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There was something else roused into activity-something indefinite, intangible, elusive, like the sense of recognition that comes to you when you view a new scene that you know you have never seen before. The party left the table a little later, and left me, an ex-sailor, in a condition of mind not due to the story I had heard from the Commodore. It is thirty years and more since then, but it will remain one of the unexplained mysteries of the sea.' But to this day no man has told the story of that voyage. She was condemned in Admiralty proceedings and, later, restored to her owners. 'I was the prize-lieutenant that took her into Queenstown.

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She was a grain ship from 'Frisco, and grain ships are full of rats. It was as though some mysterious power had come down from above and wiped out the crew, besides killing the rats in the hold. Moreover, every boat was in its chocks or under its own davits. The log-book was gone, so we got no information from that. It might have been a poisonous gas from the cargo, but if so it didn't affect us after we boarded her.

'What killed them, Commodore,' asked one 'and what happened to the crew?' Yet, there she was, under topsails and topgallant-sails, rolling along before a Biscay sea, and deserted, except that the deck was almost covered with dead rats.' 'A good, tight merchant ship, with nothing wrong except what might be ascribed to neglect such as light canvas blown away and ropes cast off the pins, with no signs of fire, leak, or conflict to drive the crew out, with plenty of grub in the stores and plenty of water in the tanks. 'Yes, sirree,' he said, as he thumped the table mildly. A navy captain, I thought, promoted on retirement. With him at the table in the restaurant were other similarly clad men, evidently of good station in life, and in their answers and comments these men addressed the white-haired man as Commodore. A side glance showed me the speaker, a white-haired, sunburned old fellow in immaculate evening dress. For I had been a lifelong student of nautical matters. I could not help listening to the talk at the next table, because the orchestra was quiet and the conversation unrestrained then, too, a nautical phrasing caught my ear and aroused my attention. 'Extracts from Noah's Log'- The Home Magazine. 'The Finishing Touch'- The Popular Magazine. 'From the Darkness and the Depths'- New Story Magazine. The contents of this volume first appeared in the following magazines: Produced by Paul Hollander, Malcolm Farmer and the Online *** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE GRAIN SHIP ***

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