The Farmington times. (Farmington, St. Francois County, Mo.) 1905-1926, 1913-07-10


friends serious complications will un.
doubtedly ensue."
The captain. despite his respect for
authority, frowned
There's nothing to that report, SIR"
he said, boldly. I'm not shanghaiing
men In these days. sir. Every moth.
er's son I've got on this boat shipped
FOR Hcng Kong. sir, OF his own free
will and accord"
Il dare say you fully believe that,
Captain Murchison," was Hartleys
diplomatic rejoinder. but this time
you happen TO be mistaken. | don't
suppose you have any objection to our
inspecting your crew, have you? Sup
pose you have both the watches piped
forward. and well settle this little
business for ourselves. Mr.. Clyde, here,
knows the man"
Captain Murch!son's glance at me
was undlsguisedly venomous. Reluct-
antly he rang for his steward
Send the bo'sun here" he directed,
doggcdly.
Wen begin at the bottom, Cap.
,nln," Hartley suggested, when the
boatswain, cap In hand. stood in the
doorway. First. want to see every
man Jack you have working in the
stoke hold"
Although the master gave the nee
cssary directions | mistrusted him. Be
tween the boatswain and himself felt
that there was an understanding
which required neither volcing nor
signal And as. little later, we stood
on the forward deck, under the bridge,
and by the light Of lantern viewed
one after another OF those swarthy,
srImy laborers who had crowded up
from below. I was convinced of the
correctness of my intuition For Cam.
eron was not among them.
And then a chill fear gripped me.
Could a man OF his habits and train
Ing. suddenly called upon to assume
such labor, survive It's rigors? He was
naturally robust. but he had been
weakened by an illness. Might he not
therefore have succumbed to the
strain, died. and been buried at sea?
But one consideration sustained me.
In their cunning cruelty, the Chinese
who had arranged for his transporta-
ton must have stipulated that he be
delivered In China alive. Otherwise
their vengeance would not be COM
plete. 1t was not likely that anything
had been left to mere chance. The
probabilities were that Murchison
knew definitely what was required OF
him and was to be well paid for his
services.
Upon his scanned face, now, there
was something OF a sneer as. our ex.
animation concluded. he said:
What next, Mr. Hartley"
But for moment Hartley. who
was standing thoughtfully with brow
contracted, his lower lip gripped be.
tween finger and thumb, made no re-
Spouse. Before he spoke his attitude
changed. Quickly he had assumed
pose of listening intentness. Behind
us, somewhere. n clamor had arisen.
Voices, excited. hoarse, fremescent,
yet muffied by distance, echoed DULY.
THAT man, next. Captain" he said.
coolly. The man they're trying to
keep below"
II may have been that his hearing
was more acute than mine, or II may
only have been a guess. don't know.
But, whichever It was. Il hit the mark.
1t scored a bulls eye at long range.
Captain Murchison's indifference
gave way instantly to palpable uneasi-
ness. His hands. which had been
deep In his coat pockets, came out as
though jerked by springs. One of
them canted his cap from his brow to
his crown and the other clutched agi.
tatedly at his beard. And in that mo-
ment the riot advanced, the voices
waxed louder and more distinct: sour
rying feet resounded on the metal deck.
saw the captain start burriedly
toward the starboard rail, intent evi.
IDENTIFY on meeting the rabble which
was approaching on that side, and I
saw Hartley boldly block his way.
And then. almost at the same instant,
! saw a tall figure with naked torso
as black and shining as polished ebony
black with CRIME and shining with
sweat--come running backward
around the corner OF the deck house.
Saw II with an iron bar held menac-
ingiy aloft against its pressing pur-
suers; and even in the uncertain light
of the deck lanterns, recognized It at
once, by Its outline and the character.
istic set OF it's head upon Its Shout.
ders. nude to the waist and colIied an
1t was, as the figure OF the man /
sought.
Cameron" cried, chokingly. my
fastbeating heart crowding my utter
ance. And all unmindful OF the dirt
which covered him flung my arms
about HIS waist from behind. Cam.
eron! Cameron! Thank God! Thank
Cod"
l heard the iron bar drop .resound.
ingly to the deck; heard Hartley's
voice raised In anger. strident. STAG.
CATO; and heard the receding shufYie