Indiana daily times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1914-1922, 1922-03-17
CHAPTER Y-COntinued

'Barnette and Mora can take a trick
at it. 1t won't need much guarding to-
night after this"
So it happened after all that did not
paint the princess Tchacalca."
''Where did l get my hurt?" she asked
in due time.
"Where do most people get hurts at
sea, If not on n slippery deck in
storm Z" was my reply.
wasn't there some sort Of a fight on
the deck during the Storm"
"Was there?"
eyes, pistol shots were heard"
''Was anybody hit?"
The "Prncess," who called herself
Sonora TRAFALGAR could not say. She
was all sympathy with me because I
had met with that accident on the slip
! perry decking.
80? You are Senior Jarndyce's cous-
imp she asked me.
who told You that, pray?"
"And an artist Of nation wide fame
, on account Of your picture, The Genii
/ Of the Smelter?'"
"Who Is your Informant"
"Oh, I have seen the picture, and ]
have copy Of Who's Who in my cabin
Wonderful picture, The Genn Of the
Smelter.'"
We promenaded the wet deck with poor
Nelson always in the offing till half past
10, when he came IN for his inning.
At - Aguaros called for me and asked
NE TO 60 below with him to watch the
storage passengers at their food We
went below. He stored me about the
rocking runways lest I come to further
grief with my hurt shoulder The steer
age and third class sat at long tables,
bench and tables built in one piece out
Of pitch pine. The edge Of the tables
had little strips nailed to them to keep
the dishes from caroming into the laps
OF the eaters as the ship rolled. They
were eating light bread, chlcory coffee,
and n thick mutton stew, and the odor
of It all mixed with the smell Of buge
water and hot oil went 10 the pit Of
my stomach like a blow. We went along
the table from end to end and looked
into the faces Of the passengers-Irish.
Scandiuavians and negroes, mixed to-
gether 'higgledly pigElcdly. I knew
should know my man If he were there
because of his size and because I had
seen his face distinctly in the fash Of
lightning.
We came upon him with HIS right arm
In a sling. He was q big. burIy brute
probably Irish-Amorican. with thick. sla-
vering lips. a close-croDped. bunny head,
a. -, Il. '-''' 'o0NeN dS IL UoE
H.
~, ar" S"" me n'au 'neF uS'u 10 cad
"Wots that to you, mister?' muttered
inc "'"e''
w. HG'"'hS H'cn' uSed 10 oet on
you in IN" hrize ring tlats all Ana
say bouFke' IN lowered Key, I'm bet
ting on you stu. "WlN you meet me-
I'm the second class smoking room tonight
! at H:'
ANY money in it?"
That's according, I've got the money,
and I put It out sometimes
III come
"Hourke, this gentleman is IN artist
( I'm showing him around to see if he can
I find anything worth painting down
here
Yes, I know e's a artist" growled
Bourke with dour smile.
! Bullet wound?" asked Aguaros casu-
ally, touching the others bandaGe.
mo; knife. II was little row in the
steeraCe last night"
"Yes; I heard there was some shoot
/ ing: that's the reason I thought ii was a
/ bullet wound"
! We'll, think again" growled the big
/ fellow ana turned to his mutton.
/ you're certainly an artist Yourself"
| I COMMUNICATED Aguaros as we climbed
from the sinking hold to the sweet air
/ Of the rocking decks.
| diplomacy is better than war" he
commented. Il guess You didn't recog-