The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1910-07-26
a Hairbrsadth Escape From Death

Copyright, 1910, by American Press
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i Copyright, 1910, by American Press 4.
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As the Ylang rounded the headland
noticed them of to the starboard,
two hulks, red with rust, awash under
the branches Of the big trees that grew
In dense forest far out into the shall
low water OF the lagoon. One steamer
was wedged in between great boles,
the tops Of its masts showing oddly
above the oyerhanging greenery. The
other lay well over upon it's side, like
some portly marine monster that had
taken shelter there from the tropic
sun. How any person not positive
idiot could have blundered into such
place passed my comprehension.
The repeated blasts from our whistle
had reused the owner of the cocoanut
grove that was to furnish Us our car
so. and presently the white drill suit
and pith helmet which we always asso-
ciate with the white man In the trop-
1cs appeared in the stern Of boat
which glided out from under the trees.
Before our gangplank was fairly low
cred tall, rawboned young English
man, distinctly Of the gentleman"
type, came over the ships side and
introduced himself as Shackleford, the
man with whom l had contracted to
carry load Of nuts to Liverpool.
mo, ] haven't black on the place."
he explained In response to an inquiry
Of mine as we took our places in his
Cinnamon, and started for bis bunga-
low, whose corrugated roof blazed In
the intense sunlight through rift In
the cocoanut grove. TT costs three
times as much for Chinese labor, but
for some reason can't get niger to
come near the plantation"
'That's strange"
wait till tonight and you'll hear as
horrible row as you ever heard. Then
youn know. The mountains back
there are alive with apes. That Is
why put up twenty-five foot high
barbed wire fence"
That evening we were sitting In the
bungalow, slipping whisky and soda
and swapping yarns about Penang,
when volley of barks. sharp as the
rattle Of musketry, made me spring up
In alarm.
Shackleford put down bis glass and
haw-hawed. Its only those blasted
apes" he explained when he had man.
aged to control bis mirth. "Take down
that rife and come along"
Armed with Winchesters, we made
our way to the edge of the grove near
est the spur of the mountain. AS we
approached chorus of snarls greeted
rs, and In the clear starlight I saw
host Of Infatuated apes hurting them
selves against the barbed wire fence.
For time the brutes paid little heed
to our fusillade. Then. under the lead
ership Of huge gray ape, they broke
and made for cover.
The great grizzled brute was the last
to retire, and at the edge Of the jungle
it turned and gibbered at us In a way
that made my flesh creep. 1t seemed
to voice the fathomless hatred of the
whole jungle world for the usurper
man.
The next morning on our way back
to the steamer / asked Shackleford
about the two wrecks
"Oh, / fancy the fool captains could
not steer straight" he replied lightly.
''Longstreth-that's the chap I bought
the grove from-said that both ships
were loaded with cocoanuts. He would
not talk much about it, though-too
sour to talk about anything"
Later, to satisfy my curiosity,
rowed over and had a look at the
hulks, and as examined them noted
two facts that kept me specializing for
days. Before either steamer went into
its present position the boats had been
hastily slashed away, and there wasn't
single cocoanut to be seen in either
hold.
That night spent ashore again with
Ehackieford. and when returned to
my ship the following morning found
1t in an ominous state of excitement
Usually the Chinese portion Of it oc-
cupied the forward part of the main
deck, eating and sleeping in the cor
ners among the steam winches. The
lascars had always claimed the fore
castle head. where their tall, gaunt
bodies and swathed heads seemed an
inseparable part of the ship. Now. how
ever, race and caste were forgotten.
and turbans and pigtails mingled pro-
miscuously in groups that whispered
eagerly In dozen corners.
At sight Of me they quickly dis
persed, but with those two rusty hulks
looming up yonder as object lessons l
took prompt measures to forestaIl
possible mutiny. Summoning the first
mate-a half caste from Calcutta that
had picked up in Penang when
Macpherson died of cholera-I locked
the door behind him, left my revolver
on the table, where he could mediate
upon its use as we talked. and then
asked him a few pointed questions
he turned white under his dinky skin.
but soon pulled himself together and
began to lie to me. l knew it by the
way his eyelids fiickered The bny
was too hot for even a Chinaman to
live on; the lagoon was full Of sharks:
the typhoon season was coming on
these and dozen other reasons for
leaving at once slipped from his oily
tongue and left me more puzzled than
ever.
After that experience spent no
moro nights ashore, but watched con-
tinually for the slightest hint Of re-
bellion. Early the next morning when
the cocoanuts began to arrive on the
big bamboo RATS 1 noted with a grin
Of satisfaction that all hands set to
work packing them into the hold with
an alacrity which they had never be-
fore manifested In my service.
Taking on cargo occupied a week.
and during that time never left the
ships deck farther than the cabin.
The following evening we put out to
sea, the men working like demons to
get away before night shut down,
Shackleford laughing all the while at
their eagerness to be rid of what he
declared to be "the finest spot east Of
Suez." His Chinamen-I shall never
forget that last glimpse of them
sQuatted upon the empty bamboo RATS,
their cues wound about their unshaved
heads, the sweat still streaming down
their naked bodies to the fiimsy cotton
pantaloons corded about their waists,
and viewed our departure out of their
narrow eyes with features as impas-
sive as those of stone Buddha.
What did they know about the two
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