Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-03-22
A MANS MAN
BY
LAIN HAY,
AUTHOR OF THE RIGHT STUFF"
Copyright, 1909, By william
) Biaekw0od Z Sens.
CSpyrieht, 1910, BY Hsughton
MiMin Company.
CHAPTER IX.-Continued.

CHAPTER 1X.-C0ntlnued.
| Later that afternoon. as the Orinoco
pounded along at a strictly professional
pace through The ruffling waters-the glass
was falling and q breeze getting up
Deputy Quartermaster Lionel Hinchcline
Wexford Wexford Allerton, late scholar of
Trinity College, Cambridge, sometime as
sistant deck hand in the mercantile ma
rine. deserted from his post on the bridge
a small moving object upon the starhoard
bow.
1t was the Orinocd's whaleboat. which
was proceeding under two lugsails on a
course parallel with the steamers.
Allerton. who in the excitement of saiv-
ing the Ofinoco had almost forgotten Che
existence of the gang Of buccaneers who
had Scuttled her, excitedly rang the tee-
graph bell and summoned the rest OF the
ships company to his side.
The emotions. however, aroused in the
Orinoco by the sight of the whaleboat
were mild in comparison with those ex-
cited in the undUtiful whaleboat by the
| spectacle of her resuscitated parent. MIR.
| Angus. on beholding the steamer. kept
discreetly silent. He had given himself
away by seeing things which were not
there once or twice in his life before. But
Capt. Kingdom turned a delicate apple
green.
| lOOh tHcic. SdSpCu, POihtH6.
lyon bit cloud, We mean?" said the eau
| tious Angus.
mo. no. man-the orinoce!" cried the
frantic skipper.
''Oh-the shup. Aye, aye! replied Mr..
Angus. rather pleased than otherwise.
There's crew on board her. con-
tinued Kingdom. shakily. And she's got
| steam on her, tool"
! Aye" said Mr.. Angus. II doot some
body will have closed yon sea cock
again
"Who can it be?'' demanded the cap
tain. feverishiy. surely we left no one
on board. 1 told Ding,e to take that fell
low Marrable in his boat
| Perhaps, suggested Mr.. Angus, yin
of the other boats cam back
| Kingdom pointed impatfently to two
small specks upon the horizon.
They're there he said.
| Maybe some liner has come across her
and left bit crew on beard her." con-
tinued the fertile Mr.. Angus.
| If so. we'd have seen the liner re-
piled Kingdom. irritably.
He took up his binoculars and began TO
scrutinise the Orinocp. which had altered
Mr.. Angus had a fresh inspiration.
Did We mind tae wauken Walsh he
whispered. IF not. We ken he MIGHT
weel-''
The captain lowered his glasses and
| nodded
He might be one,'' he agreed, but
there are four men OH deck" He raised
his binoculars again. Yes, there they
are. Well, whoever they are and what
ever the game is, We must get on board
again and do the job properly this time.
Halo, one of them is running below!
Here he is again! He's carrying some
| thing-fags. l reckon. They're going to
signal u.s."
| He was right Up to the topmost sum-
NIT of the Orinocos grimy foremost trav-
eled signal-a banner with a strange de-
vice. indeed, but conveying perfectly in
telligible message for all that. 1t con-
sisted of the neither or unmentionable pOr-
ton of a ragged suit Of orange and red
striped pyjamas.s
Having reached it's destination it in
flated itself in the freshening breeze and
streamed out. defiant and derisive, in the
rays Of the setting sun, fiinging to the.
| fermenting couple in the whaleboat the
simple but comprehensive intimation-
'Sold!"
Then. with one single joyous toot from
her siren, the Orinoco altered her course
a couple of points and wallowed of In q
northeasterly direction, leaving the crew
of the whalebOat to listen In admiring
silence to a sulphurous antistrophe in two
dialects proceeding from the stern sheets.