Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1914-09-12

lie Knew mat there was No such word a.
arbitration in a sailors vocabulary; BIZ
disputes could h. settled only In one man
ner. by his calloused fists.
When the old mudhook land some day
Steve was going 10 buy il aud hang it over
the entrance Of the Gibson honsel sIither-
ed down into the smiling waters Of the
bay, Steve concluded that discretion wa
the better part Of valor. lie would steal
ashore On the quarantine tug which Law
alongside. He was willing 20 fight under
ordinary circumstances, but he must get
his treasure in safety first. They could
call him 4 welcher II they wanted to: devil
a bit did NJ care. 50 ~ pried back the
boards Of his bunk wall. took out the box.
eyed II fondly, and noted tor the first time
the lettering on il:
STANLEY HARGREAVE.
lie wrinkled his brow IA the effort 10 r.
call q pirate by this name, but was un-
successful. No matter. lie Rugged the
box under his coat and made for the gang
way and inadvertently ran INTO his enemy.
Dunkers caught a bit of the box peepine
from under the coat.
what "a yuh got theres n he demanded
truculently.
"Ncne o your damn b~uSincssl You
femme by; near me-"
Amt none o my business. huh .
Where'd yuh git a box like that? Steal
II? BY criPes. I'm goin' & have a look
nj that box. my hearty. IL don't smell
like honest onions
"You femme by breathed Steve with
murder in his heart.
Suddenly the two men closed. surged
back and forth. one determined 10 take
and the other to hold this mysterious
box. Dunkers struggled to uphold his
word: not that he really wanted the box
but 10 prove that he was strong enough
10 take il If he wanted TO. The name on
the box flashed and disappeared. II was
a kind Of shock to him. He and Blossom
went battcring against the rail. Dunk.
|erS' grip slipped and % did Blossoms.
The result was that the box was catn-
pulled into the sea. With IN a.onixinr
cry, Blossom leaned far over. lie saw
the box oscillate for a moment. then sink
gracefully in a zigzag course, down
through the blue waters. Fainter and
fainter il grew. and Al last vanished.
I'm sorry. Steve: but yuh wouldn't let
me look at IT," said Dunkers. contriteIv.
damn you: I'm going L kill Y for
thati-
Id became a real fight this time. fist and
foot. tooth and nail: one mad with the
lust 10 kill and the other desperately in
tent ON living. 1t was one of those con-
tests in which honor and fair play have
no part. But for the timely arrival of
the captain and some Of the crew Dunk
ers would have been badly injured. per
haps fatally. They hauled back Bios
som. roaring out his oaths al the ton
Of his lungs. Ii took half an hours arg
uing TO calm him down. Then the cap
tain demanded to know what il was All
about And bIubbcring. Steve told him.
Sin hundred feet or water. In I've got
my reckoning right. The anchor lies in
sixty feet, but the starboard side drops
sheer six hundred. You swabi WHY
didn't you bring the box to me? A man
has a right 70 what he finds. Id have
taken care Of II for You till We got back
to port. ! know; you were greedy: you
thought / might want 10 stick INV fist
into your treasure. And you'll never find
II IN GOO feet of water and tangled. por-
Gus coral. That's what you get for being
a blamed hog. As for YOU and the cap
tain turned to Dunkers, get your dun
mage and your pay and hunt for another
boat back. / won't have no murder on
board Captain Manners And the soon
|er you 90, the better"
I'll 60, sir said Dunkers. readily
enough. Had the misfortune happened
10 him and had Blossom been the argres-
sor, he would his life. lie under
stood. Like the valet in ~Olivcttc.- il
was the time for disappearing.
AN keep out o my way. Ill git v
yet growled Blossom.
Keep YOUR mouth shut said the
the mate, or Ill have YOU put in irons.
You pig.~
"All right. sir. I've said all I'm goin'
1 say t'day;" and Blossom strobe of.
What was the box likeg- asked the
captain OF dunkers.
chinese contraption. sir; leastwise N
looked that way a. me-. Didn't look ~ N
it'd been In oh water long. sir. Some.
thin lost overheard by some private
yacht. 1 my thinkin'. I'll keep out o.
Stoves way III lay low ON shore. sir
And though Steve made a perfect range
of The spot. he never came bark IN find
the mysterious box. never saw the Gil
son house back home. nor did he ever see
Dunkers again. On the VOYAGE home he