Beadle's Dime Novels No. 87: On the Deep — page 72: what you’re looking at

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74 ON THE DEEP. ~ “No, no?!’ interrupted the captain, “that must never be. I cannot let my bird fly after I have caught it !” | | He threw himself between her and the. rail, and seizing: one * of her arms, ordered a Malay to grasp‘the shen? Before the man could obey, Loko quickly advanced and took hold of thé disengaged arm. The girl struggled vainly to release herself: she was hurried aft to the companionway and into the cabin, At-the foot of the staircase, however; the islander let’ go of her arm, and breaking suddenly from the: pirate, she bounded up the steps and was on deck in a instant. | ““ Why did you let go of her ?” cketnimed ‘the ‘captain directing, as he sprung toward the companionway, ‘a fierce glance upon the islander, ‘Loko darted forward, struck the speaker heavily upon the temple with his clenched fist, and. as the youth fell senseless at his’ feet; rushed upon deck. ‘He found Grace struggling in the grasp of the helmsman, who | had seized her to prevent her from jumping overboard. The brute had caught hold of her long hair, and was dragging her toward the cabin. The rest of the Malays; taking advan- tage of the captain’s absence, had gone into the’ forecastle before the young girl reappeared on deck. Springing upon tlie wretch, the islander’ knocked him down with a blow of his fist, and assisted the maiden'to rise. The man jumped'to his’ feet, however, and picking ‘up a wooden belaying-pinj. hurled it at Loko’s head. The pin, missing its: destination, struck Grace’ near the temple; and she’ dropped senseless into the arms of the islander. Seeing him thus burdened, the pirate drew a knife, and rushed toward him. But, stepping quickly backward, he laid the girl upon the. main-hatch, and seizing a crow-bar lying near’ him, dealt his antag- onist a blow that felled him to the deck. The noise made by the men in the forecastle—for they were shouting and singing hilariously—had drowned that of the brief conflict outside, so that the islander was now enabled to make his way to the canoe and put his senseless’ burden therein without being dis- covered. He was soon paddling swiftly away from the schooner in the direction of a sail which was faintly distin- guishable in the moonlight, far away to the eastward. . Occas sionally, he would throw’ an anxious glance upon the pale face of the senseless girl, and when he had ‘left the schooner a comicbooks.com