The Clio messenger. (Clio, Mich.) 1907-current, 1921-09-22
CHAPTER XII.
The Admiral Has His Say.

Inc HulnlTul lace WAS IdluTtlN
vigorous and cheerful, but. as he looked
at Dyck Calhoun, steely hardness
came into ii, and gave IA cynical twist
to the lips. He was short man, and
spare, but his bearing had dignity and
every motion significance.
He had had his high moment with
the French admiral, had given his COM
mands to the fleet and had arranged
the disposition Of the captured French
ships. He was in good spirits, and the
wreckage In the fleet seemed not to
shake his nerve, for he had lost i'm men
far less than the enemy, and had cap
tured many Ships-a good days work.
due finally To the man in sailors
clothes standing there with Captain
Ivy. The admiral took in the dress of
Calhoun at glance-the trousers of
blue cloth, the sheath-knife belt, the
stockings of white silk. the loose I'M
starched collar, the fine black silk
handkerchief at the throat the waist
coat of red kerseymere, the shoes like
dancing pumps. and the short, round
blue jacket, with the fiat gold buttons
"a seaman complete. He smiled broad
ly; he liked this mutineer and eX-con-
Wet.
captain Calhoun, Ell ~ he remarked
mockingly. "Well, you've played a
strong game, and you've plunged us
into great difficulty"
Dyck did not lose his opportunity.
Happily I've done what l planned to
do when we left the Thames, admiral"
he said I'VE came TO get the chance
of doing what. by favor of fate, we
have accomplished. Now, sir, as I'm
under arrest. and the ship which i
controlled has done good service, may
beg that the Ariadne's personnel shall
have amnesty, and that ] alone be
made to pay-if that must be-for the
mutiny at the NoreT
The admiral nodded. "We know Of
your breaking away from the mutinous
fleet, and Of their firing on you as you
passed, and that is in your favor.
can also say this: That bringing the
ship here was mastery work, for
understand there were no officers. on
the Ariadne. She always had the repu-
tation of being one Of the best-trained
ships in the navy, and she has splen-
didly upheld that reputation. How did
you manage IL. Mr.. Calhoun
Dyck briefly told how the lieu
tenants were made, and how he him
self had been enormously indebted to
Greenock, the master of the ship.
The admiral smiled sourly. 81 have
little power until l get instructions
from the admiralty, and that Will take
some time. Meanwhile, the Ariadne
shall go on as she is, and as If she
were-and had been from the first-a
member Of my own squadron"
Dyck bowed, explained what re-
forms he had created in the food and
provisions of the Ariadne, and ex-
pressed hope that nothing should be
altered. He declared the ship had
proved herself. chiefly because of his
reforms.
Besides. she's been badly ham,
mered. She's got great numbers of
wounded and dead. and for many a
day the men will he busy with repairs"
"For man without naval expert
ence, for mutineer, an ex-convict and
n usurper, you've done quite well, Mr.
Calhoun; but my instructions were. If
you fell into my hands, to try you and
hang you
At this point Captain Ivy interviewed.
"Sir," he said, 1.-THE instructions you
received were general. They could not
anticipate the special service which
the Ariadne has rendered TO the kings
fleet. | have known Mr.. Calhoun; |
have visited ut his fathers house;
was with him on his journey TO Dub
lin, which was the beginning of his bad
luck. I would beg Of you, sir, to give
Mr.. Calhoun his parole on sea and land
until word comes from the admiralty
as TO what, in the circumstances, his
fate shall be-"
ITO be kept on the Beatitude on pa
role !" exclaimed the admiral.
Land or sea, Captain Ivy said. I'm
as well born as any man in the kings
fleet" declared Dyck. 1--WE as clean
record as any officer in his majesty's
navy, save for the dark fact that
was put in prison for killing man !;
and l will say here, in the secrecy Of
an admirais cabin, that the man !
killed-or was supposed to kill-was a
traitor. If l did kill him. he deserved
death by whatever hand It came.
care not what you do with me"-his
hands clenched, his shoulders drew up,
his eyes blackened with the dark fire
Of his soul-"whether you put me on
parole, or try me by court-martial, or
hang me from the yard-arm. I've done
a piece OF work Of which I'm not
ashamed. I've brought a mutinous ship
out Of mutiny, sailed her down the
seas for many weeks, disciplined her,
drilled her, trained her, fought her /;
helped to give the admiral of the West
Indian oouadror his vtcforv 10 Tn