The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1938-03-04
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\ AZ disagree, sir. We carry 4 let,
ter OF marQuc from President
/ Madison. This is an old custom
in warfare. England helped make
the rules. A good game if you
know how to play it. We're learn
ing" They were diveSting the in
furiated officers Of their weapons,
we bid you good night, sirs,
jerry said. My men and | bid
You good night" He spoke with
/ out malice or triumph, but with
satisfaction.
This is preposterous," said the
/ lieutenant who was second IN
command. It's beyond reason.
We're Just off the coast of Eng
land. We're part Of convoy.
we've two gun briggs to guard
us"
The captains gloomy face
frightened. YOU'RE right Mr..
Carter. You're quite right. 1t
couldn't happen. Our men won't
allow it. Some of: the convoy ships
will discover this outrage"
americans have devllish good
| luck" spoke up the officer who
wore the insignia Of 4 third lieu
tenant. "PLl not be surprised if
they pull it off"
Had Cabell Banks been there
he would have made some witty
re- joinder. Jerry had Il sudden
realization that the. occasion wall
ranted it, that a small but vital
bit of history was being enacted
herewithout benefit Of repartee or
uuip from the one who had ac-
complished it. But he was an in
articulate man, and when he had
sent his sailors out and had start
| cd to back out himself, his pistol
| before him, ne could think Of no
more suitable exit than to repeat
earnestly, My men and | bid you
good night, Sirs." His sailors
were amused. Especially one
young giant o. Irish ancestry who
guffawcd aloud in spite of him.
self.
Jerry Whitfield was now in
command OF the ship which he
presently Giscol cred to be a IL
gun merchant brig named the
May Queen, 80 days out of Can
ton. One o. the sailors had
brought the log book from the
cabin: these interesting facts and
others were clearly set forth in it.
Her hold was filled with Chinese
tea and silk, and there was Il good
deal of carved ivory listed, and
furniture of tcakwood; several
pages Of the log were devoted to
listing of Chinese porcelain
vases at unbelievable appraisc-
ment.
Its enough to knock yer eye
outw said the Irish giant, reading
over Jerry's shoulder.
Though all this had taken only
a half hour of time, Jerry hastily
put aside the log book and gave
orders for running the May Queen
out to sea. His reaction now was
an urgency, for flight, and his
tenseness all but tortured him.
This rich ship was only half theirs
until they had plucked her from
the convoy and hidden her in the
vast darkness to larboard.
An hour later they came upon
the Gray Gull and spoke her. On
the CULTS. deck her so seamen
crowded the forecastle had to
near. Captain Banks Jerry
sang out. Our compliments, sir
Jerry Whitfield commanding the
prize brig May Queen 90 days out
IF Canton, formerly bound for
Bristol"
Cabcll Banks had trouble con-
trolling his voice. "Well, you
fool" he shouted, you've done
it. Any dead or wounded?"
None. Will you come aboard"
AYE, aye, sir! At once" an
swered Cabell, remembering to be
nautical.
An interval passed. A boat was
lowered away from the Gray Gull
Another interval, and Cabell
Banks came over the side of the
May Queen, followed by a Dozen
| men.
"I've brought you some hands
Captain Whitfield. They're will.
ing. You'll need them to handle
your prisoners. If you need more
ask for them" He spoke gruffly
for the occasion was charged with
emotion.
Jerry grasped the long thin
hand OF the elegant young mar
from Boston. Thank YOU" h,
said. THANK you for all of it."
Nonsense" said Cabell. "Yol
owe me nothing" He was q small
man in stature, but spiritually h,
Twas measuring with the giant