Perth Amboy evening news., 1923-01-05
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An interesting friendship springs
No between ArabeIla, niece and
ward Of Colonel Bishop of Barba-
dos, and Captain Blood, who had
become the slave of Bishop after
having been ~unJustly convicted on
q charge Of treason against King
|. James of England. Blood becomes
a leader in q plot to escape from
the island, Bishop fogs Jeremy
nit, a young shipmaster, who re-
fuses to answer certain questions
put to him by the enraged colonel,
who is the owner of both Blood and
PITT.
Go ON with tho Story
You don't know? Well, here's to
quicken your wits" Again the cane
descended. "Have you thought of
his name YETI"
Pitt shrugged, shifted sideways on
his feet again, and settled into dog
ged silence. Colonel Bishops tenn
per was never one that required
much ~provocation. Ffercely now he
dashed those defenseless shoulders,
accompanying each blow by BIAS
phemy and foul abuse, until the
lingering embers Of his manhood
tanned into momentary fame, Pitt
gprang upon his tormentor.
But as he sprang, so also sprang
the watchful blacks. Muscular
bronze arms coiled erushingly about
The frail white body. and in a mo-
ment the unfortunate slave stood
powerlesS.
Breathing hard. his face mottled,
Eishop pondered him a moment.
Then: "Fetch him along" he said.
They came out upon the green
u 4Ao ~ a r14 hnodn6 fnN fhn ar anlyo n a
ID the ~overseer's white house.
It's eyes looked out over Carlisle
y, of which this plateau com-
.nded q clear view.
In the roads, standing in for the
ere before a gentle breeze that
freely ruffIed the sapphire surface
the Caribbean, came a stately
1-hulled frigate, flying the Eng
h ensign.
At her present rate of progress it
tould be an hour, perhaps, before
he came to anchorage within the
E1arbor. Pitt was hurried forward
INTO the stockade, and clapped into
the stocks that stood there ready
Tor slaves who required correction.
Colonel Bishop followed him pres
entity, with %leisurely, rolling gait.
"a mutinous cur that shows his
fangs to his master must learn good
manners at the cost Of a striped
hide" was all he said before setting
about his executioner's job.
When. at last, from very weari-
ness. Colonel Bishop flung away the
stump and thongs to which his cane
slaves back al bleeding pulp from
neck to waist.
Colonel Bishop set his foot upon
the crossbar, and leaned over his
victim, a cruel smile on his full,
roarse face.
Let that teach you a proper sub
mission" said he. and now touch
ing that shy friend Of yours, you
shall stay here without meat or
drlnk-without meat or drink, dye
hear me?-until you please to tell
me his name and business" He took
his foot from the bar. when you've
and wen have the irons to
you"
On that he laughed, swung On his
heel. and strobe out OF the stockade,
his negroes following.
The slave writhed In his stocks
until he was in danger of breaking
his limbs, and writing, screamed In
Iagony.
Thus was he found by Peter
|BlO0d, VINO seemed TO the LADS
Troubled vision to materialize sud
denly before him. Mr.. Blood car
ried a large palmetto leaf. Having
Iwhisked away with this the flies
hat were devouring Jeremy's back,
he slung it by a strip of fibre from
his neck, so that it protected him
AtIem further attacks as well as
from the rays Of the sun. Next, sit
ting down beside the sufferer. he
drew the lads head down on his
own Shoulder, and bathed his face
from q pannikin Of cold water. Pitt
shuddered and moaned on a long,
indrawn breath.
The great red ship had drawn
considerably nearer shore by now.
Slowly, majestically, she was enter
i-g the bay.
An angry voice aroused him from
his unhappy thoughts.
"What the devil are you doing
here 2"
The returning Colonel Bishop
same striding into the stockade, his
Negroes following ever.
Mr. RInnd f1Jrued n faea hfyo arA