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Show ALMOST ASHAMED TO TAKE THE GEMS Jack Tars Bought Diamonds at $50 a Pint They Were Glass. NEW YORK, May 21. There Is so much to tell, outside of tho log book record, that It Is doubtful If tho crew of the Manchester Merchant, docked yesterday at the foot of Forty-alxth street, South Brooklyn, will have the yarn finished beforo the craft starts away again on her return voyago in June, Captain Was Angry. Captain Foale, the commander, was angry when he learned that the adventures ad-ventures of the. long trip from Calcutta had been bruited about by members of the ship's company. "Not a word, said tho Captain. "Let tho crew say what they like, but no Information is coming from me. I may say I have some fine Japanese ware with me, but as for the diamonds and rubles and sapphires and other gems that the negroes In Colombo sold to the men aboard, you can't get anything any-thing from me." Supposed Treasure Ship. The Manchester Merchant Is a big Iron steamship, which has been plying between East Indian iiurls and the United States for the last twclvo years. Her voyage to this port brought a hold filled with valuable hard woods, and a forecastle bursting with stories of the sea, which gave the Manchester Merchant the fictitious reputation of being a treasure ship. "But," said one of the men from bo-low bo-low decks, "blame me, If It wasn't the rummlest voyage I ever signed. Take my word for It, sir, wo 'ad a snub nose whale tryln' to climb aboard, after he sees the diamonds what we bought from a black man, and about twenty of his friends. ' Expected Great Wealth. "And such bargains they looked to be. ' 'Ere's where we all get rich' says I, 'and these heathen may just as well be done as not.' "Tho bo'sun agrees with me, and 'e parts with four shirts, which must 'avo cost him no less than two bob each at 'ome. Those heathen took the shirts, and we all luffed to think what a precious pre-cious sell It was. "I put up ten quid myself for a flst-f flst-f till of rubles and a pint of diamonds, and I felt sure I had the nest egg for a tidy little home back in Shropshire; but bless me, who should come aboard but Varnum, the pilot, and we shows him our riches, and when we shows him the riches he smiles. Proved Only a Fake. " 'Wot,' lie says, 'you 'ave given up your hard-alrned money and the bo'sun has parted with his Irish linen shirts lor these bits of glass? Well, me boys, all T 'ave to say hs I am sorry. Tlioso Colombo niggers can beat tbe Greeks.' " |