The Challis messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1912-current, 1921-02-16

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was also there, alive, but insane. See
ing q pannikin Of fresh water. this
man grabbed 1t, draining It and
dropped dead.
When we were back aboard the
Grosvenor, for my part in the res
cue was put In irons.
This wreck incident. added to fur
Their needless abuse Of the men and
the further failure of the captain to
live up to his promise Of putting in
for better food, inflamed the crew be
yond endurance. They watched their
chance, rushed the poop in the night
and killed the captain. They then
killed Mr.. Duckling. They might have
killed me, too. Notwithstanding that
had shown sympathy to them, but
somebody had to navigate the ship
to within fifty miles Of the Florida
coast. which was where they intend
ed to abandon her and row ashore.
Having the safety o. the young girl
and her father as well as my own life
to think Of, ! agreed to act as Davt-
gator.
I was haylng my supper in the cabin
under the new regime when l felt q
touch on my arm. I looked up. II
was Miss Robertson, the rescued Cir
Before I could prevent her she took
my hand and kissed 1t. She told me
then of the wrecked ship. Her f.
Their, a wealthy Liverpool merchant.
was the owner Of the ship, which hal
been bound home from Cape Town
After the storm, the officers and crew.
fearing the ship would sink UNDER
them, had taken to the boats. She
and her father had spent a terrible
three days on the wreck, and now her
father, already a nervous wreck, was
shaken anew by the frightful threats
Of the mutineers here. She trusted to
me for the safety Of her father ane
herself.
Her trust inspired me with a new
energy. To save them ! was now
ready to play any game whatever with
Stevens, who was the leader Of the
mutineers. Our boatswain. who had
not wished to, Join them, but to save
his life had done 80, was on my side.
It was he who told me that Stevens
was intending to scuttle the ship be.
fore taking to the boats, and SO leave
me and the passengers to our fate.
We planned to Illustrate him. By
this time we had taken Miss Robert
son into our confidence. One night
our boatswain apparently fell over
board and was drowned; but he had
not fallen overboard-it was box Of
ten-penny pals, which I had thrown
over the side. This was the night be
fore that day when Stevens went be
low and bored the auger holes which
were to do for the ship; but as fast al
Stevens bored hole, the boatswain
who had been hiding below for tina
very thing, followed and plugged 1t up
Thinking he had scuttied the ship
Stevens came on deck and led the crew
to the boats, grinning evilly at Mis-
Robertson and myself as he did so
Tney had not rowed far from the shil
when the boatswain showed himsel
on deck. Stevens saw him. "We'v
been trickedr he cried. and heade'
back for the ship. The wind was ris
ing at the time, but there was 20
enough way vet on the ship to outrul
the boats. They tried to board Us b,
the main chains. As they did, tn
boatswain with q handspike and
with . revolver killed or hurled bacl
Into the sea all but one Of them. Tha
one was not 90 bad AZ the others, an
we saved him to help work on tn
ship. Throughout the fight Miss Rob
ertson, who had been gaining strengt
every hour. held the wheel 80 that th
ship should not be caught aback an
the spars come down on us.
We had now to work the ship to tn
nearest land; but the increasing win
made It dangerous with our meage
crew, to keep sail on her. We wOrke
; like dogs to reduce sail, but the win
became too much for us. It came Q
us like a solid wall; the seas role
to our tops. Spars cracked and hun
down over our decks. Only after tn
l WUSS G4u0O0NAu8 wa WAO W. sAsss>>s>e
to clear. away the most dangerous
} the broken spars. In the height Of
4 poor Mr.. Robertson died. I read Il
eleventh chapter Of st. John over h
body.
In time the wind abated: but II
sea, continuing to tumble AM roa
strained our ship 90 that she spsang
: leak. There were not enough Of US
keep her pumped out. We pumps
till our arms fell to our sides; but
no avail. When the water was to o.
main chains we took to the boat
!. and It was then. when we believed
: were doomed to die. that Mary Robel
: son and I confessed our love for ca,
other, she the daughter OF wealth
! man and l q poor, penniless sailor.
The sun was setting; the sky. far
Q the north and south. golden colo
the sea was purple glare, the hes
y ems q tender green and blue; al
while we were gazing on all this gtol