The Fayette falcon. (Somerville, Tenn.) 190?-current, 1916-06-02
CHAPTER xxI-contInusd.


He dropped down to the deck and
rested his rifle across the rail. The
bullets we had received had travelled
nearly mile, but by now we had cut
that distance in half. He fired three
careful shots. At the third the boat
steerer let loose HIS steering-oar and
crumpled up in the bottom Of the boat.
Il guess that1l fix them" Wolf Lar
sen said, rising to his feet. Il couldn't
afford to let the hunter have 1t, and
there is a chance the boat-puller
doesn't know how to steer. In which
case, the hunter cannot steer and
shoot at the same time"
His reasoning was justified, for the
boat rushed at once into the wind and
the hunter sprang aft to take the boat
steerer's place. There was no more
shooting, though the rifles were still
cracking merrily from the other boats.
The hunter had managed to get the
boat before the wind again. but we ran
down upon II. going at least two feet
20 It's one. A hundred yards away,
saw the boat-puller pass rife to the
hunter. Wolf Larsen went amidships
and took the coil Of the Acknowledgements
from its pin. Then he peered over the
rail with leveled rife. Twice saw the
hunter let go the steering-oar with one
hand, reach for his rife, and hesitate.
We were now alongside and foaming
past.
Here, you'll" Wolf Larsen cried sud
denly to the boat.puller. Take a
turn"
At the same time he flung the coil
of rope. It struck fairly, nearly
knocking the man over. but he did not
obey. Instead, he looked to his hunter
for orders. The hunter, In turn, was
in quandary. His rifle was between
his knees, but II he let go the steer.
ing-oar in order to shoot, the boat
would sweep around and collide with
The schooner. Also he saw Wolf Lar
sens rife bearing upon him and knew
he would be shot ere he could get his
rife into play.
"Take turn" he said quietly to the
man.
The boat-puller obeyed, taking a turf
around the little forward thwart and
paying the line as II jerked taut Thu
boat sheered out with rush. and thu
hunter steadied 1t to parallel course
some twenty feet from the side Of thu
Ghost.
"Now get that sail down and com,
alongsidel" Wolf Larsen ordered.
| Once aboard, the two prisoner
hoisted in the boat and urder VOL
Larsen's direction carried the wound
cd boat-steerer down into the fore
castle
"If our FIVE boats do as well as yo'
and have done, Wen have a prett
fun crew." Wolf Larsen said to me.
THE man you shot-he is, hope
Maud Brewster quavered.
'Tn the shoulder" he answered
s,Nothing serious. Mr.. Van Weyde
VIII pull him around as good as ever
three or four weeks"
"But he won't pull those chap
around, from the look Of II" he addet
pointing at the Macedonia's third boa
Tor which had been steering an
which was now nearly abreast OF u
THAT'S Horner's and Smokes work.
told them we wanted live men. nj
carcasses. But the Joy Of shooting
hit Is q most compelling thing, whe
once you've learned how to shoot. Eve
experienced 1t. Mr.. Van WeydenT
| shook my head and regarded the
work. It had indeed been bloody, Il
they had drawn of and Joined oil
other three boats in the attack on u
remaining two Of the enemy. The &
serted boat was in the trough Of Il
sea, rolling drunkenly across eat
comber, rs loose spritsail out at rig
angles to It and fluttering and fiappir
in the wind. The hunter and boa
puller were both lying awkwardly
4he bottom, but the boat-steerer II
across the gunwale, half in and be
out, his arms trailing in the water a.
his head rolling from side TO side.
Don't look. Miss Brewster, plea
don't look, / had begged Of her, and
was glad that she had minded me Al
been spared the sight.
Head right into the bunch, Mr.. "
weyden," was Wolf Larsens CO
mand.
As be drew nearer, the firing cease