The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-11-12

4G2 Ag gAH Though the boorns were arnidshps, tn ESSH blocks brought up with a crash at ever ER H 8E points slated and rattled against tn kD@ and Guadeioupe she stank of a varie'
 mumSmuu3 cargo. The fumes of asphalt mingled
 with the .odor of over-ripe bananas an: Bound for the Capes of the Delaware. she had tough head-winds after leaving the trades, and had beei the north of st Thomas and now, in the clutch of th'
 5Ts ns os or bg s Bad s. @ a aves esf John Grsbbe, as master and PaTt owner had put h. in her called her "The Hell at Sea- Navigation and whiskey were Crabbes weak points He had more ess
 sa for iia days 'ns st e when he was ashore con sisted of soft bread sopeed in st strong hasors and tack He had been summoned before consuls in or ns 1an aa aay a a mo Sad stumbled through masters examination circumstances is the reason of this chronicle
 the @ espsain aiifs mate Farsoa
 s ana Whose haul o shes and Ehen he called upon, had the force of three He
 % 1 % the e nlms % eod S his jeeibiy. and had some. little schooling There was caTib Indian an Two of the crew. Portususse An sS sosS ony and make zess when they g articles-the other mems names were Jonas Smith
 There was rusnbiira in the fo castlethat was not- ing unusual, bat there was a reason for it Owing were on ne-han allowance, and that's big cut in any cline let alone in hot There was plenty aft for Terf stored in locker just inside the cabin in bottles, and rum in jugs The mate the Nova-Scotian, got his share of all and between @ s s % ~s as d who doMn sEyght that they took, between them thirty drinks cut down his water allowance and let -hi know the & hs pn eT.ae bgs e H sas yos poe sas fo s0ad t0
 On this soorshins 1 day sbig had hardly enough esstsd s pisn-if they'd back him up, he'd walk into sHsd fiIia you sure" said the canary-Islander
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 % rss yo b ssd If he ss syzs sxn t. a g1 TT give it to the old man during the noon watch deck and r Trade his ,.'t.s way to tie eaiabooss
 ei2ed inc Tos.ad-robn notets crew assembled at fe 0I But the d eused eh dnndant terms that the little west-coast lrishman had fight and Smith distinctly remembered afterward the peculiar sound of that laugh:
 about six bells of the afternoon watch There were distant cloud: in the western sky with promise n of bG. she awning. close to the slyiight, in drunken sleep in ap aso o5turuess snd he Cook % were nowsre to be e me Down in his bunk. the captain, dressed only in
 ngsree trousers and undersfirt lay sprawled out
 Suddenly cautiously, and carefully two figures emerged from the after companionway. TEe first Dgby, carrying his shoulders heavy sherry-cask ss .rs was ha held 5o Da ba Hooked roundno one observed them. not even the man at the wheel
 Suddenly there eams roar: AYou thievesi Come
 The Portuguese, falling forward. grasped the edge s sa ths ad sass his san kes %o Captain Crabbe bo1ted upon deck, threw the Portu- ruese on his back and began kicking him with all his might The. mate awole from his slufnber and also, leaned back, holding rigidH to the spokes watching. Old Crabbe had often kicked before diversion . The huge black stood there, poised, with the filled breaker his head. Tony and he had been time in the cabinone of the .square-faced bottles almost empty.
 The captain knew what struck him; but, with fie force of those great shoulders and long be- hind it. the breaker caught him full the His body slipped down the companion ladder to the deck below. All the watchers stood ag,ast. Antonio 1rcf1ed standing position and stood swaying the saf1 was feeling for belayinepin in the mzzen rack He pulled it out with jerk and turned
 sf.e Now from the heavy pin fairly between the eyes, reeicd an instant ripped the low rail, and fell into the He made one or two feeble strokes and
 Tte cook was now leaning forward his knees the brass rails of the sicyght both hands tugging at his belt. An instant later he had whipped out the galley carving knife shifted it or twice to get better grip, his breath rasping in his throat
 Go forward, you murdering black dogp roared the H,atei
 the rnutineer was on him. The mate aimed futile blow. there three short stabs, two swinging cut mighty shove, and his hacked Dooy went over the ness shone now from his yellow, bioodshot eyes! m m~----------