Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1914-02-01

accordln to regulations, and duty done.
Here they GOMEZ
swarm Of figures had started up the
shrouds, on each side. He saw the sheen OF
orientals were capable OF. The "Jamaicans'
had thrown off concealment. chattering
threats in Chinese as they came on.
Jenny answered defantly; for he saw
his chance. Man to man now-and I'll
take the biggest first.7 he cried. Like cat
he sprang out of the top as the Cinnamon
clambered over the edge.
On the fo'c'sle the skipper was staring
over the ocean, fearful OF an answer to Jem-
my's signals. 1t never occurred to him that
the little life saver was not doomed, till
something flashed down the forestry, hung
for a second over the skipper. and dropped.
prone. while Jenny Duck leaped up, dash
ing aft to the wheel. We'll be going home
when we fight it out!' he roared. "Now
come on! Mighty
A turn Of the wheel, damned down hard
and lashed, started the schooner round with
her head for Barnegat. The Cinnamon
were on top of them next moment. mounting
the poop, when Jenny snatched a hand
spike and shouted his warcry.
HE did not see the big white motorboat
- which lodged the nadly careening
schooner, nor did he hear the answering bel
low of Captain Casco, nor the booming
chorus of the life savers who had come out
to do him "last honors.'
Jenny Duck was nearer the need of last
honors than he ever had been. He had but
one thought to $50 down fighting for the
honor Of Ships Bottom. undaunted unde
feated to the end. That was why he raised
his voice in song as he charged, and the life
savers, swarming over the bulwark, stood
petrified at the sight of a duck-legged little
man, erupting like the vortex of volcano
in a struggling mass of dark-faced Seamen,
some of them, strangely enough, with long
cues hanging down their backs, and all
chattering in angry Chinese at Jenny Duck,
who defiantly roared that he was
the cook and the Captain bold.
The mate of the Nancy brig.
The bosn tight and the mdshipmite
And crew of the Captains gigi''
@If We are. We little imp, you're the rough
est shipmaster | ever see at work. Stop it,
Jenny" Casco cried. before YOU slaughter
them all. We saw that signal torch and
chased YOU; but we never thought it was
you. What did YOU mean by pirates
~She's the Chinee slnuggler!' Jenny
to the rescue! I've ketched the Chinee
here's the big king villain Of the lot-Bng!'
Jenny was under Roadway and could not
stop at once. He saw the bearded schooner
master lurching aft, and met him halfway,
springing into the air to land his final blow,
and both rolled over the deck together.
HE was grinning when the life savers
= dragged him up, and "a sight to behold,
as Casco said. But Jenny was happy. His
mates had seen him in action-they had
seen him capture the schooner single handed.
But best Of all, .Jenmy's heart swelled with
the thought that the two crack life saving
crews of Barnegat had come out into the
night and the ocean to seek for one poor
little "duck-legged castaway cook, that they
thought was drowned, only to find him in
the midst Of his final glory and his last hon
ors.
"Im sorry couldn't let you bullies into
the secret, Jenny said repentantly, "or we
might ha caught that boatload o Chinks
that the skipper sent ashore, soon as he
anchored. Only that wreck come in 50
quick. and o course the Life Savin' Service
expected every man to do his duty; so | had
to 90 out and reskv them tankers. | sensed
them IanaikieS was Cinnamon on this