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SYNOPSIS
The storr open* in New York,
•bout the middle of the Elpht-
•eath century. Robert Orngerod.
>wbo tey* the tale, Is talking to
i Peter Corlaer, chief of fur trad-
rs. and man of enormous
strength, when Darby McGraw,
■Trtah bonded boy, brings news
^ that a pirate ship is "oft the
'Hook." An old sea captain an-
lounces he has been chased by
e notorious pirate. Captain
'•p-Rap. The older Ormerod
Is Robert the pirate la Andrew
♦rray, hla (Robert's) great-
'le. commanding the pirate
j, the Royal James. Murray
n ardent Jacobite. Next day
■eat and Darby encounter a
-legged sailor, ,John Sliver
»m Darby conducts to a tav-
Robert meets a young
nan from a Spanish frigate
o la seeking her father, Colo-
O’Donnell. He takes her to
■ place she designatea Mur-
jr with a force of sailors visits
e Ormerod house. He an-
lunces his Intention of carrying,
ff Robert, by force, If necessary,
promising him a great future.
The father la powerless. Peter
Corlaer Insists u^n accompuy-
Ing Robert. RobS^rt and Peter
are taken aboard a brig.
CHAPTER HI—Continued
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“ri.^tol that man. If yon must,'
«:!«! Murray; “but use your cnt-
lassog. If possible."
•"Neen." said Peter again. “We
don't fight."
“We might as well be killed now
let them carry off Bob," said my fa
ther with a sob In his voice.
“Npen,” said Peter a third time,
“rteadt, you stay deadt. Perhaps Bob
,,«aet8 nvray from thenr some time. Bet-
.•r he be with Murray than be be
eadt."
“Intelligently logical," commented
urray. "I commend the sentiment
.Tou. Nephew Robert."
Peter’s little eyes glinted tosrfird
ui.
“I go with Bob,” he said.
“No, no," denied Murray (jnlckly.
on were not Invited, friend Peter.”
‘If I don’t go, Robert don’t go," re-
» ed Peter. “Andt you don’t go.
rhaps I don’t kill you, but If there
V shooting you don’t get away. Ja!"
^ Murray contemplated this speech.
“I'our proposition then," he said, "Is
that you Insist upon sharing my
aepbew’s Mw career or else will‘en
deavor to secure the deaths of all of
s, gg. Including his and your own?”
ff “Ja!” answered Peter.
“You may come,” decided my great-
X.mde. “Tour muscles should prove
^YiBifti^iH fancy we shall require
I Iriplai Donds on this prisoner."
' J “Aye. aye. sir,” assented Sliver,
f ?We ha’ plenty o’ stout manlla. One
i o’ you lads run back and get those
cdlls 1 left by the stove. That’s the
proper spirit. Darby. Always willing
i- Toil'll make a rare hand, yon will.
And bow about makln’ fast that gen
tleman as is goln’ to stay behind, cap
tain?’’
Murray looked at my father, and
.Ironi him to me. ^
,  “Have you rjiconclled yourselves to
whut I may Justly style the Inevl-
*able?" he inquired suavely.
a» tly father collapsed into bis chair
^•rlth a groan.
i “It you will not suffer the boy to
be hurt!" he exclaimed.
'-J “ify aord of honoj to that,” re
turned my great-uncle very seriously.
^ “His comfort and safety rank ahead
Pf niy own, Ormerod, for I anticipate
. Mat be Is to achieve all those trl-
.^%mphs which fate (fenled me. ’Tls
f b'he I hope ito sample them briefly,
V, ’ but—" and for the flrst time a shadow
{ glouded his face—“1 am, as you
I doubtless know. In my sixty-fourth
f year, and a fickle Providence, regard-
'"*,lng the divinity of which I am In
clined to share the skepticism of the
„ f^rencb philosophers. Is scarce likely
to'lndulge me In a very prolonged'ex-
^ tension of life’s span. Nor Indeed
, would I have It otherwise. I feel no
Inclination for the senility of extreme
,fage. Do you submit?”
\ My father bent his head.
^ “Yes—for his sake—you! Robert,
* go vidlence. We are In a 6oll we can
not escape for the present; but rest
I assured I will do everything I can to
I secure your release."
My great-uncle motloneij Silver for-
> ward.
“Make Master Ormerod as comfort-
i' able as possible, John,” he Instructed.
“Tes, tie him In hls chair. Ormerod,
; , ars-ept my advice, and leave well
enough alone. Within a year, possi
bly—two, at most—the boy will be
safe and advanced In fortune beyond
)onr wildest dreams.”
“Let me have him back as he Is—
Us all I ask,” groaned my father.
Murray took snuff. ,
“A highly correct attitude, sir,” he
remarked. “Have you more to say?
Very well. John; you may affix the
gag. No, not that gunnysacking. Here
is a silken kerchief will do. And now,
friend Peter, we turn to you—and
yso. Nephew Robert I would these
precautions were unnecessary. Let us
trust your Inclinations will become
aore friendly toward me upon closer
s^oaintance."
^ chapter IV
1
An Inkling of the Plot
My poor father’s fkce, with the tears
Standing In his eyes. wM the last ob-
Ject I MW In t^ wan light of the
gettsrlng caodles. The next moment
ay captors logged ms Into the. dark-
MMi sf tbs gardSB and puabsd ms
upon a hand-cart such as was used to
fetch up the frailer kinds of mveban-
dlse from the docks. Peter’s Immense
body already occupied most of the
cart’s cramped space, and I was
squeezed precariously between him
and the near side, the which Silver
perceiving he prodded Peter Into a
more restricted compass and then
spread a tarpaulin over both of us.
“Proceed, John,” ordered my great-
uncle’s voice. “You reiiiember _ the
way? The Green Inne.^'tls called.
Four men should be sufficient to ac
company you. I will go on by another
street with the rest of onr part.v.”
“Don’t ye worry yourself, captain,”
returned Silver.
Footsteps thudded away on the
gravel, and I heard the scratching
of the one-legged man’s crutch as he
stumped in front of us and the cart
Jolted forward. We emerged Into the
Green lane, heading toward the East
river, and a thrill tickled my spine
as I heard the chanting tones of old
Dlggory Leigh, our ward watchman.
“Ten o’clock of a clear, dark night,
and .the wind In the nor’west. And
all’s well!”
“Easy, all!” whispered Silver’s
voice. “Push on, ye swabs; push on ’
But hold your gab. I’ll do the talk
ing."
The stool plece^ on the butt of hls
crutch tinkled on the cobbles as he
stumped ahead of the cart.
“Ho there, shipmate,” he hailed
cordially. “And does you do this the
whole, livelong night?"
Diggory’s lanthorn-stave Jingled on
the ground.
“1 do.” he returned In pompous
tones. “What keeps you abroad so
late? Y’are seafaring men. I Judge."
“Now I calls that clever," protested
Sliver ’with unconcealed admiration.
“You sees ns In the dark, and straight
off you says, ‘seafaring men.’ I can
see you’re a vigilant watchman, ship
mate. I’d hate to -^be a' neefarlous
fellow In your town. Blow my scuttle
butt, I would!"
Diggory’s appreciation of this trib
ute was mirrored In hls voice.
“ ’Tls essential that our cltizenii be
protected,” he answered. "Yet there
are those who have accused me of
sleeping on watch.’,’
“Skulkers, they be—low-lived akulltf
era as ever was,” Silver assured him.
“I know how you feel. Here we’ve
been a-workln’ since sunup, a-shlftln’
cargo and stowin’ 1| aboard, and I’ll
lay you a piece of eight'the captain’
never so much as.sarves out a extry
noggin o’ rum." , ’
Diggory’s stave Jingled again as ne
sloped It over his shoulder.
“The wisest men are not always
those In authority, frlettd,’’^,he .said-
“Ye might think, from the way some'
of the corporation talk, 'twas they bar
the -night-walkers and wastrels from
the city’s streets! Bah!”
And his wailing voice receded Into
Pe^rl street.
“What are you night-walkers and
wastrels a-snlggerln’ about?” demand
ed Silver of his following. “George
Merry, I'll lay Into you with my
crutch. Put some/heft behind this
here blessed cart. Ain’t ye ashamed
o’ yourselves, a-Iaughln’ at a brave,
hard-workin' watchman as keeps wick
ed pirates from liftin’ your goods?”
A few hundred fe^t farther on we
rattled off the cobbles onto the
planked surface of a wharf.
“That you, John?" growled a voice.
"Aye, aye, Bill. Where’s the cap
tain?"
“Gone off In the Jollyboat. That !,ere
Spanish Irisber Is a-waRln’ lilm
aboard."
Silver pulled the tarpaulin from
over our heads.
“Here, George Merry, can’t you and
your mates handle the big fellow?
Two to hls head and two to Ills feet—
and drop him easy or he’ll' stove In
the boat. Now, my gentleman—”
this to me—“we’ll pass you down, too.
You must pull a strong oar with the
captain for him to be so anxious to
get you offshore ^e and whole. It’ll
be place and rank for you, messmate,
or a chance to swim wl’ the sharks.
“Where’s the red-headed little Irish-
er. Bill?” • ,
“1 sent him off with the captain,”
replied Bones. “Down wl’ you, John.
We’ll cast off.”
From where I now lay, propped up
In the bow with my head resting on
Peter’s huge stomach, I could see the
wharf a few Jeet above and the vague
figures of the pirates and behind them
the shadowy outline of the ware
houses and an occasional dim light.
Silver lowered himself to a seat upon
the strlngplece of the wharf, dropped
the butt of his crutch to the forward
thwart, felt about with his one leg
and came to rest In front of Peter
and me. The crutch he allowed to
slip to the bottom of the boat, and in
Its place he took an oar. Bill Bones
found a seat in the stern sheets.
“All clear,” muttered Bill. “Glv.g
way.”
The oars fended off from the wharf,
and the boat crept out Into the stream,
where It felt the full strength of the
tide. Just beginning to turn. The bow
bounced up as the flrst wave hit it,
and Peter, beneath me, emitted a dis
mal groan through bis gag. Stiver,
bending dillgentlf to bis oar, looked
over his sboulder.
“Ton would come, messmate,” be
said. “’Tls obbody’a fault but your
owa” 
'Another groan from Peter, and he
lay still.
"Look sharp,’’ called Bones. “The
brig's just ahead.”
A riding il^t gleamed high above
os In tbe velvet gloom. 1 beard tbg
By
ARTHUR D. HOWDEN SMITH
C«nWtlrM>SlMAaSaM IHSmto
faint slap-slap-slap of water against
an anchored bull. ' \
As we rounded under hbr counter a
couple of ropes rattled down to us,
and I heard tbe .creaking of tackle and
hoist.
“Make fast the young 'un flrst,"^
rasped Bones.
“Aye, aye, Bill," answered Sliver,
and I became conscious that the one-
legged man and another were knotting
a loose rope beneath my arm-pits.
“All right, above there?" called Silver
presently.
The block began to whine. The
rope tautened; the unseen block
whined louder; and I rose involun
tarily from my position across Peter’s
belly. My feet were Jerked from a
thwart, and I kicked the air. The
grunts ot men hauling in unison float
ed from the brig’s deck, and as I rose
faster 1 commenced to swing like a
pendulum. Inside of a minute. I was
dangling over, the bulwarks^ feet kick.
Ing frantically for standing room. A
man caught me by one arm and drew
me Inboard, shouting the while to
"slacken away!” and so I came down
again with a bump that was like to
crack my knee-caps, deposited as so
much cargo upon the pitchy deck.
Dazed by treatment I had never
sustained before, I stood heedless as
the ropes were unfastened beneath
my arm-pits, my bonds slipped off and
the gag extracted from iny aching
Jaws. I was Just beginning to take
In the aspect of my surroundings
when Corlaer’s cask of a body topped
the bulwarks, swung with ludicrous
"Look Sharp,” Called Bones.
Brio’s Just Ahead."
"The
unconcern for ah Instant as I dare say
mine had done, and then lurched In
and crashed to the de)k. The Dutch
man was purple In the face, with
white spots/ dotting the congested area
of hls cheekSj and gasping for breath.
Hls stomach heaved tumultuously as
the gag wqs removed.
“What alls you, Peter?” I cried
“Der water,” he moaned. “It makes
me sick.”
And sick he was—violently.
* 1 heard ^nes continuing to shout
orders ; and there was a constant
bustle of men running back and
forth over the decks, a clattering of
ropes and shrieking of falls and
blocks. Fofard sounded an ordered
trampling of feet and a chorus of
rough voices bellowing the wild sea-
song .1 had heard In the Whale’s Head
tavern:
\ ' •
Fifteen men on the Dead Man’s Chest—
Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!
Drink and the devil had done for the
rest—
Yo-ho-ho, and a hottla of rum!
Corlaer, weak as a rag. sank in a
heap of buckskin In a dark corner by
the bulwarks.
"Ne^ neen,” he answered when I
wbuidnave helped him. “Not’lngs,
Bob. I get better by and by. Der salt
water—It Is always so with me.”
“I’ll get you some rum,” I said
firmly.
And, rising, I was on the point of
Seeking the nearest man to ask where
a drink might be obtained when foot
steps clicked on the deck bel^nd me..
“They are a dangerous company,”
said a voice with an unmistakable
brogue to It.
“What would you?” returned my
great-uncle. “We could not employ
his majesty’s people in such a busi
ness. And all»things considered, my
fellows can handle it far better and
more expeditiously.”
They passed through the rpys of
the lahthom which swung from the
malnyard. Aye, the first speaker was
Colonel ‘ O’Dotmell. The little Irish
maid I His daughter. My father bad
been right In hlq suspicions.
But what could be the tie of inter
est between a colonel In the army of
tbe king of Spain and an outlaw who
had defied the whole structure of civ
ilization? A Jacobite plot? It seemed
preposterous 1
“'Tls my daughter I was thinking
of,’’. , explained O’Donnell as they
reached the starboard gangway close
by where I stood over Peter’s pros
trate form. “A woman on a pirate
ship!”
"My dear sir. Rule Four ef the Code
ot Articles under which our cdkninaig
is governed—does It 8urpfl|(e you that
we have our own laws?—forbids the
taking and keeping of women as spoil
aboard our ships. We have had expe
rience In the past of the evils which
flow In the wake of a struggle for
women’s favors.” \
"Shall you not flout your own rule
If my daughter cromes aboard?"
pressed the Irishman.
' "She will not come as a prisoner,
but as a guest," returned Murray
blandly. "After all, colonel, the Royal
James is my ship—^and In that respect
differs from most outlaw craft which
are held by the entire crew as a com
munity. No, no; you need not con
cern yourself.”
/ "I like It not, I say!" persisted
O’Donnell. “Why did you bid me
bring ber? You were hot for her com
ing so soon aa you heard I had a
daughter."
“Would you have left her by her
lone In a strange country?" answered
my great-uncle Impatiently. “Tut,
man, be sensible. Who would suspect
a man who had hls daughter with
I him? Tls true this enterprise Is
fraught with danger, but no maid can
go through life without sniffing peril.
We will guard her as we shall ‘ the
treasure.”
“ril hold you to that," rapped
O’Donnell as he climbed over the bul
warks and felt for the ladder. “I am
not proud of myself when I think of
her Innocence. Holy saints, what a
coil! Well, well, no matter. I must
be going, for the night wanes.”
“Yes,” assented Murray. "And stir
yonr frigate's captain to a swift pas
sage.”
The Irishman nodded.
"If necessary we’ll pass by the Ha
vana. Luckily Pojto Bello Is the'4a-
tendente’s chief worry. You’ll hover,
then, off Mona passage?”
"Aye, from the south tip of His
paniola to the north of Porto Rico,
save It storms, when we’ll run for
shelter in the bay of Samana, where
the old buccaneers were wont to lie.
Diego can find us. He. has done it
before. Just give him ample time.”
“So soon as the Santlsslma Trinidad
has her orders Dlegb shall know.”
He started to descend and then
climbed back. * '
"She has heavy metal, Murray. Are
you certain—"
My great-uncle laughed.
“Be at ease upon that point, cheva-
liet. We could take two Spaniat-ds of
the Santlsslma TYlnldad’s metal. I
fear I must bid you good evening,
though. Hark!’’ ^
The bell of the Spanish frigate rang
out eight times.
“Midnight!" exclaimed O’Donnell.
“Can you be gone by dawn?”
My dear sir,” returned my uncle
lightly, “this brig will never be seen
again—anywhere—by anybody.”
O.’Donnell shivered
“Good night,” he said abruptly, and
his head vanished behind the bul
warks.
I beard the rattle of oars, a low
order in Spanish, the steady splash
and spatter of rowers as the boat
poUied away. My grea^-uncle watched
It for a moment, then turned toward
where I stood. *
Well, Nephew Robert, what did you
make of us?” he Inquired.
I contrl^ved to keep my voice level,
for I would not give him the ga^lsfac-
tlon of supposing he had startled me.
That you are engaged In,,deeper
villainy even than m# father feared”
“You have a narrow-minded view of
life,” he remarked. “Hp^rever, 'tls a
defect can be remedied by experience.
By the way, do not Jump to conclu-
»slon8 from what you overheard. You
shall have the whole tale anon, but
until you possess a more Intimate
knowledge of the situation you are
better off In Ignorance.”
“To me you are a singularly bloody
pirate, and that Is all.”
“The Injustice of jrouth!” he com
mented evenly. “I was the uncle and
tender guardian of the mother you
never knew, Robert.”
“I share my Yather’s feelings upon I
that polnL"- I crle^ and raised my
h^d in a threatening gesture.
He did not stir.
"Your conversion will be quite as
difficult as I had foreseen,” he said.
“No, yon would galq naught by strik
ing me. Impartially t may recommend
yon to adopt an attitude which will
secure yoa the maximum of liberty
and opportunity. Of what avail for
you to force yourself Into confine
ment?”
“Sir,’-’ I returned, "be convinced of
this:'The day you attack a. defense
less ship I will slay as many of you
as I can and contentedly die.” ,
It has a sound of theatricallsm
but I meant It at the time:
' "I purpose nothing of that sort for
yon,” answered my great-uncle. “And
while I am tempted to argue yon out
of a 'position founded upon a false
ethical basis, I shall content myself
with the observation that you would
do well to hold your temper in leash
until you find a need for Its emplojy
menL”
He glanced overside.
'“I see we are under way. I maA
ask yon to excuse me for the present,
Robert. I am constrained to serve au
pilot.”
He raised hla little silver whistle,
and its shrill call fetched several of
the crew aft
“Aye, aye, captain.” It was Bones.
"What’s your wish, sir?”
"Have this poor fellow”—Murray
gestured toward Corlaer’s recumbent
form—“carried to one of tbe state
rooms. Use him gently. Bid the Irish
boy—what’s his name? Oh, Darby!—
bid Darby tend him and fetch him
what he requires.
“This gentleman, here”—he Indicat
ed nre—“is my; great-nephew. Master
Bones. It may be he ^111 succeed me
In command of the Royal James some
day, although he Is not with ns of
hls own wish as yet. He Is to have
complete freedom except he undertake
to achieve aught to our disadvantage.
Pass the word to me men. If you
please."
“That’s a queei^lay,” growled Bones.
“Is he friend or enemy, captain?”
“An Intelligent question,” replied
my great-uncle. “We may call him an
enemy who is to be treated as nearly
as possible as a friend.”
“Blasted if I see any sense In It,”
affirmed Bones. "But whatever you
says, captain.”
“Exactly,” said my great-uncle.
“Stir your 8tumps,*ye lousy swabs,”
roared Bones to hls men. “Hitch on
to this here land-whale. my
lights and gizzard If I ever see such
a monstrous heap o’ human flesh!
We’d ought to take him to the South
seas and sell him to the canneybals.
That’s all he’s good for. Come on,
young gentleman, you may be the cap
tain’s nevvy or by-blow or whatever
'twas he called ye, but everybody
works on this ship. Lend a hand.”
I obeyed him in silence, while he
and the others cursed , and blasphemed
with a fluency defying description.
What a company I Except in Mur
ray’s presence they owned no disci
pline, accepted no restraint. Palpa
bly'they hated as ^ell as feared him,
and I found myself wondering ho^
secure a hold he had upon their
passions. Let them once cast off
the spell of hls magnetism and su
perior wickedness, and they would be
come so many irresponsible agents
of lust and destruction.
I shuddered and was glad of the
hooded cabln-lanip as we stowed
Peter’s limp body i Into the constricted
space of a bunk; gladder still when
they tramped away and left‘‘me alone
with the Dutchman.
Through a porthole the lights of
New York winked farewell to me.
I was as frightened as a child by
himself for the flrst time In the dark.
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(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Really Call
Inn Ancient Building
We had paddled through Ghent’s
complex waterways and were wonder
ing where we could leave our canoe In
safety, when some racing shells shot
past, a boathouse pennant‘^ fliittel’ed,
and a cheeqy voice Invited us to util
ize the Royal Club Nautlque for as
long as we wished. So we stored onr
canoe In the. club’s "garage,” then
drove throngh the town to a quaint
inn whose leaded panes looked out
upon a row of shops built l^o the
outer walls of. a great Gothlc^hurch,
Melville Chater writes In the National
Geographic Magazine. ^
The sight of people flocking to serv^
Ice, while others sipped drinks, got
shaved or bought curios, all under the
eaves of a sacred edifice, hinted that
we were In an ancient (quarter of the
town.
'Ts this an old inn?” we Inquired of
our Flemish host. He was a slngn-
Some Family
Baddy went to a dog show and came
home all excited. Breeds meant noth
ing to him and blue ribbons lM8, 'but
tbe puppies delighted him beyond
measure.
“Oh, umtherl" he exclaim 'd "I mw
five pnp^es with their mother. Two of
them were brotben and the other three
war* twins.”
larly literal man. He replied gravely:
“Not so very. Probably when built
In the Thirteenth century It was some
wealthy man’s home. In the Sixteenth
century, about the time Albrecht Dur-
er ^topped here. It was the house of
the Grocers’ guild. Later It was pri
vately owned for a couple or more
centuries. No,''as an Inn I wouldn’t
calj It particularly old.”
After that we reverentially used the
doormat, and refrained from striking
matches on the woodwork. 
Be$t Baaie for Lope
The more wheels there are in a
watch, the more troul.e they are to
take care of. The movements of ex
altation which belong to genius are
egotistic by their very nature. A
calm, clear mind, not subject to
spasms and crises^, which are so often
met wltli In creath e or intensely per
ceptive natures, is tbe best basis for
love or ‘^andshlp. Observe, I am
talking about minds. I won’t say the
more intellect, the less capacity for
loving; for that would do wrong to
the understanding and reason; 6^ on
the other hand, that the brain often
ru^ away with the heart’s beat blood
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