The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, August 30, 1917, Page 4

* to fi®t for a lasting peac: FOUR . BISMARCK DAILY: TRIBUNE THURSDAY, AUGUST 30, 1917. THE TRIBUNE Entered at the Postoffice, Bismarck, N. D., as Second Class Matter. ISSUED EVERY DAY EXCEPT SUNDAY SUBSCRIPTION RATES PAYABLE IN ADVANC! Daily, by carrier, Ter month Daily, by nail, per year.. paily, by mail in North Dakota, three months Daily, by mail ‘outside Dakota, one year . Daily, by mail outs!d Dakota, three months . Weekly, by mail, per yeu! G. LOGAN PAYNE COMPAN Special Foreign Representative MEW YORK, Fifth Ave. Bldg; CHICAGO, Marquet” Bldg.; BOSC Winter Bt.; DETROIT, Kresge Bld ‘INNIS APOLIS, 810 Lumber Exchange MEMBE R OF ASSOCIATED PRESS. The Associated Press is exclusively entitled to the use for republication of all news credited to it or not other- wise credited in this paper and also the local news published herein. All rights of republication of special es herein are also reser ved. 1.26 6.00! 1.50 STATE'S OLDEST NEWSPAPER istablished 1873) WEATHER REPORT for 24 hours ending at noon Aug. 30: Temperature at 7 a. m. 6 Temperature at noon HE Lowest last n Precipitation . Highest wind veloc Forecast for North Dakot Unsettled tonight} with probably showers In the east por: tion; cooler north and west portion; | Friday generally fair and cooler. Lowest ‘Temperatures Moorhead Williston .. Grand Forks . Pierre ... St. Paul . ‘Winnipeg Helena Chicag Swift Current: . Kansas Ci San Francisco ORRIS W. One rr: Meteorolois NO TIME FOR COPPERHEADS. Fargo citizens did right in showing | their hostility toward the pro-German sentiments of Eastman, whose publi- cation, “The M has heen barred from, the ma This is no time to argue the merits of the war. The United States is in the struggle and no influence can be tolerated (hat ks to destroy the morale of the| nation or roops. President Wilson has given an an- swer to the pacifists in his note to Pope Benedict. Peace must come from the German people—not thelr rulers. Agents of pro-German paci- fists who seek to lull the American people into a state of indifference to- ward the war should not be tolerated. There must be no quarter for cop- , and Fargo did right in turn- stman. The} is seek- seel perheads ing a cold shoulder to Ka People’s Council of Ame: ing to nullify a propaganda that is hostile to the safety of the renunlic WILSON’S REPLY TO THE POPE. President Wilson voices the senti- ments of the nation when in his note Benedict he states that ti can be no peace with a Prussian autoc-; “, There can be no status quo ante bellum unless the agreement has back of it the guaranty of the German people. There can be no more pacts with their blood-thirsty rulers. The Hohenzollerns are no better than out- laws, hated and spurned as they are by nearly the entire world. Economic equality, not domination, is President Wilson's idea of the basis of peace, but he refu: to entertain in behalf of the American people any proposals not backed by a democrat. ized Germany. There must be dis- armament. and condonement before the allied nations lay down their arms. The peace of the world is too sacr2d to jeopardize anew, and Presi- dent Wilson insists that the war musi be fought out now rather than endure the agony again as the result of a patched up peace that recognizes the sovereignty of the Prussian butcher: The American people are solidly be hind President Wilson and determined a peace to Pope with honor. DIRE. DANGER. The American government has con- stently refused passports to social- s to attend European conferences at which the German game was to be played. (But there is ever tion in from Ru that we have unwittingly al- lowed a plague of trouble-mak be exported from the East-side of New York to Petrograd—and at Ger- man expense One cf the last cables from the Rus- sian capital said out of over 1,000 Russians who formerly lived in New York and have returned to their na- tive country, only one is openly sup- porting the ting government of the rest have joined the v anarchistic elements seeking to plunge the country into a wild maelstrom of disorder. The. Germans are already benefit- ting. by the breakdown of the Russian armies. If government under the ca- pable leadership of Kerensky is over- thrown, the situation will be dark in- deed. = With the Germans advancing upon the capital, with anarchy at home, with news concerning America’s part in the war distorted and falsified by indica- the disquieting news to ‘out who paid the bills and we will over some of the men who have] , | about preparations and is! a \ pitals and kill wounded. will be dire danger of a weary peo- ple making a: peace with the kaiser. And that is probably exactly what the Kast-side New Yorkers want, and what they were paid to bring about. It has been their triumphant an-| nouncement that one of the things they learned in America was how to conduct a strike, Apparently they} ready to lead a strike agi ah so Germans may get peace on the rm fron The unanimity with which men from New York have joined the Kolshevik Presur they left Ru possible to live under the autocra Presumably they returned to enjoy the same liberty they found in Amer ica. But, if that were the case, they would be doing rything 1 ible to hold up the hands of the govern: ment. Instead they are doing every: thing possible to break down the op- position to Germanism and kaiserism. Why? The conclusion is inescapable that these men are nothing but German agents to Russia for the very work they are now doing. It would seem there is work for pro-R jan government spicious. sent Uncle Sam's secret service in New York. There should be a arching investigation into the whole procedure fin- Find by which troublemaker: ancéd in their trip to R ly, but none the less boldly, been fighting America right on American soil. BEYOND THE PALE. The “Welt am Montag,” a Berlin newspaper, recently printed an count of an incident connected with sinking of the French ship Athos of Malta last ae: the 250 miles east winter. Two German prisoners were shipped from, Saigon in Asia for France in the Athos. On Feb, 17 the ship was torpedoed by a German submarine. ‘The prisoners were in the lower cabin and regarded themselves lost. To their amazement, the French non-com- missioned officer, who had them In charge, ran ‘down in the sinking ves- sel, unlocked their door and set them They managed to save themselves by swimming, but the generous Frenchman lost his life as a result of his humanity. When the prisoners reached Marseilles they voluntarily signed a statement in which they paid a tribute of gratitude to their dead benefactor. The ‘Welt, am Montag” makes this comment: “lluge quantities of documents of hate are being publislged almost daily here as well.as there. In opposition, it is fitting to point out from time to time that humanity toward the enemy so puts forth its blossoms in time of war.” One is forced to speculate whether a blush: of of the German who wrote that para- graph. So far as we are aware, hu- manity toward the enemy is a blos- som that is totally unknown to Ger- s. To the contrary, they have made hideous war more hideous by their inhumanity, their lack ‘of all decency and chivalry and fair play, their constant atrocities. They do not even display the or- dinary sportsmanship of the good fighter. They bomb school houses and slay little children. They fire at hos- They tor- hospital ships filled They make a bluff at rescuing men swimming in the water, after their ship has been sunk, and then deliberately submerge the sub- marine, leaving the men to drown like doomed rats in a tub of water. They come up to the enemy with hands aloft in token of surrender, crying “kamerad,” and then, when within throwing distance, spurt liquid fire over their foes. , There is nothing hateful, nothing vile in the history cf the wars of the world of which the Germans have not heen guilty. They seem deliberately to have put themselves beyond the pale of civilization. They are reck- less of the fact that they have placed a blot upon the German name that can never be wiped out and that will never fade. In their lust for power, in their zeal for frightfulness, in their belief in the efficacy of ruthlessness, they have left nothing untried. ‘War with them is no longer com- bat. It is something more than over- coming the foe. Robbed of all chiv- alry, gallantry, humanity, war as prac- ticed by the Germans sheer: horri- ble murder. To achieve it, they stop at nothing. They are pound by no rules of honor, ty no respect for the spoken word, by no regard for de- cency. pedo and sink with sick men. Hogs $20 per 100 pounds. And back} in our boyhood days we though we'd almost become a man when entr with the important duty of swilling a| 50 hog tw a day. With a hog} with $40 to $50, the farmer's dream| must be just one round of veraphic | bliss, these times. To Save Leftover Paint. After housecleaning, if one has part sed cans of paint or varnish left which would soon dry. up and become useless, try putting them into | small cans and cover with melted par- afin, They will keep indefinitely and these} | -| B evidently wishes to remain unknown, | shame mantled the cheen |: | Instant of delay blocked escape. men recently from New York, there can be used as needed. “CONTR A Romance: of the North Atlantic by RANDALL PARRISH Author of “My Lady of the North,” aid of the Forest,” etc. ’ —oo SYNOPSIS, CHAPTER 1.--Robert Hollis, one time sea captain, who tells the story, on Gerald Carrington’s da. It is supposed to party and Hollis is sur- scovering a@ woman, who yacht, be “stag” ed on dis aboard. CHAPTER T—Tlollis, the next night, succeeds in having an Interview with the woman. She ms tells aim her name is Ver CHAPTER [l-—Carring s his guests of the coming war, ..d that ue is engineering a copper pow CHAPTER IV—The yacht Is sunk in a collision and Hoiiis saves Me- Cann, millionaire, and one of the par- ty. CHAPTER V——-Hollis and McCann rescue Vera and leave the ship in a small ‘boat. CHAPTER VI—-Hollis and: Vera be- come friendly, though he is unaware of her identity. CHAPTER VII—McCann refuses to submit to Hollis’ authority, and the r enforces it. Ui APTER VII[—The castaways are + cd by a ship, the Indian Chief, atch takes them aboard. CHAPTER IX—The Indian Chief cently been struck by lightning almost a wreck. All the offi- cers are dead Hollis meets the own- er, who tells him the vessel has a cargo of ammunition, consigned to the German government. OHAPTER X—-Hollis consents to take charge of ship and continue voy- age. Vera recognizes an old friend in Robert Bascom, owner of the Indian Chief CHAPTER XI-—Some dissatisfaction among the crew uqickly develops, and Hollis selects his officers. CHAMEER Xfl---MeCann wants to return 10 New York, and tries to cor- rupt the crew. CHAFT® > XNTil—Hollis finds him- self forced to confine McCann to a cabin. CHAPTER XIV agree that for Bascom’s sake the ship must be taken to its destination, Hol- lis learns that Vera is Gerald Carring- ton’s ane CHAPTER XV—The crew, realizing danger of capture by allied warships, evince disinclination to continue the voyage. CHAPTER XVI--Leaders of the ew disarm Hollis and make him a prisoner. Vera and CHAPTER XVII Held a Prisoner. These words, and the laughter with which they were greeted, made clear to my mind the whole truth of the uprising. It was not so much the des- tination of the ship, or the nature of our cargo, Which accounted for the widespread spirit of mutiny aboard, as it was the McCann money. These other things had been used to infif- ence the mea, to convince them that. they had a right to seize, the vessel, '| und refuse to continue the voyage, but it was the glitter of the McCann gold which had won converts to this theory, One thing was certain—no argument of mine, no threat of punishment, would have any present effect on the fellows. While there might be among them some who would listen to rea- son, this big Irish brute of a Dugan had control, and he could only be over- come by physical force. The one and only hope lay in my escape; in my raising an alarm in suflicient time to warn Leayord of danger. ' He was a fighting man, and armed; one cry would put him on his guard, and his position on the poop would enable him to put up a strong defense. These thoughts flashed through my mind as I stood there, staring Into Dugan’s face. I dared not glance ubout, or seem to harbor any plan of escape, yet I knew that all was clear between me and the three steps leading to the deck, and that the slid- ing door was not hooked. The fellows were gathered closely about us in @ half-cirele, Dugan alone being within reach of my arm, The only weapon T suw was a sea boot beside a chest to the right. The fellow must have felt some vague glimmer of my pur- pose, for he gripped my shoulder, his iron fingers pinching the flesh, “None o’ that now,” hoarsely, can't fight. the whole—” I struck him with all the force I could throw into the swift blow, and he went staggering back into the ring of men, his hands clawing at the air. But for their bodies the fellow would have measured his length on the deck. The force of his fall, the unexpected suddenness of it, for the instant stunned the others, and gained me op- portunity. With one leap I had the heavy boot In my hand, and swung it crashing against the face of the fel- low between me and the lower step. He went over like a stricken bullock. A hand gripped for me, but missed its hold; there was a roar of anger, a rush of bodies, and above all other sounds Dugan's voice howling madly: “Stop him, yer tarriers! Crack him on ther head.” 1 stumbled over the bedy on the lower step, yet had reached the door before the first man gripped my Jeg. I broke loose frem his fingers, yet the They were on me, their faces barely visible “You ‘in the dim light, and I fronted them. fighting for life, striking fiercely with the great sea boot, its iron-shod heel a terrible weapon, Twice men fell, but there were too many of tiem, nor Come I protect my rear. They swarmed to leither side, and clambered up behind me; the low beams of the upper deck permitting no swing to my arms; one fellow gripped my feet, and another lexped at my throat. I was tripped and flung headlong, the full weight of a | man's body crashing down on top of me. Then came oblivion. How long I remained unconscious I never knew, but it must have been som hours, for when I struggled -back Hollis | ABAND” (Copyright A. C. McClurg & Co., to a vague sense of life once more, } was alone, lying ona mattress in 4 bunk. My head throbbed with pain, and I managed to lft one hand, assur- ing myself that my hair was matted with blood. Where was I? Had I met with some accident? It was only grad- ually that the vision began to reflect upon my mind—the attack on deck; the struggle in the forecastle ; und then Vera Carrington. It wus her face, her memory which aroused life, and gave me back the strength to struggle. The fate of the ship was of small impor- tance to me, but the girl left alone and helpless among these ruffians, was a thought so filled with horror as to draw me back from the very gates of death, I forced my eyes open, finding at first the, light blinding, and for an in- stant stared up through a red mist. Gradually normal sight came back, and I realized that I rested in a bunk, gaz- ing upward at the white-painted bot- tom of another. There was a splash of sunshine on the side wall, and I slowly turned my head toward the open port through which it streamed. Then I knew where I was lying—in the captain’s stateroom. Why had I been brought there? What object could those villains have for giving me these quarters if they were really in control of the ship? Perhaps’they were not; perhaps Leayord and Olson had been warned of danger in time to overcome them, and still retained command, That would account for my presence— but, If this was true, why was I left alone, uncared for? Why had: they brought me here? Gradually the con- ception of their purpose dawned--a navigator; the need of a navigator. Without me they were helpless; with- out my knowledge and skill not one on board could tell where they were, or how to shape the course of the ves- isel. I was a necessity to them; in a way I held the villains still in my ‘power; they dare not let me die—not yet! I cannot explain the new life this thought brought to me, I seemed to feel the strength of It injected into my veins, and I rose up on one elbow, and then, encouraged by this effort, swung my feet over the edge of the bumk and rested them on the deck. The hands of my-watch told me it was after eleven. I got to my feet, cling- ing to the berth, and swaying weakly at first, but gaining strength with every movement. “The chart still lay on the jesk, our course pricked on it up until the day before, and the telltale com- ; bass told me the ship's bow was still pointed northward. F clawed my way ‘across to the door,"and tugged at the latch. It was locked. This discovery yanished the least doubt. The men had won, and were in full possession, Fergus McCann was in control by virtue‘of his money, | and his.chosen Heutenants were Liver- pool Red and Jim White, What their object might prove'to be remained to be lenrned—but. théy must seék some obscure port, or some safe spot for shipwreck, sucrificing everything else to their own safety—and, to accom- plish this they must use me. Lord! { gripped that idea strongly enough, my brain clearing as I realized the important part I must still assume in this odd sea tragedy. Perhaps I gould not save the Indian Chief, but there was hope yet that I might be instrumental in preserving the lives of those whom my carelessness had mperiled. There was water in the chocks of the iron washstand, and I bathed my face, scrubbing as best I could the congealed blood from my hair, The wound on my head had bled freely, but was not serious, and the application of cold ‘water lessened the pain, and helped to restore my faculties. A fine breeze swept in through the open port, and I sat down on a stool to gather together in my mind every detail which might prove of future value. I was still sitting there, but by then alert and ready, when a key turned in the lock, and the door was cautiously opened. McCann’s*face appeared in the opening, but his eyes were upon the bunk, and he failed to observe me where I sat beyond the desk. He took a step within, still staring at the rumpled blankets, and I had @ glimpse of the inflamed countenance of Liver- pool just beyond his shorilder, “Blow me!” he ejaculated In star- tled voice, “The fellow’s ‘not here; he's got away!” Red laughed, and. pushed past, but still blocked the door with his great body. “Got away! Where could he have got t6 with the door locked? He's here all right.” I stood up and faced the two, the desk still between. us, but took the precaution to srip the stool by one leg. “T am certainly 'present,” I said cold- ly, “if your reference is to me; but I advise you both to keep your dis- tance. I'll brain the first man who attempts to lay hand on me.” Red must have felt the challenge of my words, and I could tell he was in Nquor by the vivid flame of his face. An oath broke from his lips. “You tried that. before; ‘twill pay yer tobe civil now.” “There were some of your ragamuf- fins who tasted the weight of my blow,” I answered, “and I only hope it may be your turn next, you dirty dog of a mutineer.” “You'll git no chance to ever break your stool on me, d——yer,” he roared, jerking a revolver from his jacket. “Do you see that? Well, we've got the ship—” McCann grasped his steeve, “Let up on that, Red,” he said short- ly, his, voleg havinga, tone of com- \ genders disgust. mand in it, which surprised me: *W6e didn’t come here to beat Hollis up, | but to talk with him. This is my game.” The other did not. resist, only to mutter behind his teeth, The gun still glistened in his hand, but I felt no fear of the fellow, and returned the stool to the deck, “Tell me what you mean, and be brief about it.” McCann's eyes. met mine, and I read {n them uncertainty, He was not yet | quite sure that he had my measure; how far I would resist, or what form my opposition would take. Perhaps for a moment money did not seem to him quite so important a weapon as | he had found it elsewhere, | “I’m sorry the crew beat you up the way they did,” he began apologet- | lcally. “They are a rather rough, set—” “Don’t waste your time over that,” I interrupted in disgust. “I can deal with’ an out-and-out fighter, and still respect him, but your kind only en- There is no love | lost between us, Fergus McCann, so state your purpose plainly, and with- out lying.” ‘ “By God! I will,” he snapped, “and Cll put it straight enough this time to satisfy you. The only reason I don’t let Liverpool kill you is that you are more valuable to’ me alive, I’ve hated some in my time, but there never | was a cur I despised worse than I do you.” “Thanks,” I said quietly, “I am hon- ored.” “And more than that, I pay my debts,” his temper now entirely ruined | by my pretense of indifference. “So L advise you to keep a civil tongue in | vour head—you're no longer in com- wand of this ship.” I smiled at the two of them, calmly | sitting down on the stool. I was not certain yet what hand I held, but} deterinined to play the cards coolly, “So you fellows are in control; and | you come to me now with some sort of proposition, All right; what is it?” | “We need a navigator for a few days; one who will lay out the course we decide. on.” “And I am the only one on board.” “You are by far the most compe: | tent,” he confessed. “But you need uot think from that we are helpless | without you. I have no doubt I could | figure the matter out fairly well if I had to, and I am perfectly aware that Miss Carrington possesses some knowl- edge of navigation. I imagine you might prefer doing this yourself, rather than having her compelled to show her | efficiency.” “Where is Miss Carrington?” “In her own stateroom; I have not | seen her since we took possession of the ship.” “And the others—Bascom, and the officers?” . “They're all right,” broke in Liver- | pool, “except for some sore heads. We downed the owner and the second mate easy, but Leayord and the engineer made some trouble, and had to be; soaked, We got ’em all quiet enough tiow, where they can’t make any! trouble.” “Where are they confined?” He winked at me in a half-drunken leer, “Which {s none o’ yer business— hey, Mr. MeCann?” The impudent manner of the fel- tow served to fully awaken me to a realization of the helpless position I occupied. I held back the first hot retort on my lips, and forced a sinile. “I get the idea,” I said, pretending a good nature I was far from feeling. “I am to merely work under orders. Well, I'd rather do that than let you wreck the ship, and perhaps drown the whole company. What is your} object in this affair? You surely don’t hope to dispose of this vessel and cargo?” “No, I don’t,” and McCann took a step forward, his hand resting on the desk, “To be frank with you, Hollis, this affair has gone further than I intended; it got the start of me while you held me prisoner aft here in the cabin, There's nothing for me to do now but work out of the fix as best I can.” “Mutiny, then, was not part of your ginal plan?” “Not open mutiny—no, I’m no fool, and I know what that means. I start- ed in to make the crew dissatisfied, so they would force you to put back to an American port.: I offered them money, but with no intention of resort- ing to force. Then you locked me up, and this other thing happened. We've gone too far now to back out. We don’t mean to get caught. So it’s up to you to decide whetner the Indian Chief remains afloat, and no lives lost; oF whether the old hooker is never heard of again.” “You'd scuttle the ship?” “That’s for you to decide; it’s my advice to you not to take the chance.” I could scarcely believe he meant this; the proposition was so abso- lutely heartless, so cold-blooded. 1} could hardly associate it even with Fergus McCann. Surely he was not in reality the utter villain he now! coolly professed himself. . My eyes left his face, and sought Liverpool, who was leering at me in drunken gravity. “Is this true, Red? Have you fel- lows held council?” “Some ov us have,” he said sullenly. “Jim Dugan, Simms and me, we talked {t all over with Mr. McCann here, an’ agreed what wus best. That's why the two ov us come ter see you.” “Unless I consent to sign a report | showing your desertion of the ship| Justified, you propose to sink the In-| dian Chief?” “You an’ Bascom—both ov yer.” “And if we do sign—what then?” “You'll sail us within fifty miles ov the nearest open port, and we'll take | to the boats, and leave you to be picked | up.” “You'd report our condition ashore?” “Nothin’ was sald about that, Yer drift would be southard, ant awould: soon bring yer ‘in the track o* ships; besides there’s enough left ter handle the, spils ter_glye, the hooker steerage... ; Sion. Wiy. : We Dgurer wed de-sare-ahless there was a big storm.” It was certainly a cold-blooded prop- osition, but the fellow’s tone was so matter-of-fact I no longer doubted this to be their final decision, I played my last card.” “See here, Red,” and I drew a paper from the drawer of the desk. “Do you fellows realize the value of this ship, and the cargo below hatches?” “We don’t give a darn.” “Well, you better, for it’s a tidy little sum. Now, see here—I’ll pledge the crew fifty thousand dollars, to be divided as you choose, if you will dock ‘the Indian Chief at Hamburg.” “Who'll pay it?” “The owner, within ten days of land- ing. “An’ if we get snapped up by an English or French cruiser on the way | over, all we'd ever get would be a jail. That sorter plan don’t make no hit with me nor my mates. it all over.” McCann struck the desk with his fist, Impatient at the discussion, “Your price is too low, Hollis. This is no piker’s game. Red knows it is | worth more than fifty thousand to me “Your Price Is Too Low, Hollis.” to get back to New York. So now, will you help us quietly, or shall we have to make you?” “What is it you desire of me?” “That you work out an observation. once a day, and set the ship's course us we direct; then tell us when a cer- tain point has been reached.” “What point?” “ifty miles northcast of St. Johns.” “And then what. happens?” “We will take to’ the boats, and leuve-you and your officers to do what you please with: the ship.” “Are all the crew with you in this moutinous deal?” The eyes of the two men: met, and Liverpool blurted out: “They'll all do what we say; there’s none ov ’em yer kin count on fer ter fight on your side; but maybe there’s a couple we won't hav’ no use for whén we take ‘to, the boats.” “Who are they ?”. “Thar’s'no need o° my tellin’ yer that.” “Well, even with those two this will, only give us six able-bodied men; that is not enough with which to bring the Indian Chief into port.” “It will be all you'll have, anyhow,” said McCann grimly, “And you are mighty lucky at that. The drift will be southward, and will take you direct- ly into the steamer lane. All you need do fs keep steerage way, and wait until you are picked up. You’ don’t imagine we want you railing into the harbor at St. Johns the same time we get there, do you? Come on now; stop this talk, and give us an answer.” For a long moment I stood motion- less, staring out through the open port at the sunlit waters, It seemed to me my best course was to at least pretend to yield to their wishes. To acquiesce would. insure me a measure of free- dom on board, an opportunity to learn the exact conditions, and might enable me to save the ship from destruction, As to McCann, he had some object in mi this far more ‘important than ap- peared on the surface. He was never assuming this risk, or investing all this money in an Mlegal cause, without ® more serious purpose than an {dle desire to return to New Yoru. He was taking a tremendous chance, driv- en by some impulse.I could not com- prehend. What was the secret—hate, revenge, greed, love? I would find out sometime; but now I could only grope in the dark, guessing at his mo- tives. Yet I knew this—his promises were lies. He would make use of me; he would induce me to pilot the ship! to the spot he desired to attain on the broad bosom of the ocean, and then— what?) The man would never be foo! | Q enough to permit the Indian Chief to sail into any harbor to accuse him of such a crime. Back of all his words, his explanations, his apparent fair-; ness, lurked treachery. F felt it, and knew it, and the very suspicion Ied me to reach swift decision. My eyes met | his with a smile, “I cannot conceive that I have much choice,” I said quietly, “It Is to either do this in freedom, or under compul- Naturally I prefer the former.” “You mean you accept our offer?” “Yes; I will figure out the proper course, and report to you when the ves: | sel is at the place you designate. That! {is all that fs asked of me. I have your pledge that the ship will be left in good condition, with all who | are loyal safe on boaray “Yes,* “There is one more condition, Me Cann.” “What?” “That Miss Carrington be left abso- lutely unmolested by either you or your men, until the time comes for you to take to the boats.” *. “Hah! “So that Is really where the shoe pinches!” cWe will not quarrel about it—either es We've talked | In return} $5.00@15.00. say yes or no.” “What do you mean by unmolested? Am I prohibited from speaking to the lady?” “That 1s to. be left to her choice, not yours. She is to retain the key to her stateroom; to eat alone if: she prefers, and to see such» associates aboard as she desires.” ~ Liverpool laughed drunkenly. “That ain’t the argyment,” he said easily. “So far as I see, that don’t change things none, She’s locked her- self in anyhow,.an’ won't answer no- body.” McCann growled something which I took to be assent, and I was myself so anxious to ascertain our exact posi- tion as to have no desire for further argument. I could be of no possible value locked a prisoner in that state- room; no protection.to her. Indeed, If | I refused to navigate the vessel, leav- ling the ship to drift blindly through these unknown waters, exposed con- stantly to peril, I-would be guilty of ja failure to do my duty almost as {great as the crime of these others. On ‘deck, knowing where we were and the direction in which we were going, the epportunity might arise for the accom- plishment of much, I grasped the nec- essary instruments from the swinging ; shelf, and, with these in my hands, | turned toward. the door, “Come on, then,” I said, ignoring the | fact that I was any longer a prisoner. | “Bring the chart, one of you, and I'll | point out where we are to you on ‘ deck.” “Just hold on a minute,” and Liver- pool, blocking the doorway, pushed ma back with his huge hand. “We're the | bosses, not you. Git it out o’ your head right now, mister, that yer the captain of this ship Indian Chief. Blast yer! ye ain’t nuthin’; an’ if yer attempt to play us any dirty tricks, I'll smash lyer the same as I would a fly. Atn’t ithat right, Mr. McCann?” “Oh, Hollis understands, Red. He knows we've gone too far In this game to tuke any chances. T,et him pass.” “Well,” growled the giant, stepping aside, “I just wanted him ter know, I don’t kill nobody in cold blood; but I’m goin’ ter take keer of myself an’ my mates, Yer git me, skipper?” “Yes, I get you,” I answered a bit wearily. “So let it go at that; my man; I know the time to fight, and the time to keep quiet. Now let’s go on deck.” ‘(To be continued.) —~ If They, Could See Us Now. The otter day in re-reading a book by John Burroughs, first published in 1875, T was interested in thls para- graph In a chapter on the joy of walk- ing: “It is sald that Englishmen when they first come to this country are for some time under thé impression’ that American women, all, Nave, deformed feet—they aie so coy of tlem and, so studiously careful to keep then hid. Anne Sherrill Baird, in Southern Wow- in’s Magazine. ae GRAIN MARKETS: ep ee wo MINNEAPOLIS: No. 1 dark“northern spg 240 No. 1 northern spg:.... 235 '@240 No. lL red spe ..i..2..., 280 @235 No. 2 dark’ northern spg 235° - * No, 2 red apg ....,..... 225° @230 b, 3 dark northern’ spg 230 ; 3 northern spg. 225° @230 3 red spg... ++ 215° @225 4 dark northern spg 225 -— 4 northern spg...... 220 @226 4 red spg.... 250 @220 No. 2 dark spg Mont. 230 - @240 Mont winter.,...... Yellow hard Mont winter 220, No. 3 dark hd Mont wtr 220, 3 yellow hd Mont wr 315 1 durum . sesee 210 @220 . 2 durum . “205 -@215 3 durum... 190 @205 3! yellow corn 189,,@190 No. 3 mixed corn 188° .@189 Corn other grades Wid. @188 No. 2 white oats Mont.. 59%@ 60 Standard white oats. 544%@ 55 Std white oats to arr ‘B4%e No. 3 white oats........ 54 @ 54 No. 3 white oats to arr. 54 No. 4 white oats ....... 51 @ 54 Barley choice .. - 116 i2t Barley ordinary 96 @106 Rye ......+ @176 Rye to arr... @176 Flax seed . @344 Wlax seed to arr - 338 @343 September oats old September oats new. December oats old. September wheat . Close 2:30 p. m. DULUTH. No. 1 northern on trk... 230 (No. 2 northern on trk... 225 Oats on trk.. - 55 Cats to arr. - 53%, Rye on trk. - 176 Rye to arr. - 175 Barley on trk. 100 @123 Flax in store, on ‘trk and to arrive . . B47 September - 347 ctober .. . . 341 November .......:..2.. 337 ; December . 834% — as | CATTLE MARKET | — a ace Fy ST. PAUL. HOGS—Reeeipts 2,000; 15¢ to 25¢ |ahove yesterday's average. Range at | $16.50017.2 25; bulk $16.75@17.00. CATTLE—Receipts, 4,800; killers steady to lower; steers $8.00@13.00; cows and heifers $6.00@9.50; calves $5.50@8 £0; ‘stockers and feeders at $5.50@8.50. SHEEP—eceipts, 900M lambs $8.00 @16%0; wethers’ °$7.00@10.00; ewes CHICAGO, HOGS—Receipts, 7,00; mostly higher ,top $18.75: bulk $17.25@18. light $16.60@18 mived $16.60@ 1850; heavy $16.60@18.50; rough at $16.6916.85: ee $12.00@@16.25. } CATTLE- pts, $8.00: steady; |native beef st fae Mee 0@16.50; Wes- |tern steers, $7.00@ ; stockers and feeders $6.00@$9.50; cows and_heif- ers $4.65@$13.50; calves $12.00@16.00. SHEEP—Receipts 6,000; steady; aa $7.90@11.25; lamds $11.00@