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. This is the case with
sailors who operate the powerful
searchlights that are now so necessary
a n adjunct to the war vessels and com
mercial craft, especially if their eyes
happen to be blue or gray. But recent
ly it has been demonstrated that yel
low-colored glasses will serve their
(purpose better, and it is expected that
they will be used hereafter.
Eflticn I lon In Mexico.
There are in Mexico 11,512 school*:.
Of these 5.552 are sustained by the
j state. 3,212 by cieies and 2.442 are pri
l vate schools. Of the total, 6,027 are for
i males, 3,104 are for females and 2,331
[ are mixed. The actual attendance at
these schools is 400,746, and the amount
i appropriated for the support of public
schools is nearly $5,500,000.
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