The Grangeville globe. [volume] (Grangeville, Idaho) 1907-1922, 1914-08-06
The Man of
The Merchant
He Proved His COURAGE
and Daring.
BY PETER VAUX
Copyright by Frank A. Munsey Co.

hear the peremptory summons than ne
scurred from the crowded wardroom.
Poor devil! Did you notice his
face, Bellamy:" said the second en-
gineer, addressing the horid paymas
ter. HE went as pale as death
When the deuce does Torshell eat and
sleep, Mayhem? He never seems to be
off duty
brows.
'Oh. Mebbe. our senior engineer
our man of the merchant marinew
said he in his usual fiippant. exasper-
ating tone. Hell go the same as /
Chislehurst if worries don't cease. No /
human being. much less Torshell, can /
stand for any length of time the state
of affairs in this boats engine room
and stokeholds. It's enough to drive
any man mad
"Chisle is really not well, then? We
all know the complaint of pattenie of
the Farm Furnace, as the fo'castle
terms her"
Mayhem shrugged his shoulders. Our
staff engineer went into sick bay to
, let this r. y. X. fellow shine did hep
was his tart rejoinder. Too much
, strain and unrest have knocked him
off his legs. And so Mebbe is the man
we must depend on now"
Said the paymaster in his big, rau-
cous voice: That is what happens
with these understaffed engine rooms
and insufficient repairs. Here we are,
= the lamest of the lame ducks in the
:. division and tailin' off the column.
. with reserve chap out of an easy,
oozy, ten knot merchantmen handlin'
4 our engines, and rickety old machines
, they are. God alone knows whatll
happen with him and his untried nerve
when we pick the enemy up again.
"A jolly good thing for us the enemy
J. are Just as much worried with break
IS DOWNS" was the consoling remark
e from the other end of the table. The
Rurik, the Freya, the Jena and
y IL wouldn't indict the dockyard on
the insufficient repairs point. Bellamy,"
y interrupted the second. my lords were
u responsible. They wouldn't enlarge the
II yards make new ones or lease out re-
e pairs, so as to have all the necessary
IL work for mobilization COPIED with ade-
u quately. But it is odd how she was
e. passed out with the starboard cylinder
cover not remedied. OF course nobody III
L. be held responsible. as usual!'
81 Bellamy nodded, turning from scold-
le ing the harassed steward. He replied
III slowly. "But yet when an II. \. X
3 fellow can pop up and take seniority
Ut over the regular service, as in this
IL boat, you can't expect
"Oh, here we are again" the sec
ei ond broke in with. 'Jealousies as
usual Torshell is as fit as any engi
eo neer. BY George" he cried, listenins
intently, 1.-The engines are slowin
ce down.
. Torshell had approached Captain
Widdrington and the first who lin
~ gered in the chart house discussing
Ill recent instructions. The senior engi
as neer had coughed slightly to intimate
tie his presence. The captain looked VI
re frown sweeping his hard face o.
-, marking him.
eu Sir" cried the engineer 1.-The port
Zone moment, sir" was the short al
ed swer. This isn't a steam bus" An
,ut Torshell. again sauting, had steppe
s. back. his pallid face blood red and hi
be- teeth hard clinched and gritting Th
SIX wary, diplomatic first just then chez
lily nodded aside to him.
He let himself rock to the vessel
Id; Juggling among the cumbrous masses
ng sea- Since he had joined, off the wa
laid liner. his had been hard luck. h
.ett felt acutely the general sentimel
l against him: but. Notwithstanding
ew, his mettle was yet strong. 1t was Il
snobbish crowd in the wardroom al
mp the unpleasant bearing of his subort
you mates that caused his discomfort
mind.
an Suddenly he had held in his brea
My and unwittingly stepped toward e
rest bridge ladder The first drew himst
ORE back from the chart. darting look
nan surprise at Torshell. But the captain
Drld steel blue eyes famed with sudden a
,ood ger.
lie. Good heavens. sir. Your engin
lder aren't slowing DOWN.
Torshel saluted. Port air pun
al SIR"
hem This drives man mad!' cried "
hen drington, crashing his big fist upon
table. Nothing but defects, defec
kett Can We drive engines at all. you n
Ora cradle merchantmen? What dye Wi
your to slacken down to? What's wrc
this time? You
want That second came a tremendous
ring and crunching beneath their II
He The great ship was shaken like tn
Early of straw. An appalling hammer
back followed. chaotic and deafening. u
steam surged through hatchways, V
the tilators and companions.
him The senior engineer had rushed II
him. the bridge. AS he raced amldsmps
that, snatched the sacking OIL the backs
VIII some of the "black squad" dump