The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1913-02-07

| hieh ~ replace you, l might put you
ashore. AS it is, fifty miles outside OF
Sandy Hook, can do nothing of the
kind. This ships time is valuable,
worth about hundred dollars a day.
and l can't stop to signal and put YOU
aboard an inbound craft Your signed
on my articles,-John Quincy and
Walter Benson; though l don't know
which is which. But the fact is that
here you stay, and you work, and earn
your grub and what pay | choose to
| put you on"
But we did not agree" yelled
Quincy you have no warrant for
this procedure"
| Il have my articles. l did not ship
you, as was not in the shipping office
but | bargained with a crimp for six
teen men, and he gave me fourteen
| and you two"
Well. said Quincy quietly, "you
seem to be in power mere, and respon-
sible to no one that we can reach But
III tell you that the State of Arizona
! will swarm about your ears. and that
you'll sweat big as you are!'
And I'll tell you," spoke up Ben
son. that the Secretary of State at
Washington will hear from the Gov
ernor General at Ottawaw
Get out O. this!" exploded the Cap
tain. Get off the poop, you four leg
ged farmers! Sweat will L? All
right. but you'll sweat, the both of
you, before you see your friends
again! Here, Mr.. Billings" he roared
to the first mate amidships, "and Mr.
Smelling! Come here, and turn these
men TOP
The two mates answered and ap-
peared.
Turn 'em to-" said the Captain,
speaking slowly and softly. "Take
the startch out O them, and make 'em
sweat"
The scene that ensued was too pain
full even for Rogers to witness or des-
cribe, except in its salient points. Bill
lings and Smelling pounced upon the
two insurgents, struck, buffeted, kick
| ed, and vilihed them with foul mouth
ed abuse, until they had borne them
off the poop, forward along the main
deck, and to the vicinity OF the fore
castle; where the two victims, sub
dued and quiescent, were willing to
dart for cover, when the two mates
gave over and went aft.
Rogers at the wheel had watched
the scene, at first with a smile; but the
smile grew less as he saw the battered
men hurled right and left under the
blows of the mates, and when at la S,
the punishment was ended his face
grew serious and resentful. Some
criminals do not lose the qualities o
forgivness and mercy. His mood wa.
increased when the big skipper faced
him and said:
"A fugitive from justice are you
Well, I'll see that the Consul at Mel
bourne gets you. ! want no jailbird:
on my ship"
Which gave Rogers occasion te
think.
Rogers was relived at one bell (hal
past twelve), and went forward t.
his dinner AS he descended the poor
SIPS he met the first mate, coming out
of the forward companion picking his
| teeth.
$50" he said to Rogers, you're a
| bad man from the West, hear. HELD
| up stage and then killed the mar
you robbed"
you've got things wrong, sir" ans
wered Rogers respectfully.
"None O. your lip!" Numbered the
officer. "You may be bad man from
the West; but I'm bad man from the
East, and I'm here to take the badness
out O. bad men!"
Then before Rogers could dodge.
he launched forth his fist and struck
him. The blow knocked him off his
feet, and he rose with his nose bleed
ing and eyes closing:
Gust to show you," commented the
mate, "that I'm Bladder man than
YOU"
Rogers did not answer; in fact, no
answer was necessary or wise. He
walked forward, and, partly from his
half blindness, partly from his disor-
gained state OF mind, passed to wind
ward of Smelling, the second mate.
who was coming aft to dinner. Smell
ing said nothing in the way of pre-
Jude. but crashed his fist on Rogers
already multilated face, and sent him
again to the deck. As Rogers strug-
gled to his feet he said:
"You pass to the howard O. me
when we meet. or I'll make you jump
overboardw
And again Rogers saw the wisdom
of silence and went on to the fore
castle.
The watches had not yet been
chosen; but half the crew had eaten,
and he joined the other half, finding
in his clothes bag new sheath knife
and belt, tin pan, pannikin, and
spoon. which articles are always fur
nished to shipped man by the board
ing masters, no matter how he has
been shipped. To his surprise. as he
attacked the dinner, he found Quincy
and Benson. each with similar out
fit of tinware. toying with the food,
and paying no attention to the poly
got discourse of the other men re-
garding the ship, the mates, and the
food. But they glared menacingly at
Rogers as he entered.
This is your work, Rogers" de-
manded Quincy. "Were you in ca
boots with that saloonkeeper?"
"Shut-upp answered Rogers, stab
bling at a piece of salt beef with his
knife.
I'VE won't shut up!" said Benson,
spooning up pea soup with his brand