Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1907-07-06
Know your own business, best But ~
very expensive stuff"

Know your own business, BEST But ~
very expensive stuff"
GLOW much?' inquired the other.
"Well, they won't sell more than two
shillings' worth at time" said the
cook, trying to speak carelessiy, "but
IL you like to let me 1--WE the money
I'll go ashore to the chemists and get
the first lot now"
emotions, which the other tried In
vain to decipher.
Then he slowly extracted the amount
! from his trousers pocket and handed
1t over without q word.
'I'n go at once" said the cook, with
little feeling, land I'll never take a
man at his word ag'ln, Jen."
He ran blithely up on deck and,
stepping ashore, spat on the coins for
luck and dropped them in his pocket.
Down below Mr.. Lister, with his chin
In his hand, sat In state of mind
pretty evenly divided between rage
and fear.
|
company missed the rest Of the crew
by two public houses and, having pur-
chased a baby's teething powder and
removed the label, had Il congratula-
tory drink or two before going on board
again. A chatter of voices from the
forecastle warned him that the crew
had returned, but the tongues ceased
abruptly as he descended, and three
pairs Of eyes surveyed him in grim
silence.
whats up7" he demanded.
"Wot ave you been dom to poor
old JemY' demanded Henshaw sternS
"Nothin'," said the other shorty.
you amt been p'isoning 'im?" de-
!! manded Henshaw.
| Certainly not" said the cook en-
phatically.
"He SEES you told i'm you p'isoned
'im," said Henshaw solemllly, land he
give you 2 shillings to get something
to cure i'm. It's too late now"
"WhatY stammered the bewtldered
cook.
He looked round anxio,lsly at the
men. They were all very grave, and
the silence became oppressive.
Where Ia heS2" he demanded.
| Henshaw and the others EXCHANGED
glances.
"He's gone mad" said he slowly.
| "Mad?" repeated the Mortified cook,
and, seeing the aversion Of the crew,
in broken voice he narrated the way
in which he had been victimized.
"Well, you've done It now" said
| Henshaw, when he had finished. "He's
gone right orr 'is ed"
Where is he?" inquired the cook.
where you can't follow him." said
the other slowly.
| 'HeavenY hazarded the unfortunate
cook.
mo; shippers bunk" said Lea.
ooh, can't foller 'im?" said the
cook, starting up. 'I'll soon ave i'm
out o. that"
Better leave i'm alone" said Hen
shaw. "He was that wild we couldn't
do nothing with i'm, singing an larfin'
and crying all together-I certainly
thought he was p'isoned."
"I'll swear amt touched him." said
/ the cook
| well, you've upset his reason" said
| Henshaw. ''There'll be an awful row
| when the skipper comes aboard and
!, finds i'm in is bed"
"Well. come an 'elp me to get i'm
out" said the cook.
II amt going to be mixed up In It"
said Henshaw, shaking his head.
Don't you, BILL" said the other two.
"Wot the skipper II say don't
know" said Henshaw. Anyway It'll
be said to you, not u.s.
"1'll go and get i'm out IL he was
five madmen." said the cook, compress
ing his lips.
You'll harve to carry i'm out, then"
said Henshaw. II don't wish you no
'arm, cook, and perhaps it would be
as well to get i'm out afore the skipper
or mate comes aboard. If 1t was mo
I know what should do"
"What?" inquired the cook breath
lessly.
Draw sack over his head" said
Henshaw impressively. He'll scream
like blazes as soon as you touch him
and rouse the folks ashore If you
don't. Besides that, If you draw it
we'll down It'll keep his arms fast"
The cook thanked him feryently and,
routing out sack, rushed hastily on
deck, his departure being the signal
for Mr.. Henshaw and his friends to
make preparations for retiring for the
night SO hastily as almost to SAVIOR OF
panic
The cook, after a hasty glance
ashore, went softly below with the
sack over his arm and felt his way in
the darkness to the shippers bunk.
The sound OF deep and regular breath
ing treasured him, and without undue
haste he opened the mouth of the sack
and gently raised the sleeper's head.