Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1909-08-12

on ze bridge so not see very much.
but Bill he tell me how it was. He
say Tuttle sneak up benin you twice,
like he would hit you In re back. Once,
wen you was right by re rail, Bill, he
sung out to you, SO as to make you
look round. Maybe you will remem-
Der Eat, monsieur"
nodded, beginning now to grasp
the full gravity of these revelations.
"Bill he not got mooch use for you,
Mons. Stephens" the speaker went on,
smiling grimly, IAN won't have vile
his head ache, but he was no dam
fool. He know wat 1t mean IL you
was knock out. BY gar. it be hell! If
Tuttle was OF his nut, you was re only
navigator on re ship, an 1t not do for
US lose bose. Eat was wy Bill he
care; he not want to die in zis sea;
by gar, non! Well, after vile you
go below, an zen re first officer did ze
damnedest sing ever saw on re ship.
He busted into ze fo'c'stle, monsieur,
wizout any invite from any man Jack
o. 'em, an pumped down on his knees
by Snyder's bunk, an begun to pray.
Mon Dteu, wonder zey- not murder
him. Larsen come out, an beg Bill.
an me to take him out, but he pray
all re time till we dump him in his
own cabin. He not fight, he JUS pray.
Sainte Marie! 1t make me sick; an
re men zey talk, an ask question"
He paused. passing one hand across
his eyes. But Eat not re worst, mon
sieurzsacre, non! he see re ghost"
de Nova" 1 said, quietly, you
have said / was an educated man.
Well / have some reason to believe
you are, also. and first Of all ! should
like to know why you pretend other
wise? Why do you endeavor to talk
like focstle hand?"
He hung in the wind, surprised both
by my direct question and the sudden
change of topic. Then the old smile
came back to his lips.
Maybe 1t was habit, monsieur, from
u year passed in Eat sort Of COM
| pany."
Il was correct then in believing you
have received more than an ordinary
education?"
II took re classical course in re col
lege at Martinique, an zen two year
Of re train for re priesthood. Out,
monsieur" His eyes wandered out
over the empty waters. Zen re sea
call me, an maybe re devil also. Eat
was re whole Of IT,"
yet you believe in ghosts?'
The creole crossed himself
"Sacre, know not wat / believe.
But it make re blood chill to hear Tut
tie tell wat he see down zare in ze
cabin. Re question not wat believe,
monsieur; 1t wat We do wiz him?"
struck the rail with my fist, vexed
at my own inability to take the initia-
tive.
Yes, that's the issue, De Nova" I
returned quickly, "but. I'm not the one
to decide it. I've known what would
do from the first, II had the power.
Tuttle's insanity was not necessary to
make me act-his brutality to those
women below, his shanghaiing me into
this fool scheme, were enough. l am
for taking possession of the vessel,
even il we have to lash him to his
BERTH"
Eat was not to be done, monsieur"
"And why not? Must we sail with
. mailman? This 10 no regular voy.
age: not man aboard has signed %,
pers. futile 10 no better than .
pirate. and to overthrow him and as
snme control Of the yacht would not
be mutiny. We might sail straight
back to Valparaiso and not thing
could be done with us"
The mate, shufled from one foot to
the other, his black eyes hardening.
Nov, see here. Mons. Stephens" he
burst out, "zat was only re half Of It.
Sure we not regular crew. but we part
ners. Eat was 20 way 1t IL. We take
re big chance for ze profit Zose sail
or-men for'ard have Messing agains' zis
futile. ley sink he tell truth. May
be zey sink him a bit queer in re head,
maybe zey not like his praying. or his
talk Of re spirits, but 80 long he sail
xe ship all right, zey stick wiz him.
Eat all zey kn0w--how sail xe ship;
dam ~ rest! ley believe wat he tell.
zey divide zose pesos every watch be-
low. Eats 1t. II I'VE lay hand on ze
mate, BY gar, 70 lads fight for him till
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