Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1914-03-13

THAT rock they were quarryinG
from, and which we can't see in this
darkness, is chocolate-colored, too.
Can you see the loom of the shore
line, Mac? How far do you make
1t away from the ships side?"
81 should say kherb's length"
That's exactly my idea. The shore
here is stee.to, and she lies in deep
water close to It,"
"Shes as still as II she was
docked"
"She Is in a dock, l do believe
rye an idea they've lifted that stone,
lump by lump, upon their shoulders,
carried it down the beach, towed In
big kherb to act as floating gang
way, carried 1t along that and up
the side-and that's how that big
tea kladder got broken, by rock
falling on it. Then they've shoul-
dered it over the decks here, drop
ping bits by the way; and then
they've pitched it over the port side
into the lagoon. There were hun
dreds of them, and there were thou
sands upon thousands of tons OF
the stone They were quarrying 1t
during all the days, and under cover
of the night they were tipping 1t
over the Towers port rail, and
building up a dock wall of rubble
: from the lagoon floor to pen her in.
By James. Mac was boasting to
Sir George not many hours back
that would pull the old boat out
of here in spite of all the Berbers
In Africa, and I've never yet broken
} my word Man and boy, I've done
good many things to be ashamed
Of but telling lies is not one OF
them, and it looks as if here I've
made a commencement"
Man, I'm vera afraid you're right.
What's that you're doing?"
Stripping, I'm going overheard to
make sure"
Hold on" said the Scot. I'm
the better diver of the two, and
we've proved 1t already, and those
ducks ashore are still signaling to
: one another with gunpowder flares
In the local Morse code. If there's
trouble, the hands in the boat will
take advice better from you than
me-"
owen Kettle. master of the steam
ship Wangaroo, was the last man
on earth to take what practically
amounted to an order from one OF
his own underlings, and 1 merely
record this one instance in which
= he let Mr.. McTodd have his own
= way to show how badly he was hit
by the dismaying discovery he had
Just made.
He had boasted-yes, it amounted
, TO that, Dragged (as he told himself
5 bitterly Chat he could do a certain
thing; and behold ii lad become
impossible. He had been confident
In the skill and strength of his own
right arm, in the breadth of his
resourcefulness, in the force of his
own brazen courage, and behold a
. set of cunning savages had made
: the feat he had promised to perform
physical irlpossibility
Savages? Yes, but from the very
d start he had ALWAYS held to sus-
picion that there was a white man
:, ut the back of this active hive, di-
y recting them. White man? Why
!, not that dog of an infidel Sidi Mo
manned BergaSh!
J. Captain Kettle had come to be-
}, ieve in his own instincts, and open
ly and frankly he had mistrusted
e this Moor or Berber, or whatever
he was, with the English education.
l. ever since he had seen him for the
nrst time ride up along the beach,
q and sit on a horse that straddled
y out its legs as though it were stand
Ing to be photographed in a show
s ring.
He slid down a rope into the boat
; and waited for Mr.. McTodd. That
t expert reappeared on the surface
from time to time, took in air sup
plies, kicked up his heels, and dis
I appeared to make further explora-
9 lions.
!. Finally he swan with a vigorous
u 'ide-stroke back to the boat jerked
o himself up to her stern and stepped
y lnboard.
"You may go back bome Captain"
II yaid he, reaching for his clothes.
T as fast as ye like. The survey of
the sea floors clearly mapped in
l. my head. And l may say the con-
/ sours are-well, are as ye surmised
IS -or worse. Gosh. and they say In
: the school-books that / was brought
). up on in Ballindrochater that it's to
u lnts we're to look up as the most
II Industrious animals on the face of
the globe. Well, after tonight's ex-
VI perience, shall just have to write
postscript, It's prodigious the
= work these pagans must have put
In. How's the tide?"
y "An hour past food"
II "Weel there's a bank of stone
. rubbie down there wide enough to
e carrJ a railroad. It's matter of
: twelve feet below the water sur
{ face now, and should say 1t just
y nicely covered at the bottom of the
y sbb. But 1t runs up to the rock