Crawfordsville Weekly Journal, Crawfordsville, Montgomery County, 27 November 1896 — Page 10

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FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 27. 1806.

Tin: Peru Republican sensibly says that the next legislature should pass a law prohibiting a committee from pulling a candidate off a party ticket and making a deal with another party for a fusion. It should also make Sec. 19 of the present election law so plain that there will be no dispute hereafter in case the same name or names appear on more than one ticket on the same ballot. There is no doubt that ilie intention of the framers of the present law was to prevent this thing.

ALMOST the first question that presents itself to a man who receives an invitation to enter the Cabinet is "Can 1 afford it?" More people have declined Cabinet honors than is generally believed. Unless a speedy return is made to Jeffersonian simplicity at Washington it will be in order to propose a bill for increasing the compensation of Cabinet officers. The number of men who can afford to pay from $75,800 to §100,000 for the honor of a seat in the Cabinet is not very great.

GENERAL HENRY C. CASHING TON, on the retired list of the United States Army, in a letter relating to the results of the Presidential campaign, quotes the following as his exact language on June 0, 1802, in an appeal to the people of Ohio, published by him in the Cincinnati Commercial: "This is a war of the people, by the people and for the people, and it will triumph." The General suggests that this sentiment was indorsed by high authority on another occasion and the similarity is certainly remarkable between his language and the words with which Mr. Lincoln closed his memorable speech at Gettysburg.

S ATTICA Ledger: In his Thanksgiving proclamation Governor Matthews says: "May it be a day full of gentle sympathy for the distress of our fellowman."

We hope the Warren county McKinleyites will remember this and not "rub it in" on Judge McCabe. The Judge, after helping to build the Chicago platform and expounding its virtures through the campaign, stood at the polls in Liberty township all day on November 3rd, and when the count showed a Republican gain of 19 took to his bed with a severe case of distress. He is just convalescing and we trust the Warren county boys will heed Govt rnor Matthews' admonition.

THE new business boom launched immediately after election was largely the result of accumulated commercial orders placed with wholesale houses and manufacturers before election, to be filled in the event of McKinley's election, and to be cancelled if Bryan were the winner. McKinley WPS elected, and these conditional orders that had been accumulating for weeks, and perhaps months, have been filled, or are being filled. This explains the sudden appearance of the new business boom. It also proves, in the most conclusive manner possible, that the election of McKinley and the success of sound money have been powerful restorers of public confidence, the first requisite to better times. But let us not expect too much in the way of general prosperity until the country has had time enough to build up what has been torn down by three years of adversity. Let us be patient, be satis fied with a steady move forward in the right direction, and feels assured that we have really entered upon an era of good times, though it will take time to reach the best period thereof.

IN regard to Kansas the Emporia Gazette sums up the numerous causes that have led to the present deplorable conditious of the State places the blame where the blame justly belongs, upon the time-serving politicians who wanted votes without regard to principle. Itsajs

Never before, until this year, has there been a fair and square fight for a principle. We, of the Kansas Republican party, have begged the question too much, and have promised anything to get votes. In 1890 we thought that the way to get Populist votes was to adopt the Populist platform, to tell the deluded people that we were just as dishonest and just as anxious to rob the creditors as they were- In 1S92 we told the people that Republicans were almost as dishonest as the Populists and that we had a "farmer" candidate and were more "friendly to silver" than the Democrats. In IS'14 we admitted that the Populists were half right, and in 1890 we made the first fair and square .light for honest

money and national Republican principles we ever made. We toed the mark. We got down to business and we called a spade a spade and said that the man who wished to pay his debts with a 50-cent dollar was just exactly what the world calls that kind of a man. We came out of the fight with only 12,000 votes to get. Considering the fact that there not 10,000 gold standard men in Kansas a year ago, that is doing pretty well.

McKlNLEY'S MAJORITY !»7.

The final result of the great struggle is as follows: STATES FOR M'KINLEY. California .... 9 New Jersey 10 Connetlcut ..... 6 New York ... 3(i Doleware .... 3 Nortli Dakota.... .... 3 23 I ndianu ...15 Oregon ... 4 Iowa ...i:i Pennsylvania ....

.... 32

Kentucky..... ....12 Kliodc Island 4 Maine ... 6 Vermont 4 Maryland .... 8 West Virginia. .. .... Massach usetts... ....15 Wisconsin .. .. 12 Michigan ...14

Total

Minnesota ... Total 272

STATES FOR HltYAN.

Alabama 11 Nebraska ... 8 Arkansas 8 North Carolian... ... 11 Colorado 4 South Carolina ... ... S) i-'lorlda 4 South Dakota ... 4 Georgia 13 Tennessee ... 12 Idaho 3 Texas 15 Kansas 10 Utah ... 3 Kentucky 1 Virginia ... 12 Loulsan a ...- S Washington ... 4 Mississippi !l Wyoming ... 3 Missoura ... 17 Montana 3 Total McKinley's majority.. ... 97

The popular plurality for McKinley is about 1,000,000. The largest plurality ever given before was for Grant over Greeley in 1872, which was 7ii2,951. Tilden's plurality in 1870 was 250,032. Garfield's in 1880 was 7,017. Cleveland's on his first election was 62,(583, and in 1S92 it was 380,810. The Republicans will have a majority of over fifty in the Lower House of Congress. There will bo a gold standard majority of at least ten in the Senate. Counting the "goldbug" Democrats, the States voting for McKinley number 45 millions of inhabitants in 1890. And those voting for Bryan 25 millions. The taxable wealth of the former exceeds 75 per cent, of the total.

Mil. ltKKCHElt AS A SLAVE AUCTIONEER.

Even people of mature years whose memory is clear about matters before and during the war have practically forgotten that Henry Ward Beecher used his pulpit in Plymouth Church, Brooklyn, as an auction block for slaves. The most famous of his "slave sales" was that of the beautiful girl, Sarah, and it was upon this occasion that the most exciting scenes ever witnessed in Plymouth Church, or in any other American church for that matter, occurred. Mr. Beecher was unusually dramatic he put a fire into his words, as he stood the slave girl on the platform beside him, which fairly burned into the hearts of his auditors. It was not long before the people became almost hysterical with excitement. But Beecher kept on until he was ready to pass the collection basket. Then the auditors gave vent to their feelings, and not only heaps of money was put into the baskets but men and women took off their rings, unfastened their watches and threw them into the baskets and on the platform. It was a remarkable scene, and such a one as probably will never be equaled in this country. Mrs. Beecher recalls the event with wonderful vividness in her article in the Christmas Ladles' Home Journal, when she tells the whole story of "When Mr. Beecher Sold Slaves in Plymouth Pulpit." The scene itself is remarkably well brought to the eye of the reader by a striking illustration made by De Tliulstrup from material furnished the artist by Mrs. Beecher,

THE Cincinnati Enquirer, which supported Bryan and free silver, is courageous enough to admit that the election of McKinley has stimulated business. "Revival," it says, "seems to be in the air. There is more thriving commotion in business circles, a better demand for goods, greater inquiry for investments, less timidity in capital, more disposition to make money earn something, instead of lying idle and furnishing it owners no comfort except to look at it.''

"WHAT the Country is Doing for the Farmer," is the title of an article by W. S. Harwnod, in the November North American Review, dealing with the wide growth of agriculture in the United States during the past twenty years, due very largely, it is claimed, to efforts made by the agricultural colleges and experiment stations, the scope of whose work is most 'n^restingly portrayed.

PROFESSOR ERNEST NAVILI.E. of Geneva, has written an article on proportional representation, which will appear in the Outlook early in 1897. This system, the aim of which is to secure justice to minorities, has achieved success in Switzerland. Its adoption in our elections would, its advocates maintain, be an aid to the solidarity and peace of our people.

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TII1C CASTLE AT DUDLEY.

The village bells at Dudley have just Etruck tho midnight hour. It is an English village on the Severn river, about 30 miles southwest of Birmingham, founded, and one night say owned, by Lord Dudley. It is a quiet placc, with little business and uev^r any bustle. Many of the wealthy manufacturers of Birmingham have their homes here, and in summer time there are many strangers, although it is far from the sea.

For an hour or more a skiff has been lying at anchor in the bend of the river just above where tbe northern wall inclosing Lord Dudley's grounds roaches the bank. There aro three walls shutting in tho ten acres of ground, while the river itself answers for tho fourth. Tho castle stands in the center of the plat, and tho space not covered by it and the conservatory, stables, etc., is given up to lawns, -walks, flower beds, fountains and the like. A grand old place this, though the 10 acres should havo been 20 or 30.

It is a starlight Juno night, with something of a mist rising from the water. Had any boatman been passing up or down ho might, have rowed within 20 feet of thorough and unpainted skiff without noticing it. Ho might havo passed within 5 feet of it without seeing its occupant, who was lying on the broad of his back and watching the faint stars above him in an absent manner. Ho seemed on the point of going to sleep when the three bolls in different portions of the rambling village began to slowly and solemnly striko tho hour which marks the death of the old and tho birth of a new day. Then ho sat up and looked about and whispered to himself: "That's what I've been waiting for, and here I gol Wish I'd brought along a partner, though that would have meant a divide of the swag."

He lifted the stone by which tho boat had been anchored and lot tho craft drift down past tho wall. Then by a careful use of the paddle lie worked it inshore until tho bow rested on the bank. Ho was now within the grounds, but quite a distance from the house. Stepping ashore, he pulled the skiff half its length out of the water, and for a minute or two stood peering into the darkness. "Losingyour nerve, ehl" he muttered, as a shiver passed over him. "It's your first big job, and you aro a bit timid. Burglary is a bit different from poaching, but you'll get used to it, Ben Johnson 1 Take a drink to brace your nerves

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He pulled a bottle from his pocket, drained it of its contents and tossed it away. A full pint of liquor had gone down his throat since 10 o'clock, and but for the adventure ho had on hand he would have been sleeping tho stupid sleep of intoxication. The effect of the last drink was to make him desperately reckless—the condition he hoped for. Keeping clear of the graveled paths, that the sound of his footsteps might not betray him, he slowly and cautiously advanced to the house. Not a light was to be seen, not a sound came to alarm him. "Second story—above the portico— three windows," ho whispered to himself. "One window in her ladyship's bedroom, tw.o in her sitting room. She has her own safe, and it's in that sitting room. Key to be found lying about somewhere—jewels—money—out again and nobody tlio wiser. No need of any violence unless the old gal has the impudence to wake up and discover me. No, I won't hurt anybody unless I'm cornered. Come, now! Up you go!"

He advanced up the steps leading to a private entrance and kicked off his shoes and placed his hat and jacket beside them. Then lifting himself up to the railing ho grasped a column supporting the portico and noiselessly ascended to its roof. Thesiilsof two windows were only two feet above him. Not the slightest ray of light had been reflected from either, but from liis new position he made a discovery which was impossible from the ground.

The curtains at the window of her ladyship's bedroom were down, but a glimmer of light escaped from the side next to him. Sho was a woman CO years of age, in failing health, and perhaps sho was ill and a nurse was sitting up with her. It might bo only a night lamp, however. Tho man remained crouched on the roof for ten minutes without motion. He heard no movement—no voices—and finally decided that it was safe to go ahead. He ex pected to find tho windows locked, and he lost no timo in trying them. Pulling himself carefully up to the north window of the sitting room, he stood up, drew a long, thin piece of steel from his breast and in SO seconds had turned the catch by inserting the implement between tho sashes. There was a dull click, and ho crouched down and waited five or six minutes to see if any one had been aroused.

'So far so good!" he whispered when satisfied that no alarm had boen created. "I'd feci better if I had a pal on the watch below, but I've gone too far to back out now. Only that window between me and £5,000 of swag!"

So carefully did he raise the sash that had any ono been sitting in the room and wide awako they would not have heard a sound. His entrance into the room was just as cautiously made. It was not until he had closed the sash behind him, rearranged the curtains to hide the light and then listened in vain for tho heavy breathing of a person in sleep that he took the dark lantern from the bag in which he carried it and threw its light around the room. It was an apartment perhaps 30 feet long by 20 wide, with a door leading into a hall au tho back end, and midway on the north side a door which the burglar at onco decided communicated with hor

ladyship's bedroom. The man had no eyes for the elegant surroundings, but flashed his lantern here and there until the iight. fell upon the door of an iron safo built into the south wall. Ho had heard of that safe and its contents. That was the magnet which had drawn him to tho castle that June night— which had mado him turn burglar— which was to change tho current of his life.

In those days no house safe was protected by a combination. They were locked or unlocked by a key, and the lock could be readily attacked by a burglar's tools and implements. Kneeling before the door, the man took a lock pick from his bag and began work. He was a bit nervous, but. nevertheless ho worked with caution and patience. Inside of ten minutes he had shot tho bolt, and ho was just pulling the door open when a hand was laid on his shoulder. He had placed the dark lantern on a chair behind him, so that the flood of light fell full upon the door. It also fell upon his head and face as ho worked. "My God, Ben Johnson, but havo you come to this!"

It was the voico of a woman. She had knelt beside him and uttered the words before he could obey tho impulse to spring up. The voice was familiar to him, and the face of tho woman, half brought out by the bullseye, was not strange to him. No, not the face of a woman, hut that of a girl not over 18 years old. It was very pale as he found it within two feet of his own, and tho big blue eyes had a look of horror in them as they gazed into his black ones. He had been so suddenly and so completely surprised that he was rendered stupid for a moment. "Ben! Ben! Do you know where you are—what you aro doing?" whispered the girl as she laid a hand on tho arm outstretched to pull the door open. "Aye, you minx. It's you, is it?" ho growled as ho drew a breath of relief. "Of course I know what I'm doing. I could have got along without you had you been asleep, but as you are hero I'll mako use of you. I suppose the old gal is asleep in her bedroom? If she's got anything worth taking in there, I want you to fetch it to me." "Ben Johnson turned burglar!" gasped the girl. "Ben Johnson hero in her ladyship's private rooms to rob her! Oh, Ben, I can't be awake and in my senses! You surely haven't become so desperate all at once." "Keep quiet, you fool!" ho hissed as he dropped his arm to take held of her wrist with savage grip. "I told you last Sunday that nobu-.ly would give me a show and that I intended to do for myself. Because I've been man enough to take what belonged to me I've been sent to the jail and outlawed. This very Lord Dudley, who has no more right to wealth than I havo, has had me watched and hounded and marked down for a bad man." "But you turned poacher, Ben," she replied, "and you refused to work like other young men." "Poacher! Aye, that's the law of the country as made by these bigwigs. If a poor man wants a bit of game now and then, he must risk the jail to get it. But what are you doing here?" "Her ladyship is ill tonight, and I am Eitting up with her. She is asleep just now, but may awako at any moment. Ben, listen to me. Go away. Go the way you came, and none but us shall over know that you entered tho castle." "Are you a fool, Mary:" he savagely exclaimed. "I came for the swag, and I'll not go without it!" "And we love each other—have passed our words and aro to be married in tho fall!" she moaned as she put out boHi hands to seize the arm he had extended again. "More's the reason why I should make the haul. I haven't had enough money the past three months to pay the wedding fee. Hands off, you idiot!" "Ben, do you love me?" "Hush! This is no time for nonsense! Go fetch any stray jewels from the old gal's room while I clean out this box." "You shall not toueli it! You shall go away! Go now--at once—or 1 will call for help!" "D'ye see this?"'he'whispered as he drew a long, keen knife from its sheath and flashed it before her eyes. "Aye, see it, uen jonuson, ana would to God you had driven it to my heart beforo I learned how base and unworthy and wicked you had become! Father and mother were right, and I havo been headstrong and obstinate. Both of tliem have always distrusted you—have said that you were bad at hear t.'' "I don't care a curse what they have thought nor for your own opinion either. I am hero for the swag, and I'll have it and your life as well if you trouble me further. Hands off! Get away, wench!"

Had it been another man in the place of Ben Johnson, the girl would have screamed out at sight of him. She had barely restrained herself as it was, and only because she had instantly recognized her lover's face as the light fell upon it. She had softly opened the door of the bedroom and entered on tiptoe in search of a fan. Had another man menaced her with a knife, she might have fainted. Ben was savage and desperate and might murder her, but sho did not hesitate. Rising suddenly to her feet, she flung her arms around his neck and pulled him backward and shouted "Robbers!" "Murderl" "Help!"atthe top of her voice. As she pulled him over sho struck the chair and kicked tho lantern off, and tho room was at once in midnight darkness. 'You've spoiled my game, but I'll have your life to pay for it!" shouted the man as ho tore her arms loose and struggled up.

Ho moved li ie md there in search of the girl, and for IO seconds no alarm followed her loud cries for help. Then the door of the bedroom opened to let in a flood of light, and Lady Dudley stood on the threshold to look in.

Oh, mv ladv. it's a robber—a mur­

derer!" screamed Mary as she dashed across the room. "So there you are, and I'll give you thisl" shouted tho man as he sprang after her.

The girl dodged past Lady Dudley. Ben stopped short within arm's length of the invalid, who had as yet uttered no sound, Rendered furiously desperate by his defeat, he raised the knife as if to stab her, and probably meaning to do it, but while he hold his arm poised she uttered a feeble, choking cry and sank down in a heap on the floor. At the same instant doors wero heard opening and closing—footsteps sounded in the halls—and it was evident that the cattle was aroused. Standing over the unconscious form of Lady Dudley, Ben called to the girl, whom ho could not seo: "I'm going, you hussy. And let me warn you that if you give mo up to tho law I'll havo your lifo and that of every one of your family."

Ho was on the roof of the portico as Lord Dudley burst into the room He was safe on the ground and sneitered 'by tho trees as tho latter arrived at the window and looked out. It was ten minutes before the servants could be roused to search the grounds, and by that time Ben Johnson was floating down tho Severn in his skiff. Lady Dudley was dead when lifted up and placed on tho bed—dead from tho shock sho had received at sight of the burglar and his knife. Mary was so upset thai it was some time beforo she could give, her account of tho affair. At first sho had declared that the man was unknown to her, actuated by a lingering spark of love for the man instead of his wicked threat, but when sho learned that Lady Dudley was dead sho confessed to tho master that her own acknowledged lover was the midnight in-

"If you tjivcmc. up to the law I'll have your life." trader. She had conversi with him. She had restrained his haml. She would have flung hersolf between him and h^r lady, but nlio did not know that he menaced tho latter. The girl deserved all praise. She had been more than loyal. "It's this way, my lord," said the police sergeant who was summoned from the town station as soon as possible. "The girl is accessory. No doubt of the pair putting up the job together, bat they wero disturbed by her ladyship. Then, to save herself, the girl cries out for help and makes a great ado, thinking the man can get away without being recognized.'' "But she has been in my service for many years—ever since she was 10 years old," protested Lord Dudley. "She has had charge of her ladyship's jewels for the past year, and even now has the key of the safo." "Yes, my lord, but those things don't help her much now," observed the sergeant. "She is in love with'that scamp of a Ben Johnson. She could not. resist his arguments. They were going to make a big haul and then skip the country for America or Australia. It's all as plain as day to me, sir, and I feel it my duty to lock her up. "Why did she tell me it was her lover when none of us had seen or suspected him:" asked his lordship. "Emotion, sir—overcome with sudden emotion on hearing of her ladyship's death, and the words came out before she realized what she was saying. I've seen it in 20 different cases. By tonight she'll take a different tack and declare that the man was a perfect stranger.'' "Well, I am very sorry, for we havo always looked upon Mary as the mo=t faithful of servants. She may have been argued into this by that villain, as you say, and^perhaps it is best to lock her

"It was a great temptation.no doubt," said tho sergeant, "and it may be that we can find extenuating circumstances, as they calls 'em. Wo have the whole force out after Ben Johnson, and no doubt we'll havo him fast and sure before morning. And now, sir, if you'll briug the girl down I'll walk her to th«

station and see what a few hours in a cell may do toward helping her to tell the truth."

CHAPTER II. MATE OF THE HINDU.

Sailors and landsmen—good people all—permit me to introduce myself as Ralph Tompkins, a sailor man by profession and mato of tho merchantman Hindu. Whatever has gone before this is from the pen of a good friend of mine who has to do with books and newspapers. After he had heard my story he Bays to 1110, says he "Tompkins, that would mako a full cargo for a book, and I warrant you it would be read with interest. Why not put it in that form?"

One cannot reach tho position of mato of a craft sailing to all ports without a fair education, but even out of a hundred college bred men not muro than one in a hundred ever attempts a book, I'm told. Ono must have a gift that way, they say. I'm sure that nature did not give it to me, but after thinking tho matter over for a fortnight—getting my latitude and longitude, as it were—I answered my friend after this fashion 'Tin but a plain sailor man, as you

know, and 1 can only wrlto a plain sailor fashion. If you think the readers of books will overlook my slips of grammar and not be too particular about my language as I talk to them, and if you yourself will agreo to write tho first chapter and got me under weigh and well off the coast, so to say, I will try my hand at print."

Ho instantly replied that it was a bargain, and as he has stuck to his promise I must stick to mine.

The Hindu was a fine new bark hailing from the port of Liverpool. One-half of her was owned by Mr. Abernethy, the well known trader, and Captain Clark and I each owned a quarter interest. Tho captain was my. own brother-in-law, and, though I held a master's certificate and was competent to command a ship, circumstances mado mo glad to take the berth of mato for a few voyages. Wo had come homo with a full cargo from Smyrna, but had met with disaster on the way, and the Hindu hud to go to tho dockyard for repairs as soon as unloaded. When tho last of the cargo was out of her, I said to the captain: "Tom, I think I'll take a run np country aud have a bit of a visit with 5 mother. It's going on three years now since I had a sight of her blessed face, and if I don't tako advantage of this breeze it may be three years more." "By all means, Ralph by all means," was his ready reply, "and I'll send her a new dress and my love along with you. You can have a couple of weeks on firm ground, and, if tho Lord spares your lifo to get back, you'll likely be tho better for it, though I'vo I known of plenty of cases where even a week in tho country was the spoiling of a good sailor man."

That's tho way, may it please tho reader, I happened to arrive at tho town of Dudley on the day beforo the events recorded in the chapter that has gono before. My old mother had lived thcro for nigh upon 20 years, wifti and widow, and you'll excuse me for saying I am proud to declare that it was my money, earned by hard knocks at sea, which gavo her the little home and kept the pot boiling. If it wasn't the popular, belief, which is all wrong, that no sailor man over makes good uso of a dollar, I shouldn't have made the above state*' in cut.

I arrived in Dudley in tho morning. Along about S o'clock in the evening word came to me that sflmo of my old I friends had gathered at tho Dudley inn? not far away and on the banks of tho Severn to drink a cup and havo a chat with me, and I went over. I found Tom Vance, Jerry Simpson, John Wakefield and two or three more—all old cliums, and some of them sailors who had given up going to sea. With chat and cup and story the time fled rapidly away, and the first we knew it had gono four bells, which signifies 12 o'clock. It was a lit-. tie later, and I was about to tako my departure, when Jerry Simpson,' who had lost an arm a year before and who Jived in a cabin across the river, speaks up and says: "Come, now, but who is to take one of the skiffs at the landing and set mo across at my door?" "It's me that'll be glad to set yoii' over," I replies to his words. And presently we went down and got aboard of ono of the small craft drawn up on the bank.

The Severn is but a small stream at that point., and I soon had old Jerry eafe on tho far shore. It was a quiet night, with never a scul aboard, aud as I pulled out after bidding my old friend good night and seeing him disappear in the darkness I rowed up the stream a few rods aud then let tho boat drift back. 1 can't say why I did this, except that the solemn stillness of tho night gave me a rather serious turn, and I felt that I wanted to be by myself for a bit before going home.

Crash! Bump! Smash! A boat had run into me as I was drifting and musing. It was bping pulled so fast that it' stove a great hole in the port bow of my skiff, and the water rushed in on mo as I lay sprawling on the bottom boards. However, I was up like a monkey, and as my skiff filled I leaped into the craft' which had brought about tho collision. Everything happened inside of 10 or 15 seconds. When tho man who was rowing, and so had his back to me, looked over his shoulder, I was seated in the bow of his boat, and mine was water logged. "Curse you for an idiot, but why did you run into my cratt?" he gasped at me as he slewed himself around on tho thwart. "But it was you who ran into me, sir," I replied, feeling no anger whatever. "It's a lie! I'm a mind to give you tasto of this steel! Come, now, as you came aboard of your own accord, you can loave on the same terms. Out yon go!" "Don't be so fast, my friend," I replied, astonished and nettled that he should be so peppery at the outset. "Doubtless the blame should bo shared by both. I'll havo to pay for that craft, while yours seems to be all right. Don't talk of knifing a man or driving him overboard because of a bit of acci-1 dent." "Out you go!" he hissed after a long look at me. and what did the villain do but flash his knife aud begin to advance upon me1 f.

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