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Updated: May 13, 2025
It was nothing a child could have put it out with a bucket of sand. But upon it fell Tedge and the engineer, stamping, shouting, shoving oil-soaked waste upon it, and covertly blocking off the astounded black deckman when he rushed to aid. "Water, Hogjaw!" roared the master. "She's gainin' on us she's under the bilge floor now!" He hurled a bucket viciously at his helper.
The black oarsman's eyes narrowed and he crouched dumbly as he rowed. Tedge was behind him Tedge of the Marie Louise who could kill with his fists. No, Hogjaw knew nothing he never would know anything. "I jest took him on out o' kindness," mumbled Tedge. "I got no license fer passenger business. Jest a bum I took on to go and see his swamp girl up Des Amoureaux.
The heat was singeing their faces by now. "Pull off," grunted the skipper, "around east'ard. This bar sticks clean out o' water off there, and you lay around it, Hogjaw. They won't be no sea 'til the breeze lifts at sunup." The big black heaved on the short oars. The skiff was a hundred yards out on the glassy sea when Crump spoke cunningly, "I knowed something " "Yeh?"
And as they pretended to fight the fire, Crump suddenly began laughing and stood up. The deckman was grinning also. The master watched him narrowly. "Kick the stuff into the waste under the stairs," he grunted. "Hogjaw, this here boat's goin' yeh understand? We take the skiff and pull to the shrimp camps, and she hogs down and burns " The black man was laughing. Then he stopped curiously.
Anyhow, the cattle were milling desperately around in the pen; the stranger who said his name was Milt Rogers would be a lacerated lump of flesh in that mad stampede long ere the fire reached him. Tedge got his tin document box and went aft. Crump and Hogjaw were already in the flat-bottomed bayou skiff, holding it off the Marie Louise's port runway, and the master stepped into it.
The wheezy exhaust coughed on; the belt flapped as the paddle wheel kept on its dead shove of the Marie's keel into the sand. Hogjaw had shouted and run forward. He was staring into the phosphorescent water circling about the bow when Crump raised his cry: "Fire amidships!" Tedge ran down the after-stairs. Sulphurously he began cursing at the trickle of smoke under the motor frame.
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