Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1915-03-24
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When the old mudhook (and some
day Steve was going to buy II and
hang 1t over the entrance Of the Gil
son house) slithered down into the
smiling waters Of the bay Steve con-
cluded that discretion was the better
part Of valor he would steal ashore
on the quarantine tug which lay along
side. He was willing to fight under
ordinary circumstances, but he must
get his treasure in safety first. They
could call him welcher II they
wanted to; devil a bit did he care. So
he pried back the boards of his bunk
wall, took out the box, eyed it fondly,
and noted for the first time the let
tering on it.:
. STANLEY HARGREAVE.
He Wrinkled his brow in the effort
to recall a pirate by this name, but
was unsuccessful. No matter He
Rugged the box under his coat and
made for the gangway, and inadver-
tently ran into his enemy.
Dunkers caught a bit Of the box
peeping from under the coat.
What a yuh got there?" he de-
manded truculently.
Meme O your damn business! You
femme. by; hear me?'
Amt none o. my business. huh?
Where'd yuh git box like that? Steal
1T? BY cripes, I'm goin' t. have
look at that box, my hearty. 1t don't
smell like honest onions
You lemme BY" breathed Steve,
with murder in his heart.
Suddenly the two men closed surged
back and forth; one determined to
take and the other to hold this 1nys-
tcrious box. Dunkers struggled to up
hold Ills word: not that he really
wanted the box but to prove that he
was strong enough to take it if he
wanted to-. The name on the box
flashed and disappeared. 1t was kind
Of shock to HIM He and Blossom went
battering against the rail. Dunkers'
grip slipped and so did Blossom S. The
result was that the box was catapulted
into the sea- With an agonizing cry,
Blossom leaned far over. He saw the
box oscillate for a moment, then sink
gracefully in a zigzag course, down
through the blue waters Fainter and
fainter it grew, anc 1t last vanished.
I'm sorry, Steve; but yuh wouldn't
let me look at it" said Dunkers, con.
tritely.
Damn you; I'm goin' t. kill " TO,
that!''
1t became real fight this time, fist
and foot, tooth and nail; one mad with
the lust to kill and the other desper-
aiely intent on living. It was one Of
hose contests in which honor and
fair play have no part. But for the
timely arrival Of the captain and some
Il the crew DunAers would have been
sadly injured, perhaps fatally They
,.11C.ed back Blossom, roaring out his
oatfs at the top of his lungs. 1t took
ha,f an hours arguing to calm him
-oWn. Then the captain demanded to
know what it was all about. And
alubbering, Steve told him:
Six hundred feet Of water, if I've
cot my. reckoning right. The anchor
lies in, so feet, but the starboard side
Crops sheer 900. You swab! Why
didn't you bring the box to me? A
man has a right to what he finds I'd
nave taken care Of it for you till we
got back to port. l know; you were
greedy; you thought l might want to
stick my fist into your treasure. And
49,
and tangled, porous coral That's what
you get for being a blamed hos. AS
for YOU and the captain turned to
Dunhers, "get your dunnage and your
Fay and hunt for another boat back.
won't have no murder On board Cap