hands on the Columbia. Not one could speak a word of English, so conversation with them was impossible.
Captain Ponsberry led the way to the cabin of the Columbia and the young Russian officer followed. Getting out such papers as had been prepared for the occasion, the master of the schooner passed them over.
"These are correct so far as they go," said the Russian, after an examination lasting ten minutes had been made. "But" he paused. "You have no further papers?"
"Those are my papers, sir," answered Captain Ponsberry, briefly.
"Then I will look at a specified list of your cargo."
"I haven't such a list," was the answer, which was true, as the list had been burnt up just a short while before.
At this statement the young Russian frowned. "Every ship carries such a list."
"Still, I haven't any."
"In that case, I shall have to order an inspection of the cargo."
"Sir, you are going too far!" said Captain Ponsberry, sternly, yet he knew he had no right to expect anything else.
