Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1942-09-27
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red light. Then he jumped in the
fire and out the other side.
That was enough. Those ma
tives yelped like scalded cats and
ran for their lives, the Nubian
after them.
Whooping like an Indian Tony
ducked back in the hut and
grabbed his clothes. Then he
snatched the cutlass that a ma
tive had dropped in his panic
and made for the path.
THERE wasn't a soul in sight.
Then he saw the Nubian be-
hind tree, watching him. Tony
lodged behind the Glove trees
and jumped that native and gave
him lick with the cutlass that
nearly took his bullet head off.
Then he ran on. About half a
mile on there was a wider road
and Tony stopped TO get his bear
ings.
He ran north, and luck was
with him, for just as dawn was
breaking he came to the outskirts
OF the town. He played crazy
every time he saw a native and
ducked down the narrow streets
past bazaars, past water carriers
until he reached square by the
waterfront. The Canton rode
at anchor mile out. And there
about fifty fathoms away was
the mate and some hands.
Canton ahoy!" Tony yelled.
There he is" The men ran
at him and before he could say
word grabbed him and started
hustling him towards the water.
Hey. What's amiss?"
Get that cutlass away"
growled the mate Now, you
numbering dog. where's the am
bergris ?"
What? Look"
Stow yer CAB" The mate
slapped him across the face.
Look here, men, here's the
sword he killed the old man with.
blood still on ii. You didn't know
we'd find the work boat with the 81
captain in it and his head split
open. did your"
You're crazy" Tony shouted.
We were set on by Arabs.
got knocked out. ! don't know
what happened TO the captain;
q. | just escaped from them"
Yeah? Well you won't es-
cape from us. You'll be in irons
til we make New Bedford, then
you1l hang"
In spite of his protests they
dragged him 10 boat and rowed
him to the ship. All that day
he lay in the run listening 10 the
mates moving in the cabin above
him and praying for some way
out Of the mess. He knew that
once they left Zanzibar he'd never
get "a chance 10 clear himself.
That night steward brought
him a hard tack and water He
begged 10 see the mate. AT last
that officer lifted the hatch and
stared down at him from the
cabin.
Listen. mister mate" Tony
said I'm telling you the truth.
Won't you get hold of the Brit
ish consul: he must know that
fat prince. II I'm lying they
can hang me here, for il was
here the captain was murdered,
in that basin. Report it to him
and you'll see / amt lying. So
help me God, mister mate, l
never harmed the captain"
He watched the mates head,
black against the cabin light,
smoke curling from his pipe.
Make it So" he said at last.
The consul can try the case
and you'll abide by what he says.
I'm logging you for suspected
murder and If you're guilty you'll
hang or rot in a Zanzibar Jail"
The hatch crashed down
NEXT morning the steward
~ came.
Mate seq ye're to go on deck"
he growled. They're taking you
ashore, you killer, TO hang ye."
They rowed him silently TO the
basin and marched him through
narrow cobbled alleys past
crouching hooded figures who
squirmed aside to let them pass.
past naughty Arabs who fin
gered their daggers, splitting
curses on the infidels who dared
10 desecrate their city. past In
dian traders who salaamed in
gratiatingly and offered wares.
Showing aside screaming boys
who sought to guide them they
arrived at a weatherbeaten white
house inside walled compound.
Above the door was a sunblis-
tered coat of arms and faded
Union Jack that hung Imply
~ tho afaapny heat