Plentywood herald. [volume] (Plentywood, Mont.) 1908-current, 1928-03-30
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Chicago Tribune 6yndicste)
IN TWO PARTS-PART TWO

Chicago Tribune 6yndicate)
IN TWO PARTS-PART TWO
THREE days later the Endymion. with
her yards squared, was running the
4 Tasman sea before a twelve knoi
breeze. Capt. Austin was sitting in his
cabin looking through the skylight a.
the Tapping OF the clewed up cross
jack. when Kennerly. the mate, cam
into the cabin and saluted him.
THE new hand wants a word witt
you. sir" he said with a wink.
"All right. MIR. Kennerly. bring hin
down."
The mate left and returned presently
with the new hand" He was q pitiabls
sight. Not the dapper, insolent Sproh
Of three days ago. but an abject creature
recently emerged from the effects O.
Lefty McBurrs Knockout drops. to The
unerring potency Of which many a luck
less son Of Neptune could have testified
What d'you want, my man2" said the
skipper. kindly.
II want you to put me ashore a
the nearest pointer take the conse'
quences," Sprohl snarled.
Nearest point we touch is New York
Anything else?"
Sprohl stood swaying before the two
men, his fists opening and closing. The
defiance Of the trapped was in his palt
blue, bloodshot eyes.
THE penalty for kidnapping is life i'm
prisonment." he said between his teeth
"Kidnaping?" the skipper repeated. HI
glanced at his mate In well simulated
surprise. Il hope you signed this man OF
properly, Mr.. Kennerly?"
Yes. sir. He's down on the articles
as John Brown, ordinary anna A bi
under the weather, he was, sir, wher
they brought him aboard. but every
things perfectly regular and shipshape.
You're a fine pair of birds-addint
conspiracy to the crime OF kidnapping.
Sprohl sneered. You'll rot in Sing-Sins
or I'm not general manager OF this line.
Capt. Austin tapped his head signif'
cantly.
II says he's general manager of thil
line, MIR. Kennerly. d'you hear?"
The mate nodded.
"They often go batty from the bye-byI
drops. sir" he said. He'll be all RICH
after a week or SO Of holystoning decks.
You dare put me to work." Sproh
shouted. "Ill-Ill@"
Leave us for a moment. Mr.. Kennerly
please" the skipper said, Il want a wore
alone with him.
Eyes, sir"
Nov, my man. Capt. Austin sale
after the door had closed on the mate
either you go to work or into the brig
AS far as I'm concerned you're JohI
Brown, ordinary Ashore you
may be Jay Sprohl. general manager o
the I. o. N. O.. Understand, I don't ad
nit that I know you are. Maybe your,
telling the truth. I've only your wore
for it." He cooked his head on the side
TIL d,1<+ tt~~..f- I,.+
can't let that interfere with the running
of this ship. You see I was ordered GU
at shutdown with no time to choose 0
pick. Had to take the first thing tina
was offered. Didn't dare to go arount
the Horn short-handed." He paused
Now, then, are you going to be pleasan
about it, and turn to, or do l have tt
clap you in irons for refusing duty OF
the high seas?"
"I1l-see you in hell FIRST" Sproh
beloved.
Very well, my man. We won't qua
rel over 1t. But l warn you not to us
any more violent language to your su
perior officers. 1t isn't done, and l a
master Of this vessel won't tolerate 1t
Ashore you may be cock of the walk, blu
when you're aboard this ship on the higl
seas I'm the big boss. Don't forget that.
He raised his voice. "Mr. Kennerly, COM
here, please. Give this man twenty-fou
hours to recover and turn to. If he re
fuses to work, clap the irons on him ant
put him on bread and water until hi
changes his mind"
Yes. sir" Kennerly caught Sprohl b,
the collar. Come on, General Debility
The foc'sle for you. and no airs or thu
starboard watch1l knock seven kinds o
hell out Of you"
AS Sprohl was a hearty eater and fonC
Of the good things of life, four days IL
the brig on bareback AND water sufficeS
to make him see reason. On the evening
of the fifth day when the Endymion wa
bucking the tide rip Of Cooks straits be
tween the North and South island o
New Zealand, he was on his knees holy
stoning the deck with the starboart
watch. A suit of dungarees and q cal
had been given him from the slop chest
His tender hands were raw and chappeC
from the rough holystoning INC sal
water. He obeyed orders sullenly anC
with hate smoldering in his bloodsho
eyes, but he obeyed them.
Now n then he Strengthened up anC
stared at the two shorelines to port ant
starboard as If calculating his chances o
escape. A coastwise Lyttelton bount
passage Of the Brothers. two tall granite
spurs hat rose out of the sea to port.
topsail schooner on her starboard tacl
bound for Hokitiki on the west coast GU
across the Endymion's wake q mill
astern. Her outer lib rose dripping from
the molten sunset sea as she breasted thu
long western swells. He glanced at thu
aerial above the ~Endymion's swelling
sails. His knowledge of wireless was con
fined to what the operator of the Corsai
had taught him in idle moments, thu
s.. o. S. and one or two simple messages
He knew that the Corsair was still IL
New Zealand waters. His pale blue eye
narrowed as he dropped to his knees ant
fell to work again at a peremptory orde
from the second mate.
The Endymion carried no regular wire
less operator. The mates had been in
structed by the company who installed
the outfit in the sending Of calls TO
help, giving the ships position and an
swering similar simple calls. Conse'
quently the wireless room was deserted
most of the time, and Sprohl found M
difficulty in tiptoeing in there after dark
Shutting the door he shot the bolt anc
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