The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1925-03-09

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.thawcd towards him. sent him into
.the Seventh Heaven Of delight with
her eascrness. They sat nj the
saloon table. porting over a Cape
Town guide book, long after tho
midday dinner had been cleared
away. The steward was making his
inventory OF stores ready for re-
.vlctuaiinE: and Drake was helping
hun in tbs lazaret beneath tbs "a.
loon.
"You can stop AZ a hotel. Mary.
and have a high old time. stevens
said. looking steadfasuy into her
animated face,
She glanced W at him with sharp
reproof In her eyes. but 10 never
saw that He only saw the fair
beauty Of her. and i; maddeuei
him. He gathered her in his power.
.ful arms as she half rose, and glued
his lips to hers. while hts breath
issued hissinsiy from his nostrils in
the passionate spasm that had mas.
tered him
1oh. would you dareF she cried,
half stircd You shall pay"
Stevens laughed madly. and smoth.
erred her In Il fisrcer hug.
Help she cried steward
Loyal Ike clamored out % tho
hatch. widc.cyed with fear Tie
could not ignore that cry: neither
could he ignore tho fact that the
skipper was the foe he must at.
tack. He spat on his thin pale
hands, mumbled a curse. and laid
a feeble grip on the skipper's arm.
Tho next instant he was flung
aside. Drake thrust forward. face
white and eyes ablazc. and twisted
a hand into the shippers neckbaud.
stevens abruptly came 70 his senses
then For moment he went pale.
realizing what he had done. Then.
while Mary ran to her cabin TO fur.
iously wash her lips, Drake forced
a crisis. This was going 10 be
fight. Tint was tho idea foremost
In his mind He felt mild wonder
whether or not he had hardened
enough. But Stevens didn't seem
eager to anuihiIate him.
Steward II was the shippers
voice. cold. passionless.
'sYessirg' said Ike. trembling.
Tell Mister Twining to put this
boy In ironsg Without another
word, without a glance. Stevens
went to his Btateroom, leaving
Drake standing there feeling fool
ish.
Come along. me SON." erfnned
Mr.. Twining. jinglinE the irons. II
don't know just what bet you're pay.
ing by making this voyage. but
You amt weIshing any part OF L..
Come along. m lad"
Shut off from the light OF day
when tho hatch was replaced,
Drake only knew OF the ships com.
ing into port by the distant sounds
and the changing motion He knew
when the seas diminished to gen.
tie swells; he heard the weird cries
OF the men at the braces. later at
riewlines and buntlines. He heard
ihe loot Of tugboat. then the sud
den uprightlnR OF the ship as the
sails were spilled finally and the
tug started TO pal her in. He
heard the faint bowling ofithe men
furling the big courses:
Wen haul--ah! And furi--ah!
An pay Paddy Doyle fer is bootsF'
Drake only guessed at hours or
time. IT seemed scarcely any time
before voices were heard close over.
head in the saloon. There was
Hary's voice eager and excited at
her first visit 70, new foreign
port; the shippers gruff voice an.
swcring some question with III iu.
NOR; and--Drake sat UP In spite OF
his cramp and iron. banging his
head an a beam, but tingling with
agerness-another voice, the voice
OF a stranger. saying:
II cannot tell you anything fur.
Their. Captain, except in Mr.. brakes
presence. Isn't he on board7'
Hes on board all right! In
ironsg'
I'm irons?" The strangers voice
FOUNDED shocked Drake laughed
aloud. whatever for?"
"see here. Mister" cut in stew.
ems voice harshly; until / have
something better than your say.so
to heaye mo out. I'm master o. this
ship. Drake slowed away. He was
allowed to sign on. instead Of bos
ing hove overheard. Ships boy, nc
10. You can call him Mister Drake.
sii you want. but he's ships boy
here, and he's in irons because
put him in. That's reason enough
for any ship master"
You won't improve matters by
taking this tone. Captain" the