Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1914-03-06

HANK you, SIT, Salu Zap
tain Kettle but I'll not
step down to dinner this
ta2aSNI evening. AS soon as dark
comes away, Pm going to up-anchor
and as quietly as may be move the
Kangaroo across to another berth.
Mr.. Bergash may be all right, sir,
as you and Miss Chesterman appear
to think, though we've only his word
for it, and though you must allow
me to still hold my own opinion.
But there are two thousand dark
Africans either on the Norman Tow
ers or lying hid near her, and they
aren't doing that for the good of
their own health-or ours"
Have it your own way" said Sir
George rather stiffy. But l think
you're carrying prejudice too far.
I've lived in Louisiana and I've lived
in India, and I've as much dislike
for the black man otherwise than as
black man as it's possible to have.
I've got no possible use for the ig
norant Exter Hail. Uncle Toms
Cabin theory of man and broth
er. But I'm not wilfully blind. This
fellow isn't an African niger any
more than I am. He's a blue-eyed,
pure-blooded Berber!"
We'll, sir" retorted Kettle deg
gedly, "he may be Neapolitan. if you
choose, and I'm sure his tongues
glib enough for it; but l don't like
him, and there you have a solid
fact l can't talk Cambridge Col
lege, and polo in the moonlight to
him, like you and Miss Violet do,
but / can listen and use my eyes,
and if Mr.. Bergash is here for phil
anthropy alone, and not for Mr.. Ber-
gash-well. I'm content to have my
ticket indorsed for competency"
Fright" said Sir George shortly;
then If you won't dine with him
you won't"
Captain Kettle wished to give a
message to his crew, but he did not
call them on deck, as he had a
be noted from the shore and intelli-
gently commented on. Instead, he
told his three mates and the boat
swain, one by one, to go to the
chart house; and, when they were
all assembled, joined them there,
and gave his orders in a few words.
II may be wrong, but l expect
those niggers will try and get aboard
, tonight Now, there'll be no moon,
and, with this heat haze about, no
light from the stars. The night'll
be as black as the inside of "a
heather, and I'm not going to let
our amateurs play around with thos'
rifles They'd be Just as lil'Alv
shoot some one on board here as
the Moors over the side; and when
they'd shot their magazines empty
they'd be whanging In with the butt
and smashing good rifles which will
perhaps be of use later on. Bo's'n,
/ believe there's keg of spare iron
belaying-pIns in your locker?"
There is, SIR"
Then you will deal out one be-
laying-pin to every man on board,
and, If the hands are wanted, you
mates, ind you, Mr.. McTodd, will
see that they are strung out at rea-
sonable intervals round the rail. |
guess an old Delaying pin, we'll driv-
en-, will cave in even nigger's
skull. That will do"
Night fell, as it falls in the tropics
AS though the sun had been shut
into a box, and by her captains or
ders, all lighted portfolios and sky
lights on the little steamer were
carefully shrouded When his an
chor was once a-trip, with engines
just turning at dead slow ahead. and
pinnacle light carefully shrouded,
Kettle moved the Wangaroo half a
mile further north, and again drop
ped anchor and held there to a
short cable.
From the saloon below there drift
ed up the chatter of voices and
whiffs of laughter Captain Kettle
hit his lips with vexation. He knew
we'll enough how sound travels
across water, and it looked as II his
ruse OF shifting anchorage would be
wasted. What II he were to g.
below and ask for silence?
With ordinary passengers he would
have done 1t in moment. yes, have
ordered 1t. and one can imagine that
under the circumstances his manner