Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1919-06-25
Before the Governor.

l heard the Keel slipping, yet before we
had reached the door opening on deck
the slight movement ceased. My hand
gripped the frightened Haines.
Tell them in the boat to do as l
| said; then come back here"
my God. sir. she's goin' down"
mot for some minutes yet. There
! are thousands Of pounds in that chest !;
you've risked life for less many q
time. Jump, my mani"
The boat lay In close, bobbing up
aud down dangerously, yet held firmly
beneath the opened port. The box
was heavy enough TO tax the strength
Of two men to handle 1t, but Of a size
and shape permitting its passage.
! Sanchez had raised himself again. and
| clung there TO the edge of the bunk
watching US.
Now let down easy, lads" called
mo, place II amidships; get it even. or
you 60 over. Fix II to ride steady. and
stand by-well pass a wounded man
out 10 you"
stepped across to Sanchez. He saw
! me coming, and drew back, his CHASTITY
| face like O mask .rt.,
mo you don't, Carlyle!" he snapped
angrily. Keep your hands OF me.
So you want me to die with my neck
| in a moose, do you? was born a gen.
tleman, and, by God I'll die like one
and go down with my ship. Get out Of
| here now, You won't; You will. or
[ ~ mi
minute to make your choice
He left no doubt as TO his meaning.
From beneath the blanket, the black
/ muzzie OF a pistol looked stra!sh. into
my eyes. The hand holding il was
| firm. the face fronting me savagely
sardonic.
I'D like TO kill you, Carlyle" he
Kissed hatefully. by God. l don't
know why | shouldn't Every time !
look at you see her face. II you take
a step nearer pull the trigger-go!"
1t was q hard pull back TO the Santa
we stood close together at the rail as
the men hoisted the chest on deck.
She said nothing, asked nothing. but
her hands chung to my arm, and when
ever turned toward her our eyes met.
There was a sudden cry forward,
and a voice shouted:
There she goes, buckles! That's
| the last o. the Namur!"
1 turned swiftly, my hand grasping
her fingers as they chung 10 the rail.
The battered hulk slid downward. the
! deck breaking amidships as the stern
| spiashed into the depths; then that
also toppled over, leaving nothing
above water except the blunt end Of
! broken bowsprlt, and a tangle OF
| wreckage tossed about on the crest
| of the waves. / watched breathlessly,
unable TO utter sound; I could only
think Of that stricken man in the cabin,
those wild eyes which had threatened
me. He was gone now-gone!
yet held Dorothy's hand tightly
! claSped in my own, and the depths OF
her uplifted eyes questioned me.
| I'VE will 20 aft, dear, and will tell
/ you the whole story / said gently,
'for now we are homeward bound"
Iwrite these few closing lines a year
later In the cabin Of the Ocean Spray,
three master, full to the matches
with a cargo of tobacco. bound for
London, and market. Dorothy Is on
deck, eagerly watching for the first
| glimpse Of the chalk cliffs Of old
England. l must Join her presently,
yet linger below to add these final SEN
fences.
There is after all. little which needs
to be said. The voyage Of the Santa
Marie north proved uneventful. and,
after that first night Of storm, the
weather held pleasant and the sea
fairly smooth. had some trouble with
the men, but nothing serious. as Wat
kins and Haines held as did, and the
pledge Of Dorothy's influence brought
courage. / refused to open the chest,
| believing Our safety, and chance Of
pardon, would depend largely on. our
handing this over In good faith to the
authorities. Watkins and I guarded
| ~ odu uhlAi INC ONAVVhSa
rounded the cape and came into the
Chesapeake. No attempt was made
to find quarters below, the entire crew
sleeping on deck. Dorothy comfortable
on the flag locker.
1t was scarcely sunrise, on the fifth
day, when we dropped anchor against
the current Of the James, our sails
furled and the red English colors fly.
ing from the peak. Two hours later
the entire company were in the pres
ence Of the governor. where told my
story. gravely listened to, supplement-
ed by the earnest plea Of the young
woman. shall never forget that
scene, or how breathlessly we awaited
the decision Of the great man, who SO
closely watched our faces. They were
surely d strange. rough group as they
stood thus, hats in hand, waiting to
learn their fate, shaggy-haired, un.
shaver. largely scum OF the sea, never
before In such presence, shufling un'
easily before his glance, feeling to the
full the peril of their position. Their
eyes turned to me Questioningly.
Opposite US, behind long table, sat
the governor, dignifed, austere, his
hair powdered and face smoothly
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