“I’ll give him the scare of his life,” he grinned. “He’ll think he’s got some old sea dog of Revolutionary times for a roommate.”
“Wh-wh-what’s that?” demanded the third class cadet.
Another sigh and more rattling7 of bottles. Then Clif jumped twice upon a tin cannister. After that he groaned8.
This last was too much for Crane. With a half-suppressed howl he broke for the door and burst into the orlop passage, Clif, shaking with laughter, peeped out.
As he did so he looked almost into the face of a youth clad in cadet’s trousers, and a naval9 officer’s blouse and cap.
It was Toggles!
“Gorry!” cried Clif in amazement10. “He’s been masquerading as the officer of the deck, and he’s fooled the fellows nicely. Hurray!”
He stepped from the storeroom in a hurry, and just in time to see Toggles, Trolley12 and Joy seize Crane. The latter tried to escape, but he was bound and gagged in a jiffy.
Clif first assisted in the operation, then he slapped Toggles on the back and said, gleefully:
“You are a brick, old fellow. It’s a great scheme, and it came just in time. How did you do it?”
“Got one of the wardroom boys to loan me a coat and cap,” replied Toggles, in his quick, jerky way. “Got a lantern. Came down here. Scared fits out of those third class fellows. Sent them up to report on the quarter-deck.”
“Sent them up to report on the quarter-deck?” gasped Clif, ready to explode with laughter. “You don’t mean to say——”
“He’s a cuckoo,” chimed in a swarthy, black-haired youth, whose face proclaimed him a Japanese. It was Motohiko Asaki, whose distinguished13 name had long since been converted into the more easily pronounced appellation14, “Trolley.”
“Him’s a cuckoo, a bully15 boy with eyeglasses,” he reiterated16, giggling17 placidly18. “Him got great head. Him fooled third class cadets and ordered them to quarter-deck. Officer up there will think they dream, and he——”
“Stow it, Trolley!” interrupted a lean, solemn-faced lad named Joy. “Your tongue is wound up like a Waterbury watch. We are losing valuable time.”
“I guess that’s right,” agreed Clif, finally recovering from his amazement at Toggles’ clever trick. “We have work to do, and lots of it. Let’s release poor Nanny first. He must be half dead by this time.”
He bent19 over and quickly freed the little lad, who had remained forgotten in one corner of the passage. Straightening up, Clif continued:
“I’ve got a little scheme, but it must be worked at once. This fellow here,” he touched Crane with his foot, “intended to paint us a rosy20 red and adorn21 our respective faces with oakum whiskers.”
“He did, eh,” growled22 Joy. “If I wasn’t a peaceable man by nature I’d adorn his mug with lumps and bruises23.”
“My plan is even better than that,” resumed Clif. “What’s the matter with giving him a dose of his own medicine?”
“Sure thing.”
“Hurray!” cheered Nanny, but in a dutifully low voice. “That’s out of sight. And we’ll turn him loose on the quarter-deck.”
“Yes; with whiskers.”
“He’s pleased with the prospect,” said Clif, sweetly. “If there is anything Crane likes on this mundane27 sphere, it is to be painted red, decorated with oakum whiskers, and turned loose with an appropriate chorus of tin pans. My, oh, my! Won’t the captain be pleased to meet him!”
“I don’t think,” muttered Joy.
“Get the paint ready, Nanny,” added Faraday, briskly. “You will find it behind the ladder. Pick out a bright carmine28, and a good scratchy brush. Toggles, see what you can do in the shape of an artistic29 whisker. Make it long and imposing30 as befits his exalted31 station. I’ll take a peep on deck.”
The lamp was shaded so its rays would fall upon the victim’s face, and Nanny and Toggles fell to work. Trolley and Joy held Crane prostrate32 upon the floor.
Clif slipped up the ladder to the berth33 deck, and made a careful survey of the situation. He found everything quiet. Proceeding34 to the gun deck he listened carefully to see if anything was astir. Finding all apparently35 undisturbed, he glided36 up the hatchway ladder leading to the spar deck.
As Clif stepped from the top of the ladder he saw a lieutenant37 and five very unhappily looking third class cadets approaching from aft.
He just had time to dodge38 into the shadow of the bulwarks39 when they halted at the hatch. The officer was speaking in a stem voice:
“Now, go below and behave yourselves,” he said, addressing them collectively. “If I hear any more of this nonsense I’ll put you on report for punishment. Fancy five sensible cadets with two years of service being silly enough to believe an order like that. I’m ashamed of you. Some plebe has fooled you. And he did it cleverly, too. Go below and turn in at once. Remember, I’ll be down there in a minute or so. If you are not in your hammocks you will get demerits enough to swamp you.”
The five dolefully filed down the ladder and disappeared in the gloom below. Clif saw the lieutenant shake as if with suppressed laughter. It was evident he keenly enjoyed the situation.
A moment later he turned away and went back to his post on the quarter-deck, leaving Clif to hasten below.
He found his chums awaiting him. Trolley silently held up the lantern so the rays would fall upon Crane’s face. Clif gave one glance, then he fairly doubled up with mirth.
“Gorry! there’s the worse looking phiz I ever saw,” he gasped. “Ha! ha! ha! his own mamma wouldn’t know him. He’s a picture.”
Inarticulate noises came from behind the gag in Crane’s mouth. He fumed40 and struggled with impotent rage. But it only added to the joy of the group of plebes.
Nanny and Toggles had done their work well. Crane’s face was painted in great streaks41 of red, with an artistic relievo of green spots. Suspended from his chin was a shock of yellow oakum whiskers, the ends of which trailed impressively far down his breast.
As a last touch cunning little curls of the same material adorned42 his hair. And, taking it all in all, he was a spectacle to make Neptune43 weep.
“Examine his fastenings and see that they are secure,” said Clif, between chuckles44. “We must take him to the quarter-deck by way of the gun deck and steerage. And he mustn’t kick.”
“That’s rather risky,” continued Toggles.
“It no cut ice,” grinned the Japanese youth, recklessly. “I go to captain’s cabin to see fun like this. It out of sight plenty much. Hurray!”
“Nanny, you collect several stewpans and three or four strings45 of tin cups,” continued Clif. “And be careful you don’t wake up the deck in getting them. Go through the mess chests forward. Come along, Mr. Crane, hazer-in-chief of the U. S. Naval Academy. You are about to play the most striking rôle of your eventful life.”
“And may the stewpans have mercy on your head,” added Joy, grimly.
Crane, still making desperate efforts to escape, was trussed anew with a length of rope, then the four plebes lifted him up the ladders to the gun deck.
This part of the Monongahela was occupied by the regular enlisted46 crew who assisted the cadets in working the ship. Nothing was to be feared from them, as they had no desire to interfere47 with cadet pranks48.
Cautiously and with very little noise the quartet carried the victim aft to a door leading into the steerage, or junior officers’ quarters. It was a large apartment, containing several berths49 and space for hammocks.
In the center was the ladder leading to the quarter-deck, and it was up this ladder the daring plebes intended to take Crane.
Nanny, armed with pans and cups, was met at the door. The tins were fastened to various parts of Crane’s body and held tightly to avoid the making of unwelcome noise.
“We will carry him up the ladder and place him on the top step,” explained Clif, in a low whisper. “Then while[Pg 34] you fellows are scooting out of the way I’ll cut the ropes and give him a shove over the coaming.”
“And he’ll fall flat in the midst of all those tins,” grinned Nanny. “By Jinks! this is the greatest fun I’ve had in a year of Sundays.”
“But we won’t see the fun,” complained Toggles.
“Oh, if you want to wait and take in the show do so by all means,” chuckled50 Clif. “The officer of the deck will be glad to oblige you with a box.”
“Yes,” added Joy, “a box ’tween decks, some time called the ‘brig,’ or ship’s prison.”
“I guess I don’t care to be a spectator,” admitted Toggles, with a grin. “The price is too high.”
The five lads carried their burden through the door to the ladder. The steerage was unlighted save by a single lamp behind the swinging hammocks. Heavy breathing and an occasional snore indicated that nothing need be anticipated from the junior officers.
“Up now,” whispered Clif. “Slowly and carefully. Steady; that’s it. Now lower him to the step.”
While he was getting his knife in readiness, the other plebes silently retreated and vanished into the gloom of the gun deck.
Clif placed his left hand under Crane’s body, braced51 himself for a brisk shove, then he slashed52 away with the knife.
There was a ripping noise as the ropes parted, a sudden clatter53 of the cups and pots, then, as Clif started to slip away, Crane threw both arms about his neck and the two rolled over upon the quarter-deck at the feet of the officer of the watch, amid a terrific din11!
Clif had ever been a lad of quick resources, and of cool-headedness in times of emergency. His mind, intelligent and apt, worked rapidly and he was seldom at a loss for action. But in the present instant his surprise and stupefaction was so great that he could only stare from Crane to the officer of the watch, and back to Crane again.
This mental and physical paralysis54 lasted only a few seconds, however. Then Clif, with incredible agility55, leaped to his feet and sprang toward one of the open gun ports.
As quick as a flash he vanished through the aperture56, leaving Crane and the officer staring at him in open-mouthed wonder. The latter was the first to recover.
Leaping to the gangway, he glanced over the side, fully expecting to see the lad struggling in the water. The moon, which had been obscured by a passing cloud, burst forth57 in all its refulgence58.
The lad had completely disappeared.
Dumfounded, and imagining that he was the victim of a nightmare or dream, the lieutenant turned inboard once more.
“What in the name of all that’s wonderful does this——”
He stopped short. The other apparition—the marvelously-bedecked and painted figure—the other cadet, had also vanished.
The officer rubbed his eyes, and administered unto himself a severe pinch. Then he glared suspiciously at the figure of the quartermaster on duty on the bridge.
Approaching him, he asked, cautiously:
“I say, Johnson, did you—er—hear or see anything just now?”
Johnson was an old seaman61, and he had made many a cruise on board academy practice ships. He knew and liked the cadets and found their pranks a source of infinite fun. He was not the man to tell tales out of school. Concealing62 a grin, he answered, with a fine assumption of surprise:
“See anything, sir? Hear anything, sir? No, indeed, sir. Was it a hail?”
“A hail? No. It seemed to me”—the lieutenant hesitated, glanced nervously63 about the deck, then added: “I guess it was simply a fancy. I’ve lost considerable sleep lately, Johnson, and probably I am a little unstrung.”
He moved aft, and spent the rest of his watch signing imaginary pledges not to take another drop of anything stronger than lemonade.
In the meantime a scene unusual at that hour was being enacted64 on the forward part of the berth deck.
Over in one corner a cadet was cleaning his face of red paint and oakum whiskers. He was in a rage, and shook his fist at Clif and his crowd.
“Oh, but this is funny,” cried Clif. “It’s worth a year’s pay to see Crane do the circus act. Isn’t he a beauty in his war paint?”
“Him what you call one chromo,” giggled the Japanese youth. “I glad I woke all the fellows to see the sport. Hurray!”
“How did you get away from that mixup on the quarter-deck, Clif?” queried Toggles. “When I reached the main deck ladder you had disappeared over the side. How was it?”
“Easy enough, chum. When I saw how scared the lieutenant was a bright idea struck me. I crawled through the nearest port to the starboard main chains and swung down against the ship’s side. I saw the officer look over, then, when he turned away, I reached the gangway and slipped forward. Now let us turn in and give Crane a rest.”
And they did.
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gasped
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bully
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giggling
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rosy
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mundane
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