Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1913-01-09

| and refused; and WELL that's over,
and we'll say no more about It. But
I'm glad you came. oh, Captain, take
, me away from this Take me back to
your ship"
Certainly, Miss Dubbs, certainly |
will. There, don't fret any further, and
If you feel little trembly, please sit
down on this sofa, and presently 1t
will pass away. Try drop out OF this
bottle. It's Horner's Perfect Cure, and
you will find that 1t meets your case.
And as for you, Mr.. Bergash. II you
attempt to stir from that floor till I
am ready for you, I'll put you to sleep
permanently. So chew on that, you
dog. Now tell me where are my owner
! and his sister"
I'm their rooms"
Free and at liberty?'
Yes" said the kaid. p.
NO. said Miss Dubbs.
Captain Kettles boot shot out and
crashed into the kaid's ribs with a
| regular Cape Horn mates kick. Lie
| to me, you swine, and I'll stove in
every Stat In your body. Where are
| their rooms?" .-.. ....E
Below. suppose they would call it
in the basement. They got trouble
! some. and l had to put them some
where where they couldn't create a
disturbance. 1t was for their own good.
If my people here had gathered that
Chesterman was shouting threats and
g., insults at me, they'd have killed him
| and his sister out Of hand. can't get
them to understand that I'm looked
| upon as a holy man. and the people
here would consider 1t a mere act of
piety to knock on the head anybody
that annoyed me-"
Holy man! You! I'll handle you be.
fore your people in way l wouldn't
handle a yellow dog. If you give me
trouble. Let me see il you are armed
The little sailor ran a skilled hand
over the kaid's clothing. Apparently
not. Left your Hopkins Allen In the
next room before you came along here
/ to insult defenseles lady. through
/ fear. I suppose. that she'd pull 1t ind
use 1t on you? Well, I've that gun In
my pocket and another to match 1t.
Miss Dubbs, my dear. might trouble
you to carry this Winchester rifle? II
| anybody annoys you, If you'll kindly
place this small end up against their
/ clothes, and pull this trigger here. I'll
be Obliged to you. And now. Mr.. Ber-
cash. on to your feet. Smartly there!
Attention! You are to stand exactly
still till you are given my permission
to move"
AT you want the girl" said the kaid.
| land she wants you, take her and CO.
Say sir when you address me. and
don't speak until you're spoken to. BY
James you've got to learn respect. and
you'll find the lessons rough If ] have
to give them to you. Don't SLOUGH like
that. Stand erect, you swine. Heels to.
! gether, and clasp your hands behind
the back OF your neck. Now. then,
you're to lead, when I give the word,
to the place where Sir George and
Miss Violet are Jailed. II there are any
unpleasant incidents by the way. you
can rest assured that they will end
fatally for you. sshant shoot You
dead. Tshall plug you through the liver
-iust-there-d'you feel And 1t that
won't make you run straight, I'll at
tend to you some more. Understand? p
Eyes SIR" z
care the messages to this strong
room lighted"
| "Tbey are, sir" ILL.
Captain Kettles foot shot out. 'They
are-what?"
! you're improving. Now let me warn
you not to get tempted to slip off into
any nice uuiet gloomy corner. I've got
ewes life a cat for the dark. and I'll
shoot you if you try that or any other
game, Quite understand" s<e
Yes. SIR .,.. -% DE-" =
There's just one thing more. If you
meet any Of your friends on the way
and the nature Of the procession isn't
clear to them. l leave you to make the
necessary explanations And look
here. my lad. maybe you have not
heard me talk in the tongues Of this
art of the world, but I'm seafaring
officer. and can tell you I've a work.
ing knowledge Of more languages
than you ever heard of. Got that?"
Eyes, sir" ~.
: Then quick march! Miss Dubbs, ]
ask your pardon for walking in front
of you, but for the moment it seems
necessary. You needn't carry your
FINGER on that trigger while you're
walking. Rest It on the trigger guard
yes. like that--and then 1t will slip
handily on to the place when it's
wanted. That rifle pulls off tritle
easily Go steady, Bergash. This is the
rogue's goose-step you're giving us,
not a foot ra ce."
| Mahommed Bergash. Cambridge
graduate, kaid Of the Western Atlas
Berbers, and saint Of the stock Of the
prophet. was cowed. Up till now he
had seen in Captain Kettle the some
what acid shipmaster and the creature
! of whimsical owner: but Of sudden
he recognized in him the incarnation
of energy, and, If needs be. tragedy.
He fully grasped that Kettle would,
if occasion demanded it, shoot him
with as little conjunction as he. Sidi
Mshommed Bergash. would order the
extinction of an inconvenient tribes
man: and, in spite Of himself. he was
mastered.
The kaid was no coward. In ordinary
tribal fighting with the Moroccan
Moors he had stared death in the face
a dozen times before. without awe and
without tremor. But this was some
how different; the threat of death was
a minor item: 1t was the sailors
tremendous personality that made his
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