The Lynden tribune. [volume] (Lynden, Wash.) 1908-current, 1914-09-10
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The man who appeared to be the
chief had said he would turn the Cir
free In New Orleans. where she could
was doubtless the port for which we
sailed. 1t was clear they meant no
personal harm to her. and they would
never have brought me on board
alive IL they had deemed it necessary
to otherwise dispose Of me. These
considerations were. in the main. re-
assuring. and as turned them over in
my mind I drifted into better humor.
Besides, my head ceased to ache.
It was fully an hour after the COM
ing of darkness before was disturb
ed Then the door opened, and the
entering CLEAN of light swinging In
the passage revealed the grinning ne
gro steward bearing well filed tray.
This he deposited in the berth, while
applying a match to the lamp over
head l saw no shadow of any guard
outside, but the fellow made no eff
fort to close the door. and did not
move, confident he was not alone.
"Say, George, what boat is this?' !
asked.
.Mah name Is Louis, sah."
"All right. Louis, then; what's the
name of this vessel!"
''She am de Sea Gull, an a mighty
fin boat, sah."
so / Judge. What is she, fruiter
or private yacht"
81 reckon don't just know" and
he grinned.
perhaps then you will inform me
where we are bound. l suppose you
know that?"
mo, sab; de captain he nebber done
toll me, sab. nothin bout his person.
al plans. All he done said wus fer
me to hustle sum grub In yere."
The shadow of man blocked the
doorway. He was one of those who
had been In the small boat, and l no.
ticed a revolver at his waist
That's enough, boy. Come, now,
out with your he commanded grufiiy.
Never you mind the door. I'll attend
to that"
He pulled the door to after the re-
treating form of the negro, and l
heard the sharp click of the latch
and then his voice, muffied by inter-
vening wood, ordering the steward
aft. There was no appearance of any
lock on the door. Probably there was
none, as otherwise 1t would not have
been necessary to post guard. How
ever, this was clearly no time to ex-
pertinent, and was hungry enough
to forget all else in the appetizing
fragrance of the meal waiting. / fell
to eagerly, convinced there was a
good cook on board and enjoying ev-
cry morsel. This did not look as
though l was destined to suffer, and
merely being confined In these narrow
quarters for few hours was no great
hardship. Probably the girl was re-
ceiving very similar treatment, and
as soon as the Sen Gull made what
ever port was aimed at We would
both be put ashore and left to pro-
coed as we thought best These peo-
Pile were -lawless enough without
doubt-the murders already commit
ted were evidence of that-but all
they desired, so far as we were per-
sonally concerned, was to get us safe
ly out Of the way. where We could no
longer interfere with their plans.
What those plans might be l could
merely conjecture, with little enough
to guide my guessing. They might be
flibusters connected with some revo-
luton along the Central American
coast. smugglers or marauders of even
less responsibility, using the Henley
place for rendezvous. These fellows
were doubtless the ghosts which
haunted the place and had given it
SO uncanny a reputation throughout
the neighborhood. They would nat
urally resent any interference, any
change In ownership or control, Pos