The circle banner. [volume] (Circle, Mont.) 1914-1939, 1919-07-11

! Eyes, an yer might ind another AFT
| il yer looked fer it. Morn tibet, we
know how ter use 'em. Now see here,
Gates; thar's no reason why we should
beat about the bush-fact is we're sea
rovers."
"Sea rovers-pirates. sir?"
'Bahi what's a namei We take
| what we want; It's our trade, that's
all. No worse than many another.
The question is, are yer goin' ter take
chance long with us? It's the only
life, iad-plenty Of fun. the best of
liquor and pretty girls, with share In
all the swag"
what is the name Of this bark?"
''The Namur-out o. Rotterdam till
we took her."
"Who's the captainT
"Silva Sanchez"
"Gawd Sanchez-nOt-not Black
Sanchez7'
That's him; so yer've heerd Of
Black SanchezT Well, we're sailin'
long with him, all right, mate, an
yer ought ter know whut tibet means
fer a good man."
I hesitated. yet only long enough to
leave the impression sought to make
on them both.
Likely thar amt no sailor but what
has heerd o. him." / said slowly. at
don't look like thar wus much choice,
does it?"
LeVere appeared amused In his way,
which was not a pleasant one.
"Oh, yes, friend, there is choice
enough. Bill here, had exactly the
same choice when he first came-hey,
Bill? Remember how you signed on,
after we took you off the Albatross?
This is how 1t stands. Gates-either |
go forrard quietly yerself, er the both |
Of US will kick you there. That will be |
enough talk. Go on, now"
1t was a curt dismissal coupled with |
a plain threat. easy to understand. /
obeyed the order gladly enough, stink
ng away into the black shadows for
ward. realizing my good fortune. and
seeking some spot where 1 could be
alone.
The crew had disappeared, lying
Town no doubt in corners out of the
Wind. And this wind was certainly
Using. l wondered that LeVere hung
m so long in his perilous position, al
hough, in spite of the increased strain,
he anchor still chung firmly. 1t seemed
o me that no hawser ever made could
Ong Withstand the terrific strain of
ur Juggling, as the struggling bark
ose and fell In the grip of the sea. To
i'm must have come the same con-
lotion, for suddenly his high-pitched
DICE sang out from the poop:
'Stand by, forrard, to lower the star
GARD anchor move lively, men. Every
hing ready, Haines?"
''All clear, sir. Come on the Jump,
ullies ~
Then let go smartly. Watch that I
OH don't get the line fouled. AIoft l
lere! Anything in sight, Cavere?'' I
From high up on the fore-top yard,
lie answer. blown by the wind, came I
own in broken English:
"Non, m'sieur; I see nottings" |
] Joined the watch forward. The
1mber of men on deck was evidence
d idrSe crew, lHeTe DeluS uduy
ore than were necessary for the +
ork to be done. Most Of them ap-
Jared to be able seamen, and Haines
owe them mercilessly, cursing them |
r lubbers. and twice kicking vicious |
at a STOPPING form. Then the great |
pc began to slip swiftly through the |
Iwse hole. and We heard the sharp |
lash as the iron flukes struck the /
ater, and sank. Almost at that same /
slant the voice Of Cavere rang out /
ON the masthead: |:
"a sail, msieur-a sail % |:
'Where away?"
"Off re port quarter. I make eet to
re leetIe boat-she just round re II
int" /