Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1917-10-08

man himself IL on board"
He breathed heavily from surprise ;
then laughed.
"Lord, this 10 some news. Hollis" he
managed to calculate, "but surely you
hardly expect me to be sympathetic,
do your
mo, I hardly expect IT," unable to
disguise my intense disgust at his tone.
However Philip Bascom IL here, ru-
ined by your persecution, crippled for
life by the cowardly bullet"
''Now, look here, Hollis" he broke
in, III you think am going to stand
for your bullying any longer, you're
mistaken. It's my turn to talk"
''Yoursl What will you talk with
money!
perhaps" he sneered. "and with
men also. In the first place, I might
as well tell you, don't give d.
who owns this ship. OF course you
gave me jolt by saying that this man
Bascom was on board, but, after all,
that's nothing to me. We had our
fight, and he learned the same lesson
others have, that Fergus McCann Is
perfectly able to take care Of himselfs
Now I'm ready to teach the same thing
to Mr.. Robert Hollis of Chicago. This
Is no small boat In mid-Atlantic, where
you can bully me because Of your phys
ical strength. You made mistake,
Hollis, playing me for fool. I've got
your number already"
you are quite sure Of that?"
"You bet l am, but I'm not going
to say any more about 1t tonight. To
morrow I'll talk with you again"
He turned away. the shrug Of his
shoulders picturing contempt, and
studied insolence which set my blood
boiling. With the grip Of one hand !
flung him back against the rail, and
held him there.
mo. Wen discuss it right now" !
said sternly. ''but I'll do the talking
in your place. You haven't anything to
tell me. know what your plans are
already. know what you are attempt
Ing to accomplish, and know your
purpose. You have found few ruff
fans forward who will take your dirty
gold. To gain control. of the others.
YOU have played up the war scare.
You think now that the time has come
when you can acts that S6y'
He wriggled in an effort to break
free Of my grip, and let 90 of him
in utter contempt.
"You would find OUT he snarled an,
grily. III called for help"
But you are not going to call for
help, for II you even open your lips for
that purpose, you are going to die right
where you stand. Take that seriously,
Mccain. You are endeavoring to In
cite mutiny on board. and under the,
law of the sea, l can kill you for 1t.
Now, confess my feeling toward you
is not a tender one, but there is going
TO be no bloodshed If l. can avoid it.
Where have you bunked!"
"Amidship."
Petty officers quarters. Well, /
prefer having you aft. There IS . va
can't stateroom below. Walk ahead of
me to the cabin, and 60 down the
steps"
You'll pay for this in the morn
ing"
do not worry about the morning,
my man. Trust me to take care OF
your friends forward when the time
comes. This Is not my first voyage.
Move onF'
Sullenly he left the rail. and crossed
the deck. to the companion, with me
trailing step behind. was aware
that Olson was leaning out over the
poop-rail watching our dim figures,
wondering, no doubt, what was occur
ring below. did not venture to glance
upward, or remove my eyes from the
prisoner.
Below there" the mate called.
gruffly, what's going on?"
st Is all right. Mr.. Olson" an
swered. speaking quietly. 'Tll explain
alter. Open the door, McCann. and go
straight down"
He must have realized the utter fu-
tility of resistance. for he never even
turned his head, marching before me
down the stairs, and across the de-
serted cabin. I threw open the door
next to Bascona's stateroom. switched
on the light. and glanced within, keep
ing my grasp hard on McCann's arm.
His eyes met mine, black with q
towards hatred.
by God II You wasn't armed"
swung him about In sudden disgust,
hInging him forward. and he fell
sprawling on the deck, overturning the
stool. Ime ne1t :..S.::-. he'd closed
the door and locked it, dropping the
key into my jacket pocket. There had
been little noise, scarcely enough TO
Grouse the sleepers below, and It was
with a feeling of decided relief, that
I returned to the open deck.
l climbed the ladder, joining Olson
at the port rail. Two men were at
the wheel, which bucked sufficiently
to keep them busy.
"You are off couple Of points, lads"
said. Cant you hold her any
closer"
'Not the way the sea IL running.
sir" answered voice l recognized as
simms', unless we raise bit more
jib, and the mate thought It best not
to risk the canvas"
Fright, no doubt, but hold her down
the best you can"
"Aye, aye, sir"