The Lynden tribune. [volume] (Lynden, Wash.) 1908-current, 1914-11-05

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and then beyOnd ne toward Hutfo1
l,sr.a rp1tIy his brain. yet uzr1be1 cy
tie t,gSu. failed 10 entirely coup-s-
tend TIE lieutenant n0NeFss. was .
aan o. aftt9n With grip On his col
ar ae .erxed the wretch % nis FEET
and held MIN there
Hand oyer those papers To Craig
he ordered shortly, and Dc hFs4y
about H. / haven't anything TO do
with tEat a1zir. and dou't think yoG
will have much more from Tow On
ion are my prisoner. and you arg good
for q ten srsot at least Stand pp. ron
coward" He fon-ed him back against
the rail end glanced about the d-ck-
The boatswain was coming aft
We'll. Shan. bow did sou End
thingsT
!. II he. -hrtfk. f.NS
tied Up aud mighty little hgtt left IN
them"
The engine roouT e.
The engineer was bit ugly. sir.
and bad to be manhandied proper.
He's yin In coal bunker with a sore
head, cussin' blue. But the assistant Is
young Teller an kin ruR the engines
! left him in charge with couple o
lads iookin' after him"
who has the wheeiY'
-Soiners, sir"
All right Have steam Kept up. aud
make the course south southeast. Here,
take this man along also. Hes the
captain. but no better than the rest"
Henley stared back. with some crazy
hope Of resistance. but the great fist of
the boatswain gripped his collar.
Come on. you." he said. Jerking him
savagely. Yer bloody pirate: make
another crack an I'll land yer one. Is
be that Henley. sirf" of the lieutenant
Yes; ever hear of him.
Have l: Aye, many the time. He's
wanted in Galveston. sir, for somethin'
worse than runnin' arms-it was a
knifn' job, sir"
What became of the girIT'
''The steward took her below and
locked her in before the fracas started"
We went down the companion stairs
together into deserted cabin. No
steward was In evidence, and. binding
the captains stateroom locked. the lieu
tenant kicked open the door aud en-
tered. | turned back. explored the
passage and finally dragged Louis out
from dark corner of the pantry.
"Oh, Lor'. Massa Craig" he whined.
"Ah amt done nuthin', deed All amt
sahw
"You locked up the girl"
"Ah just had to. sab. Captain Hen
ley he just naturally skin me alive, sab.
II All don't But All nebber hurt her
none"
Where Is sheT'
I'm No 8. sub; here-here am de
key"
"All right. Louis" and | tossed him
into one corner. "Now, listen; set
that table and get some food on 1t
quick. Make coffee, but don't wait
for anything else"
"Yes, sah."
l crossed the cabin and inserted the
key. AS the door opened she stood
there waiting. her hands held out.
Tit is all over with? You have
been successfulT'
"Yes, don't worry" and I held her
hands fast looking into her eyes.
There can be no further trouble.
Captain Henley and his crew are pris-
oners. The lieutenant Is in Henley's
cabin, going through the papers. He
wants to have a full report ready
when the Saline comes up. The three
Of us will breakfast together"
"You must permit me to wash the
wound on your head FIRST" she insist
ed. 'The hair is all matted with
blood. Please"
She ministered to me with womanly
gentleness. parting the matted hair
and cleansing the wound with water.
While In no way serious 1t was an
ugly brnise and required considerable
attention Sitting there on n stool
while she worked. | could hear Lou,
bustling about In the cabin. but III,
mind was. busy With Il Thousand nm