Charlevoix county herald., 1910-02-12
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mana Oh the DdCk Ol the Cuc-i, iuIChIiy
studying the pair
81 come directly from Don Castillo"
I said, quietly. facing the Yankee, and
determined to get down to business,
"and desire to speak with you alone"
His glinting eyes narrowed per-
ceptibly and his jaws crunched down
upon the tobacco in his cheek. >.
"'Tis safe enough with him." he ac-
knowledged rather ungraciously, his
voice becoming nasal as he pointed his
chin-beard toward the other. de
Nova is second officer"
/ drew back the chair and sat down,
realizing that 1 now possessed the at
tention of both.
Il have been appointed to assume
Capt Castelar's duties" I announced
quietly. do either of you care to ex-
anime my papers?"
futile spat silently into the saw
dust, while De Nova exhibited his
white teeth in grin. The eyes of the
two men met.
Il rather guess your papers won't
cut much ice in this yere affair" re-
turned the former with deliberate in
science, being as how we don't either
Of us give a tinker's dam fer Peru, If
if you'll pardon my sayin' so plainly"
His mask had disappeared as by
magic, and 1 realized instantly the
real nature of the man.
you mean no enlistment has been
made. either by you, or the men under
you?"
That's just about the size Of it,
mister" his tone full of unconcealed
contempt, his leg flung once again
over the arm of the chair. 1--WE agreed
to do this one particular job fer GER
tain consideration, but we're none of
us Peruvian sailor-men, and conse-
quently don't give a hang for your
papers. Amt that about 1t, De Nova?"
The creole nodded, still smiling
pleasantly, the blue smoke curling
lazily up from the end of his cigarette.
Evidently the two were actively en-
gagged in taking my measure, and this,
was to be a case OF man against mab,,
rather than the exercise of any della
gated authority. 1 might as well throw
my commission into the fire for any
real value it possessed here. All
right; | had met and attended to their
kind before.
Il am delighted to understand the
situation so clearly and quickly"
said, sharply, throwing note of au-
thority into my voice and manner. ut
silplifies my task. Now listen to
me, Mr.. Tuttle," giving him his formal
title, land you likewise, De Nova.
probably care as little for those pa
pers as either Of you. but, neverthe-
less, am in command. Do you both
clearly comprehend that?|I am in
command! 1t will be just as we'll for
you not to attempt any horse-play. l
am no dago sea-offlcer, but North
American sailor, and I didn't come
crawling into my first ship through a
cabin window. I've tanned mutinous
crews before now, and when I'm up
against sea-scum I can hit as hard as
the next fellow. II either Of you de-
sire to test my qualities as buckle
mate, I'm here to accommodate YOU"
Neither answered, but l read their
That's all / need to say now" I
went on. Its up to you to fish or cut
bait. You fellows have nothing to
gain by opposing me, and hope you
possess sense enough to know it. De
Nova, where have l ever met you be-
fore?"
The creole's face instantly bright
ened again, his white teeth cleaning
under the black mustache.
$50 monsieur remember" he lispod
gently, leaning forward on the table.
Il thought maybe you forget altogeth-
er bout Eat time. But l know you at
once wen you come in. 1t make me
like you was a dago steamboater. Bah,
l know you all right for sailor-man;
l know you do business"
But / am unable to place you"
mo, not yet; maybe you will wen
I say more" He spoke rapidly. ges-
ticulating with excitement. 1T was a
little ship off Hatteras; ze storm five
days, an all wreck. 1t was steamer,
wife, wiss red stacks, Eat took off re
crew, an it was hell Of a job. Eat was
re story monsieur; l was mate Of re
Cymbeline."
l knew him then instantly, my men,
DRY picturing anew the cold, gray
dawn, the green, angry seas, the help
less, sodden hulk heaving sickeningly
to its death, and those water-drenched
forms we hauled over the sinking rail
into our tossing boat. / held forth
my hand, and his brown fingers, hard
as iron. closed over it in a grip to be
felt.
Sure, it's come bach, mate" said.
II rather guess l can count on YOU"
His dark eyes met mine in frank
honesty.
trimming arms for the Cuban reyo-