Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-11-06

mere was SnOut lot ara, ana looked 10
see Henderson and Straughan coming up
from the fo'c'sle. The noise of their coming
had startled the old woman, and now they
Mr. Larrabee and the inventor were on
deck by this time. Don't hurt her!" sang
out my owner, as he saw the divers grapple
the hag. He started for'ard, with Mr. Bel
den in his wake. AS we ran, we caught the
milk white CLINT of the silver flask in the old
woman's hands. "Ha! She's brought it
back, Eccles!'' said Mr. Larrabee.
| got his ear: THE men are near mu-
tiny l told him. "They think it's a
double Jonah If"
I'll show them!" he broke in. "Call all
hands to the saloon in ten minutes, and
We'll settle this business once for ALL" And
with that he bowed to the bag as to fine
lady, signing to the divers to let her CO.
She glared at him with venomous eyes.
and clapped hand to her rags. Straughan
struck out, and Spanish Dicks dirk thumped
on the deck yard away, while the old wo-
man wrung the wrist the divers fist had
landed on. Red r-u-m-n-u-r-d-e-r!"
she chartered all of sudden
Quite so,'' said Mr.. Larrabee, not turn
ing a hair as she ratified off the senseless
talk. "You must pardon him; he's an
uneducated ruffian. Of course it's no way
to behave to a lady, And with that he
grinned and led the old woman aft
THE watch fell away before him as the
negroes had fallen away on the hill.
hailed Brophy and gave him the word, and
presently all hands were trooping down to
the saloon, mighty mistrustful, with Brophy
in charge l stood lone watch of twenty
minutes before they were back on deck.
Brophy told me what had passed below.
Mr.. Larrabee had faced the men coolly.
1--WE thought for three years had smart
crew." he began. Don't tell me I've been
guessing wrong all the time. If there's any
man with brains among you, I'll listen to
him for five minutes
At that Swenson got to his feet. "The
ships Jonahed, )" he growled. Its the two
supercargoes. The man was bad enough;
but the women will send us all to Davy
Jones. l speak for the crew"
well, what are you going to do about
it," MIR. Larrabee put in.
'Put 'em ashore!'
"In hurricane?" said Mr.. Larrabee, as
as if he couldn't believe his ears. Who'll
man the launch?"
cor set EN- adrift," finished Swenson.
And set our luck adrift at the same
time!" blazed Mr.. Larrabee. "Those two
are the luck of the Fortune, as you'll see.
They'll lead us to the gold. If that's the
best you can do. Swenson, sit down."
Swenson would have argued; but there
was stir at the back of the room and Hen
derson stood up. Lads" he said, "Mr.
Larrabee's spoke you fair" They all heard
him out; for he was man of experience, and
his word carried weight. Don't go to
grumbling; there's naught in the wind
Here we all are in tight little ship, that
minds hurricane no more than if it was
catspaw. We're bound for the Spanish
Main, and by all counts We'll lift our offing
in three days at the outside. Let's pull to-
gether till then" He saw Swenson start up
again, and changed his tune. If not-you
know me. And you know Straughan. Well
be six against you, not counting the engine
ROOM" His eyes went over to where Mr..
Larrabee was lingering in his pocket the
mate to the revolver with which he had
blazed away at the negroes on the hill.
Here's a tidy little fortune for every
man if we lift the treasure" he went on,
land the other ways naught but Davy
Jones locker-not to mention Uncle Sans,
and old DR.. Colts little lead pills. If there's
no one wishful of speaking, I'll tell Mr..
Larrabee we're all with him till Friday"
That's bad day." broke out one of the
hands.
"Any days good day for funeral.
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