The Spokane press. [volume] (Spokane, Wash.) 1902-1939, 1908-03-16
VOYAGE OF THE PULO WAY
RECORD STRANGE ooMes AT M
BY CARLTON DAVE Copyright by r. F ennS Co.

| out sharply. '1'll speak to him
presently" T.
But Hayling, who seemed half
| mad with the horror andii excite
ment, continued to say some ex-
tremely foolish things. l saw the
captains eyes harden, and Judging
his movements, guessed what was
coming. Nor did l draw Hayling
aside a moment too soon. The bull
few yards away, would certainly
have gone clean through him.
For Gods sake, Hayling." inn
plored, come aft and try to con.
tain yourself. You can do no good
here. and they are in no mood to
brook interference"
He looked at me, and a strange
smile played in his eyes. IA
Il admit it, old man; am an in
fernal fool. But could have gone
for an army them
BY this time we were well
and consequently in no immediate
danger from the captain. who, for
tunately for us, had other work in
hand.
AS the Pulo Way began to move
slowly towards the wreckage, we
saw that those who had not been
carried down with her, or who had
not been blown up, were clinging
to the prOmiscuous bits of timber
which were floating about. Some
even had their lifebelts on, and as
they bobbed up and down they
frantically waved to us and called
for help in the most heartrending
fashion. / think | must have count
ed some eight or nine persons in
the water, and | was beginning to
wonder what capt. Macshiel would
do with them. when l saw the two
nearest us let 60 the spar to which
they were clinging and begin to
swim towards u.s. They were two
white men, the young officer who
had recognized Hayling being one;
the other was pale-faced fellow,
who looked like a fireman or
greaser.
On they came in gallant fashion,
though encountered with their
clothes, until they were within
some 90 yards of us, and I could
already see the alternate flashes
of hope and despair which swept
their faces. Then of sudden two
shots rang out almost simpltane-
ously. The pale-faced man, clapped
his hand to his face and the mo-
ment before he sank saw, the red
blood trickle through his fingers.
The young officer wildly threw up
his arms, and half rose out of. the
water. AS he did so he showed
crimson mark on his throat. /,
What followed was horrible be-
yond words. Shot after shot rang
out, and one after another the poor
wretches let go their hold and
sank. Unable longer to witness
this fearful massacre, turned
away and hid my face in my hands.
But though l might shut out the
actual sight, l could not shut out
the memory of it; and / know not
which was the harder to bear, the
seeing or the Imagination.
Hayling came across to me and
dragged me back to the side, and
without speaking pointed to an OBJ
ject which floated some little dis
lance ahead. At first / thought it
was a new, bright kind of seaweed,
but the sun, flashing on 1t as 1t
rose on the crest of swell, show
ed 1t to be a woman's hair.
God Almighty"
1t was the girl, the girl with the
white, scared face who had watch
ed us from the poop of the Chung
Tong, and even as written here the
exclamation escaped me.
I'm going forward" said Hay
ling; and l knew that the man who
shot at her would have to answer
to the second mate. l, just as ex-
cited as he, bound after him. and
as I passed under the break of the
bridge I heard Gupp yell out:
Don't shoot at her! She's alive!"
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