The Huttig news., 1917-10-06

She shook her head, her eyes grown grave.
 Not thing; we seem to be abso- lutely alone in the immensity of the sea-just one great wave after the other. lit gets on my nerves"
 Tt certainly does; such a sight has driven more than one insane. But what does this mean? Why is the bis cult bag out here?"
 l pointed to the bottom of the boat, l beyond her feet. Her eyes met mine, her answer made in whisper.
 "He--he crept back here while was adjusting my oar, and took two"
 "McCann?"
 "Yes, he had the bag before l no- ] ticed, and l thought it best not to anger 1 him then, for he held that open knife in his hand"
 You should have called me-"
 "The mischief was done before had any time. Besides I knew you needed the sleep. What are you going to do?''
 I smiled bit grimly, glimpSng him beneath the sail.
 q am about to give Mir Fergus Me Cam, late of New York little speci- men of sea discipline which hope may last him for the remainder of this voy- age.' replied quietly. Hold the boat steady, Miss Vera, and leave me to at- tend to this degenerate son of wealth" :"
 l crept forward, scarcely jarring the frail craft, and was beyond the jury mast before the fellow had aroused sufficiently from his knife play even to note my approach. He stared at me in solently, leaving the keen blade trem- bling in the plank.
 "McCann," I began, wasting no time in preliminaries. lifting myself on one knee, and facing him. "the young lady says you took advantage of my being sound asleep to help yourself to bis cults; is that so?"
 Well, what if I did? I was hungry"
 ''So am l; so no doubt Is the lady for the matter of that. Hunger is no justification for stealing. You were not starving; you received exactly the same share we did. More than that, have assumed command of this boat because l am the only one on board knowing the ways of the sea. I told you plainly what you were to do, and propose to enforce my orders. Not another bite will be given you today, or tomorrow"
 '1s that so?" he drawled, wicked smile revealing his teeth. You must think you are dealing with a foremast hand. It takes something besides threats to run me, Mir. Robert Hollis"
 He half arose to his feet, but forced him back onto the thwart none too gently. His face was red with passion, his eyes malevolent.
 ''D- you! take your hands off mel he snarled. "No clustering sea bully is going to make me jump at the crook of his finger. You touch me again, and I'll show you who'll am, you big brute. Me take orders from you Why, pooh: I've got more money in New York than you ever saw" If you owned the Bank of England it would mean nothing to me. You will do what l say, or I'll make you"
 You will? How?"
 "No matter how; I've trained more men than you to obedience in my time, and always found way"
 Huh! the bucko-mate business, hey?s he sneered. Well, just try that on me, if you think it safe. I'll show you-''
 His hand darted back toward his hip pocket, but I was looking for the move nent, and ready. His fingers had bare y gripped the butt of his weapon when my clinched fist crashed into his face. I have struck harder blows. for I was not poised to put my whole weight be- hind it, yet the man went over as though fioored by an ax, and lay hud- dled in the bows quivering like a jelly fish. I jerked the revolver from the grip of his hand, dropped 1t into my pocket, wrenched the open knife from the wood in which 1t stuck, and closed the blade.
 "Get up now, you fool" I ordered sharply. "Oh. yes, you will," and gripped him by the collar and lifted him roughly to his knees. That Is likely to be the last time you will ever attempt to pull gun on me. Make an- other movement, McCann, and I'll throw you overheard. You take your