The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1919-04-04
CHAPTER xi.
The Return Of the Boat.

A~No'" w ehC Sodb
The crew hurried over to the port
rail. Beyond doubt most OF those
aboard realized that this had been an
expedition OF some Importance, the cul-
minatiOn of their long wait on the
coast. part of some scheme of their
chief. in the SpOils OF which they *
pected to share. Moreover this boat
approaching through the darkness was
bringing back their leader, and how
ever else they might feel toward him,
the reckless daring. and aud1ciou> ~
sourcefulncSS of Sanchez meant sue
cess.
| was made to comprehend all This
by the low, mu1tered u%tteranceS OF
those crowding near ne. spoken in
nearly every language of the world.
Much | could not translate. yet enough
Preached my ears to convince me OF
1.-THE temper of the Crew-their feyeriSh
~leagerneSS to be again at sea. under
command of Il captain WHOM they both
jhated and fearcd-a cruel, ccld-blOOd-
led monster. YET a genius in crime. and
In natural leader OF such men as these.
BLACK Sanchez, | listened to their
comments. their expectations. with
1swiftly heating heart. alone knew
what that boat was bringing. What
would be the result when the dead
jbody If their leader came up over the
;rSil?
LeVpre shouted IN order. and q sud
lden flare was lighted amidsiipS. the
I~circlr Of flame Illuminating Il part OF
1.-THE deck, and S%preadin" out over me
lwifd cXpanSe Of Watee. scarcely had
In minute elapsed before il came sweep
lin" into the radius of iight-at hrS' 4
ldim. spectral shadow. scarcely I" DO
l~reco-niZrd: then. almost as suddenly,
ircyra}nd in AL its dcta:lS-a boat OF
size. living toward Us under Il lug sail.
lkeClin.. we'll over. ard topping the sea
lswcIS like Il bird on wing. Levers
called for men tn stand ny. rilc fellows
rusbip" DaSt me to their stations. Dut,
lin the fascination of The m"iicht, L
failed to move. | could do nothing nut
lstsre ont across the Intervening wa
Ter with eyes fastened OH hat swiftly
In nlbrOItflIfl2 Hodt. 1 Hh''' ~
IEnow the message ii brought: WhaC
story it held of the tragedy. Manner
held the filler. with EStada seated De
side him. leaning forward. and GEES
ticulotinp with one hand. as he direct
led the course. had never seen theSe
1.-Two. vet knew then beyond Il
iMendcz and Anderson (at least | sup
l.,, 90, hn tho tWnl were DOlStll
Ian the sail %halyards. ready TO lei 'he
)%straining sheet down at Il run. white
lCochose crOuched low in the bow. ms
ib,ack hand uplifted. gripping a coil or
irope. Their faces were all turned ior-
lword. lighted by the fare from our
ldeck. and I felt a Shudder of fear run
lover memo expression on any u
lteDance spoke Of defeat; ever the Ugly
Features of the negro beamed With de-
light.
Put was that all? Was that all?
ISurely not. Forward of the single
i.ast was slowed the chest, while in
he oEen space between the heimsman
nd the two sailors were stretched TWO
~,ufionlcss bodies. LeNcre. gripping Il
tay-rope, and leaning well out. hailed
u Spanish.
".Alroy, the boat! You can make lt?'
CAV" came back EStadas voice.
Stand by to fend US off. Call All
lands. and break anchor as soon Us we
tare aboard"
Every well, sir. Where is Captain
I~Sanchez?"
Estada pointed downward in swift,
Expressive gesture.
.sHere at my feet-badly hurt. but
Twill recover. Send two men down to
lhelp when we make fast. Now, Co
1chose-let go Of your rope; watch out
Iabover"
/ stood. gripping hard at the rail,
I.nd staring down at the scene below
rs the men in the boat made fast. 1
felt paralXzed, and helpless, unable 10
v I had no business TO- remain