Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1909-08-18
z1M1sREpUB1IoAN MARsHAIInowy IOWA. AUGUST IS, 1909
mistook me for another ghost, but
took the initiative.

mistook me for another ghost, but /
took the initiative.
Il have been investigating the ~
rangement of things below, Anderson"
said, In explanation; rather odd
way in which the yacht is cut up. Did
you know there was passage leading
all the way aft?"
The boatswain shook his head. too
surly naturally to answer.
well. possibly you know whether
or not similar passage leads forward
into the forecastle!"
There's q bulkhead door over
there" he returned. indicating by
q gesture spot concealed by the
donkey pump, "but don't know
where 1t goes, only it's dark as hell"
1T comes out under the forecastle,
SIR" broke in coal HEAVIER named
Davis. 'Leastwise there's a trap in
the deck there. with ladder leadin'
down."
'TM finish the trip through, then.
for like to know what Is under my
feet when command q vessel. Where
AZ @AS OA0AA0Clp kAuuSTSOu.
He waved his big hairy hand in the
direction of the boilers.
Went to his bunk to lie down for
an hour; he was about all in"
Are you capable of standing watch
alone In an engine room?"
The fellow grinned, his bulldog law
protruding.
well, I've had to do it on this trip
whether I'm capable or not. That
fellow can't stand 1t in here night an
day without no rest. I know how to
start an stop her, an watch the wa
ter gauge. II anything else goes
wrong he's easy enough called"
So it was Mcknight who was play
Ing the antics of ghost on board;
Mcknight who had discovered that
unusual passageway through the bulk
heads; Mcknight who had conceived
the idea that in this manner he could
brighten us into turning back. Well.
truly. did not altogether blame the
man, and, now that my own fear Of
the supernatural was allayed, did not
feel any desire to punish him severely.
Still, his masquerade must stop be.
fore he thoroughly demoralized the
crew, frightening them beyond all
my power of control.
discovered the door concealed be.
hind the donkey engine, left it slightly
ajar behind me, and stepped forward
Into the black passage. had CROPPED
along to the very foot of the ladder,
feeling nothing but bare walls, and
hearing no sound except the slush Of
bilge water, when suddenly an mar.
ticulate cry sounded almost directly
above; something, hatch cover pos
sibly, seemed to settle into place, and
the ladder shook under my hand.
drew back a step, permitting the fell
low to come down until he reached
the floor. My eyes, accustomed to the
gloom. enabled me to dimly perceive
his shape. It was no more than a
formless smudge he made, but I
struck straight for what seemed to be
the head. and landed with force, that
dropped him like log. In an instant
I was on top. clasping the canvas
sheet he wore tightly about his arms,
and throttling him against the deck.
He fought like a wild bull for mo-
ment. thoroughly frightened and
whimpering. dazed by the suddenness
Of attack. yet following the animal
instinct of struggle for life.
Damn you, Mcknight, lie still" I
painted. 1--WE got you, and you might
just as well take your medicine, my
man. Yes. that's gun you feel, and
know how to use IT.. So you're the
ghost of the Sea Queen, are you? I
guess you know what this means If I
turn you over to those fellows, don't
you?"
He groaned, and ventured to re-
lease my grip on his throat, finging
back the canvas from his head.
sit up. Well, I'll tell you, Mcknight
you would probably go overheard to
feed the fishes. Do you recognize
me?"
Eyes. sir" managing to find his
voice for the first time. you're MT.
Stephens"
Right yon are, and you can bless
your lucky stars that am the one