The Manning times. [volume] (Manning, Clarendon County, S.C.) 1884-current, 1914-10-28

enough this time. You may or may
not come back alive. Go and bring
|: around a taxi; some one you can
trust I'll. dope the reporter while
you're. gone.
| Long hours afterward Norton
opened his aching eyes. He could hard.
ly move and his head buzzed abomi-
nably. What had happened? What
was the meaning Of this slow rise ana
fall, of his bed? Shanghaied?
:; Come out O. that now. .ye skulk-
er!". roared voice down the COM
panionW;ay.
"shanghaied!" the reporter muir
INJURED. He sat up and ran through
his pockets: Not a sou::markee, not a
match even; and a second glance told
him that the clothes he wore were not
his own. They've landed me this
time, Shanghaied! What the devil
am I going to 'do?" =
Dye: hear IneT' bawled the stri.
dent voice again.
Norton looked about desperately for
some weapon Of defense. He saw an
engineers spanner>on the floor. by the
bunk across the way, and with no
small physical effort he succeeded IL
obtaining it. He stood UP, his hand be-
hind his back
"All right, me bucko! I'll come
down an git ye!"
a pair Of enormous boots began
to appear down the companionway,
and there gradually rose: up from
them man as wide as q. church door
and as deep as a well.
wait a moment" said Norton, grip
ping the spanner. "Letus have a per.
feet understanding right of the bat. .
We're going t. have it. matey.
Don't ye worry none"
Norton raised the spanner, and,
dizzy as he was, faced this seafar1ng
Hercules courageously.
1--WE been shanghaied,. and you
know it. Where are we bound?"
Copenhagen"
"Weil, for 4 m6nth, or more you'll
beat ne up whenever the opportunity
Offers. But merely wish to warn you
that if you do you'll find heap Of trou.
BILE waiting for. you the next time you
drop your mudhook in North Amer
icai
:. "Is that so?' said the giant, eying
the. spanner and the shaking hand that
held it. aloft-
:: 1T is. I'll. take your orders and do
the hest can, because you've got the
apper hand:~ But, God,.is witness,
you'll pay;foi every needless blow you
strike. Now what do you want me to
do?':
Lay. down that spanner an come
on deck, I'll: tell ye what t. do. Il was
goin'' t. whale :th':daylignts out o''ye;
+ + ye're somethin' av a man. Drop
the spanner first"
| Norton .hesitated. AS 1.-the as t.
ger the bulk. k.of-a a man sprang at him
and crushed him to the floor, wrench.
ing away the, ,spanner. Then the giant
Ectook Norton by the scruf sof his neck
and banged him up the steps to. the
deck.
Il amt goin' {: hurt ye. I had t
show ye that no spanner ever. bothered
Mike Bannock- Now; d. know what
a cooks galley is?" -
81 do" said Norton, breathing hard.
We'll, hike there an start in with
peelin' spuds, an don't waste 'em
neither. That'n be all fer tn present.
Ye. were due for a wallopin' but ]
kinda like yer spunk"
So Jim stumbled down to the COOKS
gallery and grimly set to work at the
potatoes. 1t might. have been far
worse. But here he was, likely to be
on the high seas for months, and no
way of notifying Jones what had hap
pened. The outlook was anything but
cheerful. But a vague hope awoke In
his heart. If they were still after him
might. it. not signify that Florence
lived. =.
Meantime Braine mad not been Idle.
According to:Vroon the girls memory
was in bad shape; SO he had not the
least douot Of bringing her back to
New York without mishap. Once he
had her there the game would begin
in earnest. =. He played his cards ex'
ceedingly well: Steaming up into the
little fishing harbor with a handsome
yacht in itself would allay' any dis
trust. And he wore a capital disguise,
too. Everything went well till he
laid his hand On Florence's shoulder
She gave a startled cry and ran. over
to. Barnes, clinging to him wildly.
"No,Fno!" she cried: :
"Now what, my child ?"E asked the
sailor.
! She shook her head. Her aversion
was inexplicable.
Come, my dear; can't you see that
it is your father" Braine turned to
the captain. ''She has, been like this
for year. Heaven knows if she'll
ever be- in her right mind again.
sadly. "I was giving her an ocean
voyage, with the kindest nurses pos
sible, and. yet she jumped. overheard
Come. Florence
The girl wrapped her arms all. the
tighter around Barnes neck.
An. idea came into the old sailors
head. "Of course, sir, .y've got proof
! fthet she's your daughter"
| "Proof?". .Braine was taken aback
Eyes; somethin'.t' prove that you're
her father got skinned out Of a
sloop once because I took a mans
word at its face value. Black an
white, an, on paper, says /, hereafter
But I never thought Of such a