Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1912-12-24

my own opinion. But there are two
thousand dark Africans either on the
Norman Towers or lying hid near her.
and they aren't doing that for the good
Of their own heather ours"
"Have 1t your own way" said Sir
George rather stiffly but think you
are, carrying prejudice too far. I've
lived in Louisiana and I've lived
in India, and I've as much dis
like for the black man other
wise than as a black man as it's
possible to have. I've got no possible
use for the ignorant Exeter Hall,
Unele Toms Cabin theory of man
and brother. But I'm not wilfully
blind This fellow isn't an African mig
ger any more than am. He's a blue.
eyed, pure-blooded Berber!'
"Well. sir, retorted Kettle doggedly,
he may be Neapolitan. II you choose,
and I'm sure his tongues glib enough
for IT. but don't like him, and there
you have a solid fact. can't talk Cam
bridge college and polo in the moon
light to him, like you and Miss Violet
do, ,but I can listen and I can use my
eyes. and if Mr., Bergash is here for
ilanthropy alone, and not for Mr.
Bergash-well. I'm content to have my
ticket Endorsed for competency
Right" said Sir George shortly;
then If you won't dine with him, you
won't. Can I send you anything up?"
"1'd like, sir, a sandwich and bot
tie of beer. II the steward would bring
me that when he's served dinner. But
there need be no hurry; shall he
busy for the next half-hour."
Captain Kettle wished to give a
message to his crew. but he did not
cali them on deck, as he had shrewd
idea that such items would be noted
from the shore and intelligently COM
mented on. Instead. he told his three
mates and the boatswain. one by one,
to 60 to the chart house: and, when
they were all assembled, joined them
there and gave his orders in few
words.
II may be wrong. but expect those
niggers will try and get aboard here
tonight. Now, there'll be no moon, and.
with this heat haze about. no light
from the stars The nightll be as
black as the inside of heather. and
I'm not going to let our amateurs play
around with those rifles. They'd be
just as likely to shoot some one on
board here as Moors over the side;
and when they'd shot their magazines
empty they'd be whanging in with the
butt and smashing good rifles which
will perhaps be of use later on Bo's'n.
I believe there's a key OF spare iron
Delaying pins in your ocker?' ''
There is, sir -.
"'Then you will deal out = one Delay
ing pin to every man on board. and, II
the hands are wanted you. mates, and
you, Mr.. McTodd. will see that they
are strung out at reasonable intervals
round the rail. guess an old Delaying
pin. we'll driven, will cave In even
niggers skull That will do" a.. =
Night fell as It falls In the tropics.
as though the sun had been shut into
a box, and by her captains orders. all
lighted portfolios and skylights on
the little steamer were carefully
shrouded.. With the scheme Of his
mapeuver clear In his mind Captain
Kettle in the hour preceding dark,
had already run his noisy steam
winches and derricks for the handling
CT imaginary cargo, 80 that. II the
sound travelled to the shore. the listen,
ers there should get accustomed to It,
and as a consequence, when the wind
lass. which was worked by a mes
senger chain from the forward winch.
did start heaving up. the only impress
sion conveyed to the beach would be
that, the uneasy N'zaranees were again
shifting cargo. And when his anchor
was once a.trip, with engines lust
turning at dead slow ahead. and bin
nacle light carefully shrouded, Kettle
moved the WanEaroo half mile
farther north. and again dropped
anchor and held there to a short cable.
From the saloon below there drifted
up the chatter Of voices and whiffs OF
laughter. Captain Kettle bit his lips
with vexation. He knew we'll enough
how sound travels across water. and
It looked as II his ruse Of shifting
anchorage would be wasted. But 1t
crossed his mind that in moment OF
enthusiasm Sir George Chesterman.
NJ. p. had offered to serve under him
and obey orders--in any capacity ho
cared to name. What II he we're to go
below and ask for silence?
With ordinary passengers he would
have done 1t in moment, yes. have
ordered 1t. and one can imagine tnat
under the circumstances his manner
would have been. to say the least
brusk. But as things were. the whole
theory OF his sea upbringing rose IN
arms at the idea. An owner was an
owner all the seas over. CAPTAINS
existed merely for owners profit and
pleasure. And 80 he stayed on deck
and did his best
A voice and Whit Of whisky came
to him out Of the dark
"Captain?'
Eyes. Mr.. McTodd."
ABBOT yon black fellow the
stewardess kenned. For why did he
ask IL I could do him bit Job ashore,
and offer me fl pound note on &C
COUNT" ...--
az don't know. But naturally you
told him you were engaged here, and
he could put his money. where the
monkey puts nuts"
Man" said McTodd solemnly
YOU'D never guess 1t Of me, but I'll tell
We in confidence that come from the
North and I'M there it's said to be