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* FAYETTEVILLE NEWS, FAYETTEVILLE, GEORGIA WOLVES OF THE SEA By RANDALL PARRISH & -— * Copyright, by A. C. McClurg & Co. CHAPTER XXII. —15— The Crew Decides. Except that many of the men re mained armed there was no suggestion of violence. But for the gleaming car- ronade trained on the main hatch, and the small group of gunners clustered about it, the scene was peaceable •enough, resembling the deck of some merchant ship. LeVere stood motion less at the poop rail, staring down and Iris attitude and expression of face aroused within me a doubt of the man, a determination to put him to the test. Evidently he had held aloof and re frained from taking even the slightest part in our activities. The men them selves were mostly forward, grouped together and still excitedly discussing the situation. “Stand by to reef topsails,” I shout- >ed. “We’re all one watch now. Go at at lively, lads, and when the job is over we’ll eat, and decide together what’s our next move. Two of you will be enough to guard the hatch and •one of you go into the cabin and re lieve the girl there. Keep your eyes open. I’ll be down presently. Aloft with you and see how quick a job you -enn make of it.” Watkins led the way up the main mast ratlines, and Cole was first into the fore shrouds, the others following •eagerly. I watched them lay out on fhe yards and was heartened to hear the fellows sing as they worked, the canvas melting away as if by magic. I climbed the ladder to where LeVere .■stood on the poop, but carefully ignored his presence, my gaze on the scene aloft. Twice I gave orders, changing the steering direction slight- fly, and commanding the lower sails ireefed. The mulatto scowling, joined me at the rail. “What’s all this about?” he asked. ■“That's no storm cloud yonder.” - “Thyre Is always danger in fog,” 1 answered coldly, “and besides there is no usi carrying on until we know where we are bound. My purpose is to keep the men busy, and then talk the situation over with them. Have .■you any criticism of this plan, Senor LeVere?” He hesitated, but his eyes were nar rowed, and ugly. “You’ll do as you please, but you told me we sailed for Porto Grande. Was that a lie?” “Npt necessarily,” and I smiled grimly. “Although I should not have hesitated to tell one under the circum stances. I mean to leave that decision to the men themselves. It Is their 5Ives that are in danger.” “That scum! half of them are Eng lish and French. All they want is to get away; they will never go back to Porto Grande without you make them.” “How make them?” “By false observations; there is no navigator forward. It is a trick easy •enough to play wi|Ji a little nerve. I would never have taken part in this mutiny if I had supposed you meant to play into the hands of the men.” “It is very little part you took Senor LeVere, judging from what I saw. You seemed quite content to stand aft here and look on. However you are in it just as deeply as I am, and are going to play the game out with me to the ■end. Do you understand that?” “What you mean, senor—play it out?” “Go on with the rest of us; take your chance with the men and do your •duty. I am captain here. The first sign of treachery on your part will send you below with those others. I •don’t'trust you, and all I want is an ■excuse to put you out of the way—so tie careful what you do.” I turned and walked away from him toward the forward rail. The men were still aloft but coming in from off the yards. Below me In the door of the companion, stood Dorothy, her eyes peering curiously about the de serted deck. She glanced up and saw me. “.jay I come up there?” she asked. “Certainly; let me help you. Stand fiere beside me, and you can see all that is being done. That’s all, lads; tireakfast is ready; lay down all ex cept the lookout." We watched while they streamed ■down the ratlines and gathered for ward of the galley, squatting in groups on the deck. To all appearances the fellows had not a care in the world, or any thought of the stirring scenes just passed through. The girl’s hand touched my sleeve, and I turned and looked into her face. “Have you considered Captain San- ehez?” she asked. “Why no,” in surprise, “he Is help less below, badly wounded.” “Not so badly as you suppose,” she said swiftly. “He is able to be up and about his stateroom. I heard him moving, and I believe the steward has told him what has occurred on board, and endeavored to bear a message from him to those men amidships. I held my pistol to his head and locked him in the pantry. He is there now, with the sailor you sent on guard. That is what I came oo deck to tell yon.” “He is a danger, of course, but not a serious one,” I said confidently. “It is safe enough to leave him undis turbed at present. The first thing I need to do is to satisfy those men. I’ll attend to that now, and then see to the proper securing of Sanchez. Re main here with LeVere while I go for ward, and watch that he does not at tempt to go below.” The fellows had not finished mess, but I felt the danger of further delay, and talked to them as they sat on deck, explaining briefly the entire situ ation, and the causes leading up to the mutiny. I dealt with the matter in plain terms, making no apparent effort to influence them, yet forcibly com pelling each individual to realize what would be the result of our recapture. They listened earnestly, asking an oc casional question, and passing com ments back and forth freely among themselves. I sent Watkins to the cabin for a roll of charts, and spreading these out, endeavored as well as I could, to make clear our probable position and the nearest point of land. When I had completed the explanation, and stood before them awaiting decision, it was Haines who acted as their spokesman. “This yere is Cape Howarth?” he asked, a grimy thupib on the point in dicated. “An’ yer say It’s 'bout a hun dred and fifty miles west?” “Yes, albout that?" “An’'thar’3 no settlement?” “Some colonists fifty miles north is all.” “That’s 'bout right." He turned to the others. “Say mates, this is how I figure. We can’t go on no long cruise with all those bloody rats in the hold. They’re bound ter find some way out if we give ’em time 'nough. Fer as I’m concerned, I’m fer dividin’ up whut we’ve got, and ter hell with piratin’. What ’er yer say, mates? Shall we run the ol’ hooker ashore, an’ leave her thar, while we tramp the coast? We’re just a shipwrecked crew. What say yer?” There was a chorus of approval suf ficient in volume to satisfy me, and I accepted this as a decision. “All right, lads,” I said briefly. “In my judgment your choice is a wise The Stricken Sailor Told the Whole Story. one. I’ll have an observation as soon as the fog clears and we’ll head in for the Cape?” “When do we divide the swag?” “Fifty miles off the coast. That’s fair enough, isn’t it? And my share goes to you.” There was a straggling cheer, but I broke it up with a sharp order. “Now stand by for work, all of you. Watkins and Carter, I want you aft.” CHAPTER XXIII. The Prisoners Escape. The two men followed me silently as far as the companion, where we paused a moment staring blindly about us Into the fog. Even the guard at the main hatch was invisible. “Carter, guard this after deck until Watkins and I come back. Under no circumstances permit LeVere to enter the cabin.” With the door closed, we were plunged into a darkness which ren dered the interior invisible. I won dered dimly why the man on guard had not lighted the swinging lantern. I stumbled over something on the deck, as I groped forward, but did not pause until I had lighted the lantern. It blazed up brightly enough, its yel low flame illuminating the cabin and the first thing I saw was the out stretched figure of the sailor almost between my feet. We needed to ask no questions, imagine nothing—the overturned chair, the stricken sailor told the whole story. He had been treacherously stuck from behind, the blade driven home by a strong hand, and was dead before he fell to the deck. It had been silent, vengeful murder, and the assassin had left no trace. Who could It have been? Not Gunsaules surefy—the steward lacked both nerve and strength for such a deed. Then there was but ohe to sus pect—Sanchez ! I flung open the pantry door, but one glance inside told me that Gun saules had vaxITshed. On the deck lay the strands of rope with which he had been secured—they had been severed by a sharp knife, the ends discolored with blood stains. I held these out to Watkins. “Cut since the murder," I said, "and by the same knife. What do you make of it, Tom?” “Well, sir, the thing he’d most likely try fer wud be ter release them lads amidships. My idea is, sir, he thought he’d have time ter git the bulkhead door open, before anybody cum be low—he an’ the steward, who’d know whar the tools wus. That wus the scheme, only we busted in too quick. That’s whar they both are—skulkin’ back in them shadows.” He fitted the smoking lantern back onto the shelf to have his hands free for action, and drew a cutlass out of the arm rack, running one leatherly thumb along the blade to test its sharpness. His eyes sought mine ques- tioningly. “Probably your guess Is the right one,” I said soberly. “We’ll give it a trial.” Murder had been committed for a purpose—it was the first step In an ef fort to retake the ship. If we were to retain our advantage there was no time to be lost; we were pitted now against Silva Sanchez, and he was a leader not to be despised or tempor ized with; no cowardly, brainless fool. The passage leading forward was wide enough to permit of our advanc ing together and for a few steps the light dribbled in past us, quite suffi cient for guidance. I had been down this tunnel once before, and knew the bulkhead was not far away, but the few steps necessary plunged us into profound blackness, through which we advanced cautiously with outstretched hands. No slightest sound warned Of danger and I was already convinced ih my own tnind that the refugees were not hiding there, when it happened. Within an instant we were fighting for our lives, fronted not by two men, but by a score, who flung themselves curs ing upon us. Their very numbers and the narrowness of the passage was our only salvation. At first our resist ance was blind enough, guided only by the senses of touch and sound. We could see nothing of our antagonists, although their fierce rush hurled us backward. I fired into the mass, as Watkins slashed madly with his cut lass, both managing in some way to keep our feet. Hands gripped for us, a bedlam of oaths splitting the air; yet, even in that moment of pande monium, I was quick to realize the fel lows were weaponless, seeking only to reach and crush us with bare hands. The same discovery must have come to the mind of the sailor, for he yelled it out defiantly, every stroke of his blade drawing blood. I joined him, striking with the butt of the pistol. We killed and wounded, the curses of hate changed into sharp cries of agony, but those behind pressed the advance for ward, and we were inevitably swept back into the light of the cabin lamp. Then I saw faces, hideous In the glare, demoniacal in their expression of hatred—a mass of them, unrecogniz able, largely of a wild, half-Indian type, with here and there a bearded white. Nor were they all bare-handed; in many a grip flashed a knife, and directly fronting me, with a meat cleaver uplifted to strike, Sanchez yelled his orders. Ignoring all others I leaped straight at him, crying to Watkins as I sprang. “Back lad; dash out that light; I’ll hold these devils here a minute!” I did—God knows how 1 It was like no fighting ever I had done before, a mad, furious melee, amid which I lost all consciousness of action, all guid ance of thought, struggling as a wild brute, with all the reckless strength of insanity. It is a dim, vague recollec tion; I am sure I felled Sanchez \Vlth one blow of my pistol butt; In some way that deadly cleaver came into my hands and I trod on his body, swing ing the sharp blade* with all my might into those scowling faces. Th«*y gave sullenly backward; they had to, yelp ing and snarling like a pack of wolves, hacking at me with their short knives. I was cut again and again. I stood on quivering flesh, crazed with blood, an<J seeking only to kill. I saw faces crushed In, arms severed, the sudden spurting of blood from ghastly wounds. Oaths mingled with cries of agony and shouts of hate. Then in an Instant thp light was dashed out and all was dark ness. (TO BE CONTINUED.) Mends Granite Ware. The government suggests we econo mize on kitchen utensils. To mena a hole in granite ware work a piece of putty until perfectly soft, then take a piece of the putty lurge enough to cover the hole and put one piece on either side of the metal, pressing to gether inside and out, smoothing down the edges. Place the vessel in a slow oven and bake until the putty is a deep brown. For containing water tb< vessel will be as good as new. POTATOES MUST BE PROTECTED FROM EXTREME HEAT AND COLD, AND LIGHT Proper Potato Storage Protects the Souds Against Extremes of Heat, Cold and Light. (Prepared by the United States Depart ment of Agriculture.) Storing potatoes resembles banking money, because ordinarily it results in the potatoes selling for higher prices later in the season when the supply is not so abundant as at digging time. The potatoes earn dividends while in storage just as money in the bank ac cumulates interest. If all the pota toes were sold immediately after dig ging the prices would decline, due to the excessive offerings on the market. It permits of holding the more or less perishable potatoes In a salable con dition over ns long a period as is eco nomically desirable. Storage also in sures a more uniform market supply throughout the season. It is the late or main crop varieties of spuds, intended for winter use, which are stored, as the early or truck crop potatoes are ordinarily disposed of directly from the field as harvested. Potato storages are practically of all types and descriptions, from primitive shelters, such as caves or pits, up to rather elaborate, artificially refriger ated storage houses. However, the fundamental purpose of the storage house, be it simple or elaborate, is to protect the spuds from extremes of cold and heat as well as from the light, and under proper conditions of humidity and ventilation. Care must be exercised not to keep the potatoes together in large bulk where the devel opment of high tempei-ature and de terioration will be favored. Specialists of the United States de partment of agriculture believe that a temperature of about 36 degrees B’ah- renheit is generally low enough for practical potato storage, and that dur ing tlie earlier portion of the storage season the temperature of 40 degrees Fahrenheit is just as satisfactory ex cept where powdery dry rot infection occurs. The freezing point of the po tato is between 28 and 26 degrees Fahrenheit. Potatoes, when exposed to strong or even moderate light are soon injured for food purposes, and on this ac count it is essential to exclude the light from the storage house, although exposure to modified light, where the spuds are kept cool and well aired, is not injurious to tubers intended for seed potatoes. Protect Potatoes Against Wilting. There should be sufficient moisture in the potato storage house to pre- vent the wilting of the tubers aud at the same tinje to maintain a humidity content low enough to prevent a depos it of moisture on the surface of the po tatoes. One Investigator suggests a humidity of from 85 to 90 per cent as about correct for a potato storage room temperature of 33 to 35 degrees Fah renheit. Generous provision for ade quate ventilation must be made, the ventilators or air flues being arranged so as to insure a rapid and even dis tribution of air throughout the struc ture. It is a bad practice to store pota toes in large bins or piles. Not infre quently the tubers are heaped to a depth of 10 or 15 feet, the pile being correspondingly large in the other di mensions. Such storage almost in variably results In violent sweating or curing, in which the spuds in the cen tral portion of the pile are frequently subjected to a dangerously high tem perature. This is especially true if the tubers are slightly immature or were not dry and free from moist soil when gathered, or if stored when ,the outside temperature was high, making it difficult to lower the inside temper ature of the house. Such overheating may be avoided by inserting division walls at intervals throughout the pile. The division walls may consist of 1 by 4 inch uprights, on the 2-inch face of which are nailed % by 5 inch strips 0^ any desired length, leaving a 1-inch space between each strip. This provides a ventilated partition, which can be of any height and length desired. By placing these in an up right position 5 to 6 feet apart as the bin or storage house is being filled, good ventilation will be secured and an easy avenue of escape for both heat nnd moisture provided. Storage Adapted to Local Needs. In considering the type of storage best suited to the needs the grower should bear In tnind the temperature nnd rain or snow likely to occur dur ing the storage period, the character and cost of the material involved, the nature of the soil and drain age, nnd the length of the storage period. Potatoes may be buecesjf- fully stored in pits if provided with good drainage aud given sufficient cov- I ering to insulate them against extreme j heat and cold, a well-drained site being essential. It Is usually not advisable to excavate more than 6 inches, mak ing the pit long and narrow rather than square in shape. It is inadvisa ble to store a large bulk of potatoes in one pit. The potatoes are stored over a light layer of straw on the floor, while the pile is insulated against cold and heat by covering the spuds with alternate layers of straw or hay and soil. Dur ing the late fall, as the weather grows colder, more straw, as well as more soil, should be added to form a protec tive overcoat for the potatoes. Each layer of straw when compacted should be approximately six inches thick, while the final layer of soil should be six to eight inches deep, depending up on weather conditions. Ventilation may be provided by means of a wooden flue, the lower end of which extends almost to the bottom of the pit, while the upper end should project well above the covering, the valve being equipped with a wooden cap to pre vent the entrance of ruin or snow, and also in order that it may be closed en tirely during very cold weather. A pit of this sort when well made will provide perfect protection for the potatoes until spring, the objection to it being that the potatoes stored there in are not always accessible during the winter. In regions where rainfall is slight, dugout potato cellai's are commonly used, it not being necessary to provide these buildings with water-tight roofs. Usually the pit or “hog back," as it is called, is placed on a short, narrow ridge of land which permits of easy approach and a centi'al driveway into the pit at the grade line. It is neces sary to brace such potatoes by means of posts and plates in order to prevent cave-ins. Some of the pits are more expensive and substantial, with the side aud end walls made of concrete. Generally it is advisable to have the storage cellars or pits equipped with some system of artificial lighting. Central Driveway in Cellar. The storage cellar is usually provid ed with a driveway entrance and is considerably wider than the cellars without driveways, which often are only 12 to 30 feet wide, the entire space being used for storage purposes and the floor being either dirt, wood or con- ci'ete. Some of the best storages have driveways through the middle with bins on either side, the driveway being an earthen one with the storage bins hav ing ventilated wooden floors laid on joists placed at right angles to the driveway and thus furnishing an un restricted circulation of air beneath the bin. CORN STANDARD NOW RISING Fraction for 1913 Was 82.5 Per Cent, Slightly Above Mean for the Pre ceding Ten Years. (Prepared by the United States Depart ment of Agriculture.) Merchantable corn was 82.4 per cent of the entire crop during the last 26 years, and the percentage has been a declining one. In 1SSS-1897 the mean was 84.6 per cent; in 1S9S-1907, 83.4 per cent; and in 1908-1917, 80.2 per cent. The standard of merchanta bility appears to be rising. The frac tion for 1918 was 82.5 per cent, or almost the mean for 36 years, but above the mean of the preceding ten years. The highest fraction in 36 years was 89.1 per cent in 1906, and the lowest 60 per cent in 1917. 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