New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1914-09-23

| vessel and technically in command.
am no navigator. ] merely give my
general orders and trust the seaman
ship to Herman. He Is perfectly trust
worthy and capable. and never inter-
fere The last voyage doubt If
was on deck twice. although. Of
course" he added soberly, my word
goes if I should care to exercise au-
| thority.''
What are those lights off yonder?"
l asked. pointing.
"Shore lights"
Then we are steering eastY'
"A bit south Of east, yes; odd course
for Honduras. you think?'
nodded. willing enough to let him
talk.
I'VE are playing the game safe.
Craig: that's all" he explained. both
hands gripping the rail. You see, we
cleared for Santiago and are not anx-
ious to be seen and reported by any
westbound ships. Tomorrow we will
be hidden among the islands off the
west Florida coast. Then, as soon as
it is dark we will shoot out under full
steam into the gulf. The chances are
Well cross the lane unobserved. If
we should intercept Il liner. she won't
identify us in the dark as we burn
no lights. By daylight we'll be we'll
beyond their lookouts and can steer a
straight course"
The proximity of the man irritated
Tod f0 1,~ spVo win
could think out some feasible scheme
| of escape
Il have had enough for tonight" l
said finally, land am going to turn in. =
Best thing you can do he coin
| cided, but without looking toward me.
will follow suit as soon as smoke a
cigarette. See you tomorrow"
When l awoke the sun was shining
through the glass Of my portfolio. and,
glancing forth. l caught the dazzle of
| the water. The vessel was motion
less. apparently riding at anchor. the
sea barely rippled by gentle breeze.
The breakfast table was set for one.
and the black steward was lolling
lazily in chair At sight of me he
got to his feet
"Ah suah thought you wasn't neb-
| Der goin' ter wake up. sah." he said
genially, showing his teeth. '.Ah bin
| waitin fer yer more'n two hours, All
! reckon"
For me! Have the others eaten
| then?"
Mostly, sab, mostly. De captain he
| nebber eat no breakfast He say ct
amt good fer his libber Yaw, yaw!
| But de mates dey both bin down.
What time is it?'
| Most 10. sah.''
HAS Mrs. Henley breakfasted YETI"
| ! asked.
"Who. sah?"
The lady you have on board"
He scratched the wool on his head
| vigorously. glancing behind the mast
| as though uncertain what he had best
| answer.
''Ah suah nebber knowid dat wus her
name, sab. No, sab. All nebber done
| suspected it. Yes. sab. she had her
| breakfast. but All reckon she didn't
| eat much
You served her here at the table??''
NO, sab; in her room. sah.' his
voice low. DE captain he unlock de
doah an then lock it agin. You like
sugah in your coffee. sah?''
l found the after deck entirely de-
serted. and there was no one visible
| on the bridge. Two or three sailors,
! the anchor watch, were forward en-
| gagged in some service about the cap
stan. and a fellow was swabbing the
deck amidship. l heard Broussard's
| voice at distance. but could not To-
cate him. However. no one paid the
| slightest attention to me as | stood
| smoking and gazing curiously around.
Everything appeared peaceful enough.
We were lying in a small harbor with
in a hundred feet of the shore. I
| sauntered forward toward the bridge,
aiming to exchange greetings with
| the creole mate. BrOussard was not
| man to expect favors from, and l
had hated him with the first glimpse
of his face, yet he possessed his racial
characteristic of impulsive speech and
was thus far more approachabe than
the gruff German first officer Per-
haps if he believed me an accomplice
he might be led to talk
"How you com on re deck. m'sieury'
he asked. his eyes threatening. Il
thought you down below. locked in all
tight" and he waved an expressive
hand aft
CHAPTER Kill.
Tables Turned.
LAUGHED. but without paying
him the compliment of looking at
| him.
| I've changed allegiance, that's
all. Broussard. The captain turned
me loose last night
"iou wifi us? You 90 volunteer?"
| well, something like that. I'm to
be drillmaster or general for those
tattered battalions down in the Jun
giles. What do you think of the job?"
| He shrugged his shoulders and then
Srinned