New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1914-09-30
Gordon CRAIG
SOLDIER
OF
FORTUNE
By RANDALL PARRISH
Copyright. 1912. by A. c. McClurg Il
Co.


the negro dismissed quickly. confident
that his knowledge Of my standing on
board would impel him to accept any
explanation might make. But with
Herman the situation was not so clear.
Whether or not the captain had inform
ed him that was volunteer on their
lawless expedition l did not know. l
had him placed as gruff, hard listed
sea dog who would strike first and in
vestigate later one in dealing. with
whom either diplomacy or force might
: prove equal failures Yet l possessed
this advantage: could deal with him
alone. With but two watch officers on
board only one at a time could leave
The deck. and Broussard. l felt assured.
had no privileges in the captains cab
in. From what knew of Henley
doubted if even the first officer felt
privileged to invade the privacy Of his
chief without some special reason.
There was discipline on board. strict
tdiscipline. There had to be to control
! such crew.
- As lifted the helpless captain into
! his berth, his eyes glazing at me in i'm
potent rage. my ears could distinguish
! the sound of oars as the small boat
rounded the stern of the Sea Gull.
Much as despised the fellow, hated
ito gag him, yet our safety depended on
his silence. and dared not neglect the
II preca ution. Even as the boat grated
Z along the side stepped forth into the
n main cabin and sat down to wait. To
8 my surprise and relief. it was Brous-
& sard who came down the companion
stairs. driving the steward before him.
"Vat for you loaf. hey?' he snapped
4 fiercely. by gar, teach you! l work
four-seek-hour, an nodding to eat.
You say re captaine send you? Bah!
Eet vas not so-nevaire. Vat you have,
hey"
The negro mumbled something
through thick lips. and the irate mate
gripped him by the collar of his jacket
shaking the fellow as he might dog
and hurting him half across the deck.
'Sacre! keel you for cent! Queek
{ now-jump: Put all on right way, by
gar, Or | show you! Here, you-ze
brandy furst!!'
L. The steward skunk into the passage
II leading to the pantry, and the creole,
turning, saw me.
''Ah, m'seur, l saw you not. Par
don re rcughness, but | lose re tenn
!, peair, m'sieur.''
THAT is not to be wondered att
answered. affecting good humor. Has
the first mate been ashore?
"Oui, 'sieur-asIeep in the sun,
bet you. Bah! Any man could watch
the sea from the cliff. Dat job not
need re furst officer. Sacre but tbs
dogs life ut sea!"'
l nodded my head. too busily engag-
ed with my own thoughts to give much
consideration to his troubles. Still.
this situation dis revealed by Brous-
sard's complaints would afford us u
respite OF at least four hours. IT this
was the creole's watch below. then
Herman would keep the deck Even
lying there at anchor those fellows
would not leave the crew alone. There
was too much at stake. and, besides,
there must still remain lookout
ashore. However, it was a relief to
know shat the German had nothing OF
Importance to communicate to Henley,
no occasion even to come below.
Broussard sank back into a chair,
watching the frightened negro hurry
back and forth. At last. satisfied that
everything available had been pro-
duced, the former STROBE across to the
table, jerked out chair and waved
bis hand toward me in invitation to
join him.
THE lazy dog: lis likely all you
will get. m'sieur. Maybe you eat with
= me. hey? Or would you wait for re
capitaine%"
''1'll take pot luck with you. Brous-
sard." l agreed geniaIly, speaking
loud enough 50 the negro would over
hear I've got to get accustomed to
camp fare and am hungry enough to
begin. Besides Captain Henley is laid
up in his berth with a sick headache
and doesn't wish to be disturbed. He
told ME to tell you. Louis"
Yes, sab. Shall All make you sum
coffee. sab? Massa Broussard he
don't nebber drink none"
Eyes. And. by the way Louis, take
lunch into the lady. Fix up some
thing neat if you can, and let me know
when it is ready"
You know re capitaine before may
beg Broussard asked.
NO answered. wondering what
he could be aiming at, but willing to
give him a free rein. "But he seems
to be pretty good fellow
You think so-hey! Maybe so while
he get you with heem. Den he ze
DEVIL know. m'sieur. l see heem
!, for long while on re ocean; Eat whar
=. you fin out"
"What has he done to you?' asked
carelessly.
"By gar! What!' firing up at the
recollection. Get out O here, yer
eoon! turning fercely upon the stew
ard and then leaning across tho table