The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1913-09-18
By CYRUS TOWNSEND BRADY
Copyright. 1912. BY Cyrus Townsend Brad,

bw, it rose in my mind to shoot him
thh and there, murderous brute that
he was. If I had been alone perhaps
I ould have done it without reckon
I'M the consequences to myself, but l
I'D another to think Of. Unless craft
sbd me in good stead her case was
hieless. And bad as Glibby was,
p ball was the chief villain.
Serves him right" broke out with
wi simulated heat. "He disrates NE
a locks me up here just for stealing
aEiss from a maid, and"-
Spoken like man Of spirit. Mister
Hmpdon" cried Glibby. What did
Hell We, mates; he's with us!'
With you" said l. loosening my
Nd on the pistol. but taking good
re to keep ready. II am with you.
a right What do you propose? !
b sick of the treatment l received,
-, 4d"-
I'VE want that treasure for our
lives" 4
''And you shall have it, provided l
+ et my share with the other men," l
hswered, scarcely startled by their
kords, for this had expected.
I'VE Will share and share ankle IN
verything," answered Glibby. Am
right, mates?"
Fright you are!' came from the deep
oices Of the men.
How l longed to clutch him by his
Ii. fovvo
pse again, but this time. as before,
managed to keep it down, but with
immense difficulty, as you may sus-
pect.
Come into the cabin, Mister Hamp-
don," said Glibby. land we will talk
1T over"
"Wait," said I. "Who is in COM
mand Of you?"
why, Mister Pimball, the bo's'n."
answered Glibby.
every good" said I. II must talk
with him about the future. Do you
20 on deck, Glibby, and send Pimball
below, and he and with the rest Of
you will soon settle this matter"
"All right" answered the boat
SWANS mate, turning to the compan-
tonway. "Pimball can talk; him and
you can come to terms, make no
doubt"
Now I couldn't allow myself to hest
tate for the thousandth part Of
second. Ostentatiously l showed one
pistol into the belt that hung at my
right side, the other dropped care
lessy into the pocket of my coat. and
as Glibby cluttered up the ladder, l
walked fearlessly. to all appearances.
out Of the berth and into the cabin.
the men giving back respectfully
enough to leave me gangway.
Nov, what is it that you propose.
Master Bo's'n?" l began, sitting down
at the cabin table, while the rest
ranged themselves about it, some
standing, some sitting on the transoms
at the sides, as Pimball came lumber
ing into the cabin. .s
'We know" began Pimball insolent-
~, without further preliminaries. that
this ships cruisin' for treasure. We
know all we'll git out Of the cruise Is
what we signed for an nothin' else.
We've made good guess that the
treasure is hereabouts, and we mean
to have more than our wages. We're
goin' to have our share Of whatever's
found that were after"
$50 you SHALL" said, II am with
you in that. want something more
than my wages too" &
whats this woman anyway
broke out another. "Why should she
get it all? She's mere girl"
"You have said right, mate; who
and why indeed?'' answered smooth
", marking him down for my ven
Geance when my turn came. Nov.
wat are your plans?"
We want that there map or chart
that you have been seen readin' in
yourcabin," said Pimball.
It vas in little bag around my
neck. I reached down, pulled out the
bag, tok the torn parchment from it
and thrtv it on the table. There was
not the last use In my pretending ig-
norance in refusing to give It up.
They couk kill me and take 1t any
way.
There, sd coolly. you have II. !
Pimball piced It up.
Il can makSbut little out Of It" 40
said, and ! DOTTED Il he could read
.Yon can ~ Sast see the latitude
and lonGltaae q 4 &c sppes g.: