramble for d share like ter
rest of us. Won't YOU"
Slowly Captain Kettle stiffened. His
eyes lost their tare and glinted IN
pleasant fire in their more proper or
bits; his lower jaw closed up with a
snap; his fists slid to his Jacket pockets
and gripped there.
You painted Dutchman!" The words
came snarled through clinched teeth.
The crew rustled uneasily.
DO l live to heal IL set of logs like
you debating to me? Does any man
here think he's going to have an inch
of his own way aboard of me-
Come, Captain Kettle" said the
quartermaster who had talked before.
don't be unreasonable. The Dutch
man means we'll. though he didn't put
1t Bristol fashion. And besides we've
made up our minds to share in that
gold. and you'd better chip in ard share.
TOO. without a dust. tn be a deal
comfortable for all hands, and besides
it's got to be one anyway. We're all
determined, II We're too many for
you. even if Mr.. Cambel does stand in
or your side"
Kettles face lit up with joy OF bat
tie. Are you. by James," he snapped.
We'll see about that. I'd handle twice
your number to my own cheek and
day. I've done it before on a dashed
sight uglier lot than o and came out
toDside and I'm going to do 1t again
now. NIr. Gamblers with me. too. this
time. and We've ,got-20L bullets among
US thatll all go home in somebody's
ribs before n of you get at hand
grips with US. Now. just play on that.
you cum. There's not a one OF you got
a pistol"
"Oh, haven't WEI" commented a nasal
voice on the outskirts of the crowd. Il
guess you're out there. mister. I'm
heeled for one"
"Crack!"
The man shrieked and fell in a limp
heap on the deck. His weapon clat-
tered down beside him. Kettle kept his
smoking pistol muZzle raised steady as
an iron wrist could hold it.
The others instinctively drew at first
away from the fallen man. but n
r4f nyNp -~
plucky than the rest. darted forward
to regain the fallen revolver. AS his
fingers closed owe 1t his eyes instinc-
lively sought the bridge. Cambel had
his revolver sighted over the crook of
ain elbow. Kettle his at arms length.
Both We're covering him.
"Fling that thing overheard, or youth
be dead before o can wink"
The crews only revolver spun
through the air and hit the water with
a tinkling splash.
Now. stand forward. the two fools
who nave been your spokesman"
The crowd stood like men petrifed.
brown OF you!"
The quartermaster in the cardigan
Jacket stepped out OF his own accord.
undefant 10 and white. The German
was hustled to his side.
Have you got a coin. quartermas-
ter?"
mo. SIR
Have you-sausage?"
Yes, herr"
Then spin 1t out. and do you, quar-
termaster, call to him. And mind Won
call right, because I'm going to shoot
the loser. and perhaps you're the least
useless of the two. Spin confound YOU.
Spin. sausage. or. by James. ri shoot
you where you stand and settle Il that
way"
The German put something between
his dished palms and shook it violently.
then clinched n hand and thrust Il
u INTO the full blnze of the lamp light.
The q~uartermnster cried heads. The
other ~unwrapped his grimy fingers with
slow Jerks and showed. The coin was
a h%alfpenny. Britannia uppermost. The
eyes lost thei stare and glinted un-
quartermaster buttoned his cardigan
Jacket and drew himself up to face
the upper bridge.
Hold up your hand"
It shot up to the full lenght, finRsrs
splayed u Then. crack, ana a buliet
ripped through the middle Of the peim.
me FELLOW let out a short yelp Of sur
prise n clasped the wounded member
tightly under his armpit. The men
around MN. utterly cowed. stood in
tie from the bridge. waved slow Dat.
terms over them with a revolver murxie.
Then he crammed both apo INTO
his jacket pockets again and rave or.
ders sharply and with crispness.
Watc below. get forward and turn
IN. watch on duty. so to your posts.
Quartermaster Of the watch tumhle IN
here. Southwest Inc by SOU"
a qua~rter-naster ran briskly up the
bridge ladder. "
"s'west ana SOU. It II, SIR" he n.
Piled. 1t was the only comment anv
Onn nA tAA 49, AJ
on his method.
Continued Next Weekly
Quite Natural.
From tho New York Evening Mail
Rudyard Kipling undoubtedly got his wit