The Overman
by Upton Sinclair
This is the story of Edward, as he told it to me only a few days before he died; he told it as he lay half paralysed, and knowing that the hand of death was upon him.
The events immediately following bear only indirectly upon my story, and so I pass over them swiftly. We had been at sea for some three weeks, and were in the locality we sought, and watching day 7and night for some sign of the island, when late one evening the native captain of the vessel came to my cabin, trembling and pale with fright, to tell me that the crew had mutinied and were about to murder me. I rushed to my chest for my revolvers, only to find that every cartridge was gone; and the other’s weapon proved to be in the same plight.