6 THE MAN IN THE CAB. arid snug tn the sleeping car Are father and mother and dreaming child. The night, outside, shows never a star. For the storm is thick and the wind Is wild. The frenzied train In Its all-night race Holds many a soul In Its fragile walls. While up In his cab. with a smoked-stained face, Is the man in the greasy overalls. Through the fire-box door the heat glows white, The steam Is hissing at all the cocks; The pistons dance and the drive-wheels smite The trembling rails till the whole earth rocks, s>ut never a searching eye could tra , ce— Though the night is black and the speed appals— A line of fear in the smoke-stained face Of the man in the greasy overalls. No halting, wavering coward he, As he lashes his engine around the curve, IBut a peace-encompassed Grant or Eee, With a heart of oak and an Iron nerve. And so I ask that you make a place In the Temple to Heroes' sacred halls Where I may hang the smoke-stained faced Of the man In the greasy overalls. —Nixon Waterman, in L. A. W. Bulletin. ISobert Touis sTmnson > aM —-v. I'ART IV. CHAPTER XIX. NARRATIVE RESUMED RY JIM HAW KINS THE GARRISON AT THE 6TOCKADE. As soon as Ben Gunn saw the colors he came to a halt, stopped me by the arm, and sat down. "Now," said he, "there's your friends, cure enough." "Far more likely it's the mutineers," I answered. "That!" he cried. "Why, in a place like this, where nobody puts in but gen'lemen of fortune, Silver would fly the Jolly Roger, you don't make no doubt of that. No; that's your friends. There's been blows, too, and I reckon your friends has had the best of it.; and here they are ashore in the old stockade, as was made years and years ago by Flint. Ah, he was the man to have a headpiece, was Flint! Barring rum, his match was never Been. He were afraid of none; not he; ou'y Silver —Silver was that genteel." "Well," said I, "that may be so, and so be it; all the more reason that I should hurry on and join my friends." "Nay, mate," returned Ben, "not you. You're a good boy, or I'm mistook; but you're on'y a boy, all told. Now, Ben Gunn is fly. Rum wouldn't bring me there, where you're going—not rum wouldn't, till I see your born gen'leruan, and gets it on his word of honor. And you won't forget my words: 'A precious sight' (that's what you'll Raj 1 ), 'a precious sight more con fidence'—and then nips him." And he pinched rne the third time with the same air of cleverness. "And when Ben. Gunn is wanted, you know where to find him, Jim. Just where you found him to-day. And him that comes is to have a white thing in his hand; and he's to come alone. Oh! and you'll say this: 'Ren Gunn,' says you, 'lias reasons of his own.' " "Well," said I, "I believe I under stand. You have something to pro pose, and you wish to see the squire or the doctor; and you're to be found where I found you. Is that all?" "And when? says you," he added. "Why, from about noon observation to about six bells." "Good," says I, "and now may I go?" "You won't forget?" he inquired anxiously. "Precious sight, and reasons of his own, says you. Reasons of his own; that's the mainstay; as between man and man. Well, then"—still hold ingmm"l—"I reckon you can go, Jim. And Jim, if you was to see Silver, you wouldn't go for to sell Ren Gunn? Wild horses wouldn't draw it from you? 3\'o, says you. And if them pirates came ashore, Jim, what would you say but there'd be widders in the morn ing?" Here he was interrupted by aloud re port, and a cannonball came tearing through the trees and pitched in the sand, not 100 yards from where we two were talking. The next moment each of us had taken to bis heels in a differ ent direction. For a good hour to come frequent Teports shook the island, and balls kept crashing through the woods. I moved from hiding-place to hiding-place, al ways pursued, or so it seemed tome, by these terrifying missiles. Rut toward the end of the b unbardment, though k till I durst not venture in the direction of the stockade where the balls fell oftenest, I had begun, in a manner, to pluck up my heart again; and after a long detour to the east, crept down among the shore-side trees. The sun had just set, the sea breeze •was rustling and tumbling in the woods, and ruffling the gray surface of the anchorage; the tide, too, was far out, and great tracks of sand lay un covered; the air, after the heat of the day, chilled me through my jacket. The "Hispaniola" still lay where she had anchored; but, sure enough, there was the Jolly Roger the black flag of piracy— flying from her peak. Even as I looked there came another red flash and another report, that sent the echoes clattering, and one more round shot whistled through the air. It was the last of the cannonade. I lay for some time, watching the bustle which succeeded the attack. Men were demolishing something with axes on the beach near the stockade; the poor jolly-boat, I afterward dis covered. Away, near the mouth of the river, a great fire was glowing nmong the trees, and between that point and the sliip one of the gigs kept coming mid going, the men, whom I had seen so gloomy, shouting at the oars like children. But there was a sound in their voi' cs which suggested rum. At length I t'hougttit I might rerturn toward the stockade. I was pretty far down on the low, sandy spit that in closes the anchorage to the eas't, and is joined at half-water to Skeleton island; and now, as I rose to my feet, 1 saw, some distance further down the spit, and rising from among low bushes, an isolated rock pretty high, and peculiar ly white in color. It occurred to me that this might be the wihite rook of which Hen Ounn had spoken, and that some day or other a boat might be wanted, and I should know where to look for one. Then I skirted among the woods until I had regained the rear, or shoreward side, of the stockade, and was soon warmly welcomed by the faithful party. I had soon told my story, and began to look about me. The log-house was made of unsquared trunks of pine— roof, walls and floor. The latter stood in several places as much as a foot or a foot and a half above the surface of the sand. There was a porch at the door, and tinder this porch the little spring welled up into an artificial basin of a rather odd kind —no other than a great ship's kettle of iron, with the bottom knocked out, and sunk "to her bear ings," as the captain said, among the sand. Little had been left beside the frame work of the house; but in one corner there was a stone slab laid down by way of hearth, and an old rusty iron basket to contain the fire. The slopes of the knoll and all the inside of the stockade had been cleared of timber 1o build the house, and we could see by the stumps what a fine and lofty grove had been destroyed. Most of the soil had been washed away or buried in drift after the re moval of the trees; only where the streamlet ran down from the kettle a thick bed of moss and some ferns and little creeping bushes were still green among the sand. Very close around the stockade—too close for defense, they said—the wood still flourished high and dense, all of fir on the land side, but toward the sea with a large admixture of live oaks. The cold evening breeze, of which I have spoken, whistled through every chink of the rude building, and sprinkled the floor with a continual rain of fine sand. There was sand in our eyes, sand in our teeth, sand in our suppers, sand dancing in the spring at the bottom of the kettle, for all the world like porridge beginning to boil. Our chimney was a square hole in the roi 112; it was but a little part of the smoke that found its way out, and the rest eddied about the house, and kept us coughing and piping the eye. Acd to this that Gray, the new man, hail his face tied up in a bandage for a cut he had got in breaking away from the mutinsers; and that poor old Tom Redruth, still unburied, lay along the wall, stiff and stark, under the Union , Jack. If we had been allowed to sit. idle, we should all have fallen in the blues, but Capt. Smollett was never the man for that. All hands were called up be fore him, and he divided us into watches. The doctor, and Gray, and I, for one; the squire. Hunter, and Joyce upon the other. Tired as we all were, i two were sent out for firewood; two more were sent to dig a grave for Red ruth; the doctor was named cook; I was put sentrv at the door; and the captain himself went from one to an other, keeping up our spirits and lend ing a hand wherever it was wanted. From time to time the doctor came to the door for a little air and to rest his eyes, which were almost smoked out of his head; and whenever he did so, he had a word forme. "That man Smollett," he said once, "is a better man than I am. And when I say that it means a deal, Jim." Another time he came and was silent for awhile. Then he put his head on one side, and looked at me. "Is this Ben Gunn a man ?" he asked. "I do not know, sir," said I."I am not very sure whether he's sane." "If there's any doubt about the mat ter, he is," returned the doctor. "A man who has been three years biting his nails on a desert island, Jim, can't ex pect to appear as sane as you or me. It doesn't lie in human nature. Was it cheese you said he had a fancy for?" "Yes, sir, cheese," I answered. "Well, Jim," says he, "just see the good that comes of being dainty in your food, you've seen my snuff-box, haven't you? And you never saw me take snuff; the reason being that in my snuff-box I carry a piece of Parme san cheese —a cheese made in Italy, very nutritious. Well, that's for Ben Gunn!" Before supper was eaten we buried old Tom in the sand, and stood round him for awhile bareheaded in the breeze. A good deal of firewood had been got in, but not enough for the cap tain's fancy, and he shook his head over it, and told us we "must get back to this to-morrow rather livelier." Then, when we had eaten our pork, and each had a good stiff glass of brandy grog, the three chiefs got together in a corner to discuss our prospects. It appears they were at their wits' end what to do, the stores being so low that we must have been starved into surrender long before help came. But our best hope, it was decided, was to kill off the buccaneers until they either hauled down their flag or ran away with the "Hispaniola." From nineteen they were already reduced to fifteen, two others were wounded, and one, at least—the man shot beside the gun— severely wounded, if he were not dead. Every time we had a crack at th».m we were to take it, saving our own lives with the extremest care. And besides that we had two able allies, rum and the climate. As for the first, though we wereabout half a mile away, we could hoar them roaring and singing late into the night; and as for the second, the doctor staked his wig that., camped where they were in the marsh, and unprovided with rem edies, the half of them would be on their backs before a week. CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, rHURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 8, 1898. "So," he added, "if we are not all shot down first they'll be glad to be pack ing in the schooner. It's always a ship, and they can get to buccaneering again, I suppose." "First ship that I ever lost," saidCapt. Smollett. I was dead tired, as you may fancy; and when I got to sleep, which was not til after a great deal of tossing, I slept like a log of wood. The rest had long been up, and had already breakfasteu and increased the pile of firewood by wbout half as much again, when I was awakened by a bustle and tliu sound of voices. "Flag of truce!" I heard some one say: and then immediately after, with a cry of surprise: "Silver himself!" And at that I jumped up, and, rub bing my eyes, ran to a l.iopliole in the wall. CHAPTER XX. SILVER'S EMBASSY. Sure enough, there were two men just outside the stockade, on# of them waving a white cloth; the oth<», noless a person than Silver himself, ».ianding placidly by. It was still quite early and tJje cold est morning that I think I ever was abroad in; a chill that pierced into the marrow. The sky was brigiit andftloud less overhead, and the tops of the trees shone rosily in the sun. Hut whefw Sil ver stood with his lieutenant all was still in shadow, and they waded knee deep in a low white vapor, that had crawled during the night out of the morass. The chill and vapor taken to gether told a poor tale of the island. It was plainly a damp, feverish,unhealthy spot. "Keep indoors, men," said the cap tain. "Ten to one this is a trick." Then he hailed the buccaneer. "Who goes? Stand or we fire." "Flag of truce," cried Silver. The captain was in the porch, keep ing himself carefully out of the way of a treacherous shot should any be in tended. He turned and spoke to us. "Doctor's watch on the lookout. Dr. Livesey, take the north side, if you please; Jim, the east, Gray the west. The watch below, all hands to load mus kets. Lively, men, and careful." And then he turned again to the mu tineers. "And what do you want with your flag of truce?" he cried. This time it was the other man who replied. "Cap'n Silver, sir, to come on board and make terms," he shouted. "Cap'n Silver! Don't know him. Who's he?" cried the captain. And we could hear him adding to himself: "Cap'n, is it? My heart, and here's promotion!" Long John answered for himself. "Me, sir. These poor lads have chosen me cap'n, after your desertion, JfPIS# wjpfc 1 ••When Ben Quvn la wanted you know wher, to and him. Jim." sir" —laying particular stress upon the word "desertion." "We're willing to submit, if we can come to terms, and no bones about it. All I ask is your word, Cap'n Smollett, to let me safe and sound out of this here stockade, and one minute to get out o' shot before a gun is fired!" "My man," said Capt. Smollett, "I have not the slightest desire to talk to you. If you wish to talk to me, you can come, that's all. If there's any treach ery, it'll be on your side, and the Lord help you." "That's enough, cap'n," shouted Long John, cheerily. "A word from you's enough. I know a gentleman, and you may lay to that." We cotrid see the man who carried the flag of truce attempting to hold Sil ver back, nor was that wonderful, see ing how cavalier had been the cap tain's answer. But Silver laughed at him uloud, and slapped him on the back, as if the idea of alarm had been absurd. Then he advanced to the stockade, threw over his crutch, got a log up, and with great vigor and =U<ill, succeeded in surmounting the fence and dropping safely to the other side. I will confess that I was far too much taken up with what was going onto be of the slightest use as sentry; in deed, I had already deserted my eastern loophole and crept up behind the cap tain, who had now seated himself on the threshold, with his elbows on his knees, his head in his hands, and his eyes fixed on the water as it bubbled out of Phe old iron kettle in the sand, ne was whistling to himself: "Come, t,a«rees and Lads." Silver had terrible hard work get ting up the knoll. With the steepness of the incline, the thick tree stumps, and the soft sand, he and his crutch were as helpless as a ship in stays. But he stuck to it like a man in silence, and at last arrived before tlie captain, whom he saluted in the handsomest style. He was tricked out in his best; an im mense blue coat, thick with brass but tons, hung ns low as to his knees, and a fine laced hat was set on the back of his head. "Here you are, my man," said the captain, raising his head. "You had better sit down." | "You ain't a-going to let me inside, 1 cap'n. It's a main cold morning, to be 1 sure, sir, to sit outside upon the sand," "Why, Silver," Raid the captain, "if you had pleased to be an honest man you might have been fitting in your guile} - . It's your own doing. You're either my ship's cook—and then 3-011 were treated handsome—or Cap'n Sil ver, a common mutineer and pirate, und then you can go hang!" "Well, well, cap'n," returned the sea cook, sitting down as he was bidden on the sand, "you'll have to give me a hand up again, that's all. A sweet, pretty place you have of it here. Ah, there's Jim. The top of the morning to you, Jim. Doctor, here's my service. Why, there you all are together like a happy family, in a manner of speaking." "If you have anything to say, my man, better say it," said the captain. "Right you are, Cap'n Smollett," re plied Silver. "Uooty is dooty, to be sure. Well, now, you look here, that was a good lay of yours last night. I don't deny it was a good lay. Some of you pretty bandy with a hand-spike end. And I'll not deny either, but what some of my people was shook —maybe all was shook; maybe I was shook my self; maybe that's why I'm here for terms. Hut you mark me, cap'n, it won't do twice, by thunder! We'll have to do sentry go, and ease off a point or so 011 the rutu. Maybe you think we were all a sheet in the wind's eye. But I'll tell you I was sober; I was on'y dog tired; and if I'd awoke a second sooner I'd a caught you at the act, I would, lie wasn't dead when I got round to him, not he." "Well?" says Capt. Smollett, as cool as can be. All that Silver said was a riddle to him, but you would never have guessed it from his tone. As for me, I began to have an inkling. Hen Ounn's last words came back to my mind. I began tc suppose that he had paid the buccan eers a visit while they all lay drunk together around their fire, and I reck oned up with glee that we had onl/ J4 enemies to deal with. [TO BE CONTINUED.] ALMOST SECOND NATURE. Cyellfita I nconncloiinly Follo*v It u1«-m of tlie llond Wlicb WalLiiitf. You can tell a bicycle aider by his walk. Not because of a peculiarity of gait, but for the reason that he uncon sciously follows the. rules o{ the road that he has learned while riding a bi cycle. On the sidewalks of ths crowded streets of New York and Brooklyn a gentleman whose asquaintance among bicycle riders is quite extensive has, as a matter of curiosity, watched his cycling friends walking to and from business. Almost without exception t'liey pass to the right when meeting other pedestrians, and to the left when passing them from behind. When turning a corner the pedestrian who has learned to cycle hugs the vsruil closely if going to the right, and is almost sure to make a long turn if bound to the left. If all pedestrians would observe the rules of the ros"d on the sidewalks as well as the experienced cyclists observe them on the highways there would be fewer Wm-< trampled upon and fewer persons nudged in the ribs by protrud ing and sharp elbows. There is nothing more annoying to the participants and nothing more laughable to the spectator than to see two persons dancing up and down and taking a series of side steps because both started to pass each other in the wrong direction. The bicycle is unronseiously teaching people how best to keep out of each other's way. Anyone who does not think the result is sure to be beneficial 'ought to attempt to stem a crowd coming from a theater or crossing the bridge at ru«h hours. There will be no polish left on the rash individual's shoes, there will be .mud stains on his garments, and a feeling of deep, bit ter resentment against all mankind in hi-s bosom.—N. Y. Journal. A Royal Wardrobe. The Dauphine was allowed a sum of 120,000 livres for her dress alone; but she never interfered in any way, and everything was decided, without con sulting her, by the dame d'atour, who ordered what was necessary according to her own appreciation and settled the hills of the tradesmen. At the end of the year she presented incomprehensi ble accounts, which the Dauphine was required to approve, witii the result that her expenses greatly exceeded the allotted sum, through no fault of hers. Mercy was called to the rescue and dis covered the most absurd extravagance. For instance, three ells of r?bbon. to tie the powdering gown of the Dauphine, were put down daily; also several ells cf silk (daily) to cover the basket in which her gloves and fan were depos ited, with many other items of the snmc kind, noted by Mercy in solemn reprobation. With all this waste, the arrangements about her were strangely deficient in comfort. —Anna L. Bieknell, In Century. AVlien Untha Were Xoveltle*. Although in classic times the bath seenvs to have been one of the. chief features of life, yet in the medieval days —so h'ad things changed—a lady's toilet, if not by any means a thing of brief or slight matter, had very little to do with the bath. When her hair was pomaded and braided with jewels and her headdress, her gowns and gear were arranged, the thing was done. Nor was there much batiling done in the days of rouge and patches. Even h\ss than 100 years ago the habit of frequently bathing the entire person was called by good, old careful housewives a "nasty French fashion."—Leisure Hours. Worm- nml of It. Justice—Why did you knock this man down? Did lie say you were a liar? Prisoner—Worse'n that, sali; he proved it.—Tit-Bits. Iti'ttliiK Muck, al Her. t?he—You shouldn't wear made-up ties, they're not fashionable. He—Neither are made-up women. — Up-to-Dute. SOLDIER OF FORTUNE. Macias Was Rai3ed from the Ranks by Queen Isabella. Puerto Hleo'n Cap twin Wm 1111 morlllll aeil l»y OlTenlmeh, the Fiiuioum Coin power of Comic OperuN. The Puerto Rico campaign ha« brought to the surface of Spanish pol itics two men who have long been known to possess extraordinary pres tige, influence and power in the roy alist party in Spanish politics. These two are ('apt. lien. Macias, in com mand of Puerto liico, and the political governor. Gen. Munoz. Away back i ntlie fifties a young sol dier of remarkable physical pulchri tude enlisted in one of Spain's I'asqup regiments. Six feet in stature, with fine dark eyes, he was the perfection of a good looking youth whose mental endowment was not equal to his per sonal attractions. As lie was trained in military exercises, well set up by his drill, he soon became the talk of the reminine part of Madrid —that is, of the middle and lower class women in domestic service, who are walking in dexes of tlie talk and gossip of their mistresses. The queen, Isabella Segundo ot Spain, was a good deal like her aute type Catharine of liussia, in at least one respect—"she liked a fine figure of a man." One day it happened that the young Basque recruit was among the detail drawn for guard duty at the palace. The queen saw him. She dis tinguished him by speaking to him. The honor so disconcerted the Basque recruit that he forgot to present arms at the proper time, and was conse quently told off for heavy punishment drill. But it never came. Two weeks thereafter, says the Washington correspondent of the St. Louis Globe-Democrat, the recruit, whose name was Francisco Caesar Santa Ana Macias, "because of ex traordinary capacity"—so read the royal rescript—was gazetted to be lieutenant in the Cazadores Ituyal de tWMmP DON MAN't'KL MACIAS. (Spanish Governor and Captain General of Puerto Rico.) Biscaya, one of the oldest regiments and most honorable in the service of Spain. "Who the devil is this fellow Macias?" swore Capt. Gen. t'onpha, the honorary colonel of the Cazadores de Biscaya, "and who recommended him for pro motion?" The old courtier to whom this was addressed did not answer. He looked his friend in the eyas and slow ly winked. There was more eloquence in the sign than in a dozen orations by Emilio Castellar. In six months Macias was a full colonel. "His merit was extraordi nary," her majesty explained to Con cha. Macias made no enemies. He studied to improve himself. He had masters in all branches of culture und became one of the first scholars in the army and the first swordsman of Mad rid. He went up, step by step, until he was captain general of Madrid, the youngest to hold the honor. The story infiltrated itself through the society of all tiie European courts. Offenbach, the composer, heard it. It delighted his cynical soul. He has em balmed Macias for immortality asGen. Bourn, in "La Grande Duchesse de Geraistein." The grand duchesse pro motes Boum in 15 minutes from private soldier to general. This opera made Offenbach's fortune. All Europe rec ognized the characters as being very historical indeed. Capt. Gen. Macias has the chief mili tary command in Puerto Kico. He has been a good executive officer for a man of the Spanish court. His rule is charged with no scandals. Capt. Gen. Concha returned from Cuba after four years of rule with 20,000,000 Spanish pesetas. Munoz, the governor general, is the son of a great house. As he is illegiti mate, he does not bear his father's name. These are the two personages whom Gen. Miles had to fight when he conquered Puerto llico. Yellow-Colored Gl«»«efi. Hitherto workmen and others who had to bear very strong white light in their work or profession have been in tl.e habit of wearing blue glasses to re lieve their eyes from the possibility of being blinded. 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