6 THE COT TIER CHILD'S LULLABY. BrteM on the hearth are the flame-billows leaping, iMnd ami live do the live embers glow. Whit* the old Iron tea kettle, siiiKing and bopping, I* weaving a lullaby, soothing and low, "nii-t-ite whizz, ch! hush-a-by, baby, Vkir-r-zee whirr, oh, close your blue Tin old iron teakettle, singing and hop ping. ■Weaving the baby a lullaby. Clr«t by the cradle the mother is sitting, Sitting and knitting' the hours away, With her clumsy shoe on the wooden rocker, Wi/llc hor needles click to the sleepy lay C*. So there's my mind for you, my ino-j. on that." This little whiff of teni]>er seemed to coo"! Silver down, lie had been grow ing nettled before, but now he pulled himself together. '"like enough." said hp. "I would get a.® limits to what gentlemen might consider ship shape, or might not, as the case were. And. seein' as how you arc xtiout to take a pipe, eap'n, I'll make •o Tree as to do likewise." A.rd he filled a pipe and lighted it, enrl the two men sat silently smok ing Tor quite awhile, now looking each otlwr iri the face, now stopping their to lißitc, now leaning forward to spit. It wns as good as the play to see them. "Sow," resumed Silver, "here it is. Ton give us the chart to get the J 1 •* Mm'fu«e that and you bavo Been the last of me but rauaket balls," cried Silver. treasure by, and drop shooting poor •eustco and stoving in their heads while atileep. Vou do that, and we'll offer yon a choice. Either you come along aboard of us, once the treasure shipped, end then I'll give you my affydavy, Tjpoj! my word of honor, to clap you eomt-where's safe ashore. Or, if that em"} your fancy, some of my hands, be •ing rough, and having old saores on ac count of hazing, then you can stay here, you can. We'll divide stores'with you, man"for man, and I'll give you my affy du«-y. as before, to speak the first ship 2 Big-fet. and send 'em here to pick you tjp. Now, you'll own that's talking. Hantfsorner, you couldn't look to get, tu»t rou. And I hope.—" raising his voir* — "that all hands in this here blockhouse will overhaul my w*rds, for what is spoke to one is spoke to all." Copt. Smollett rose from his seat, and knotted out the ashes from his pipe in Ibr palui of his left hand. "1» that all?" he asked. "Every last word, by thunder!" an swered John, "llefuse that, and you've seen the last of me but musket-balls." I "Vftry well," said the captain. "Now ynalfi hear me. if you'll come up one by one, uuarmed, I'll engage to clap you all bs irons, and take you home to a fair irial in England. If you won't, tnj JE&me is Alexander Smollett, I've flows njy sovereign's colors, and I'll i«ee yen all to Davy Jones. Y'ou enn't find the 'treasure. You can't sail the «bip there's not a man among you fit to w»il the ship. You can't fight us— iflrajr, 'here, got away from five of you. Your ship's in irons, Master Silver: on a lee-shore, and so you'll find. I stand here and tell you so, and they're the last good words you'll get from me; 1 for, in the name of Heaven, I'll put a bullet in your back when next I meet [ you. Tramp, my lad. Bundle out of this, please, hand over hand, and double quick." Silver's face was a picture; his eyes started in his head with wrath. He • shook the fire out of his pipe. "Give me a hand up!" he cried. "Not I," returned the captain. "Who'll give me a baud up?" he roa red. Not a man among us moved. Growl i ing the foulest imprecations;he crawled along the sand till he got hold of the porch and could hoist himself again upon his crutch. Then he spat into the spring. "There!" he cried, "that's what 1 think of ye. Before an hour's out, I'll stove in your old block-house like a rum puncheon. Laugh, by thunder, laugh! I'efore an hour's out, ve'll laugh upon the other side. Them that die'll be the lucky ones." And with a dreadful oath he stumbled off. plowed down the sand, - was helped across the stockade, after four or five failures, by the man with the flag of truce, and disappeared in an instant afterward among the trees. CHAPTER XXI. THE ATTACK. As soon as Silver disappeared, the captain, who had been closely watch ing him, turned toward the interior of the house,and found not a man of us at his post but Gray, it was the first time we had ever seen him angry. "Quarters!" he roared. And then, as we all slunk back to our places, "Gray," he said, "I'll put your name in the log; you've stood by your duty like a sea man. Mr. Trelawney, I'm surprised at you, sir. Doctor, I thought you had worn the king's coat! If that was how you served at i'ontenoy, sir, you'd have been better in your berth." The doctor's watch were all back at their loop-holes, the rest were busy loading the spare muskets, and every one with a red face, you may be certain, and a flea in his ear, as the saying is-. The captain looked on for awhile in silence. Then he spoke. "My lads," he said, "I've given Silver a broadside. I pitched it in red hot on purpose; and before the hour's out, as he said, we shall be boarded. We're outnumbered, 1 needn't tell you that, but we fight in shelter; and, a minute ago, I should have said we fought with discipline. I've no manner of doubt that we can drub them, if you choose." Then he went the rounds, and saw, as lie said, that all was clear. Gil the two short sides of the house, east and west, there were only two loop-holes; on the south side where the porch was, two again; and on the north side, five. There was a round score of muskets for the seven of us; the firewood had been built into four piles—tables, you might say—one about the middle of each side, and on each of these tables some ammunition and four loaded muskets were laid ready to the hand of the defenders. In the middle, the cutlasses lay ranged. "Toss out the fire," said the captain; "the < hill is past, and we mustn't have smoke in our eyes." The iron lire basket was carried bodily out by Mr. Trelawney, and the embers smothered among sand. "Hawkins hasn't had his breakfast. Hawkins, help yourself, and back to your post to eat it," continued Capt. Smollett. "Lively, now, my lad; you'll want it before you've done. Hunter, serve out a round of brandy to all hands." And while this was going on the cap tain completed, in his own mind, the plan of the defense. "Doctor, you will take the door," he resumed. "See and don't expose your self; keep within, and fire through t.he porch. Hunter, take the east side, there. Joyce, you stand by the west, my man. Mr. Trelawney, you are the best shot —you and Gray take this long north side, with the five loop-holes; it's there the danger is. If thej- can get up to it, and fire in upon us through our own ports, things would begin to look dirty. Hawkins, neither you nor I are much account at the shooting; we'll stand by to load and bear a hand." As the captain had said, the chiil was past. As soon as the sun had climbed above our girdle of trees it fell with all its force upon the clear ing and drank up the vapors at a draught. Soon the sand was baking, and the resin melting in the logs of thu block-house. Jackets and coats were flung aside; shirts were thrown open at the neck and rolled up to the shoulders; and we stood there, each at his post, in a fever of heat and anxiety. An hour passed away. "Hang them!" said the captain. "This is as dull as the doldrums. Gray, whistle for a wind." And just at that moment same the first news of the attack. "If you please, sir," said Joyce, "if I see anyone, am I to tire?" "I told you so!" cried the captain. "Thank you, sir," returned Joyce, with the same quiet civility. Nothing followed for a time; but the remark had set us all on the alert, straining ears and eyes —the musket eers with their pieces balanced in then hands, the captain out in the middle of the block-house, with his mouth very tight and a frown on liis face. So some seconds passed, till sudden ly Joyce whipped up his musket and fired. The report had scarcely died away ere it was repeated and repeated from without in a scattering volley, shot behind shot, like a string of geese, from every side of the inelosure. Sev eral bullets struck the log house, but not one entered; and, as the smoke cleared away and vanished, the stock ade and the woods around it looked as quiet and empty as before. Not a bough waved, not the gleam of a mus ket barrel betrayed the presence of our foes. CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 15, 1898. "Did you hit your man?" asked the I captain. "No, sir," replied Joyce. "1 ibeHevw not, sir." "Next best thing to tell the truth," muttered Capt. Smollett. "Load his gun, Hawkins. How many should you say there were on your side, doctor?" "I know precisely," said Dr. Livesey. "Three shots were fired on tins side. I saw- the three flashes —two close to- | getlicr—one further to the west." "Three!" repeated the captain. "And how many on yours, Mr. Trelawney?" But this was not so easily answered. There had come many from th? north —seven, by the squire's computation; eight or nine, according to Gray. From the east and west only a single shot had been fired. It was plain, therefore, that the attack would be developed from the north, and that on the other three sides we were only to be an noyed by a show of hostilities, But Capt. Smollett made no change in his arrangements. If the mutineers suc ceeded in crossing the stockade, he ar gued, they would take possession of any unprotected loop hole anil shoot us down like rats in our stronghold. Nor had we much time left to us for thought. Suddenly, with a loud huzza, a little cloud of pirates leaped from the woods on the north side and ran 1 1 7\L? X If?? v He roared aloud, and his hanger went up over bia bead. straight on the stockade. At the same moment the fire was once more opened j from tha woods, sind e, j-ifle ball sung through the doorway and knocked the doctor's musket into bits. The boarders swarmed over the fence like monkeys. Squire and Gray fired again and yet again; three men fell, one forward into the inelosure, two back on tlieoutsiTle. I'ut of these, one was evidently more frightened than hurt, for he was on his feet again in a crack, and instantly disappeared among the trees. Two had bit the dust, one had fled, four had made good their footing in side our defenses; while from the shel ter of the woods seven or eight men, each evidently supplied with several muskets, kept up a hot though useless fire on the log house. The four who had boarded made straight before them for the building, shouting as they ran, and the men among the trees shouted back to en courage them. Several shots were tired, but such was the hurry of the marksmen that not one appeared to have taken effect. In a moment the four pirates had swarmed up the mound and were upon us. The head of Job Anderson, (Tie boat swain, appeared at the middle loop hole. "At 'em—all hands!" he roared, in a voice of thunder. At the same moment another pirate grasped Hunter's musket by the muz zle, wrenched it from his hands, plucked it through the loophole, and, with one stunning blow, laid the poor fellow senseless on the floor. Mean while a third, runcing unharmed all round the house, appeared suddenly in the doorway, and fell with his cutlass on the doctor. Our position was utterly reversed. A moment since we were firing, under cover, at an exposed enemy; now it was we who lay uncovered, and could not return a blow. The log house was full of smoke, to which we owed'our comparative safety. Cries and confusion, the flashes and reports of pistol shots and one loud groan rang in my ears. "Out, lads, out, and fight 'em in the open! Cutlasses!" cried the captain. I snatched a cutlass from the pile, and some one at the same time snatch- . ing another gave me a cut across the knuckles, which I hardly felt. I ■, dashed out or the door into the clear ] sunlight. Some one was close behind, : I know not who. Bight in front, the doctor was pursuing his assailant down ! the hill, and, just as my eyes fell upon Lim, beat down his guard and sent him sprawling on his back, with a great slash across his face. "Bound the house, lads! round the house!" cried the captain; and even in the hurly-burly I perceived a change in his voice. Mechanically I obeyed, turned east ward, and, with my cutlass raised, ran round' the corner of the house. Next moment I was face to face with Ander son. He roared aloud, and his hanger went up above his head, flashing in the sunlight. I had not time to be afraid, but, as the blow still hung impending, leaped iu a trice upon one side, and, J missing my foot in the soft sand, rolled headlong down the slope. When 1 had lirst sallied from the door I the other mutineers had been already swarming up the palisade to make an 1 end of tis. One man, in a red night cap, with his cutlass in his month, had even got upon the top audi thrown a leg across. Well, so short had been i the interval, that when I found my feet again all was in the same posture, the fellow with the red night-cap still half-way over another still just show- < ing his head above th* top of the stck- • I ade. And .vet, in this breath of lime, the fight was over, and the victory ours. Gray, following close behind me, had cut down the big boatswain ere he had time to recover from his lost blow Another had been shot at a loophole it, the very act of firing into the house, and now lay in agony, the pistol still : smoking in his hand. A third, as I had j seen, the doctor bad disposed of at a blow. Of the four who had scaled the palisade, one only remained unac counted for, and lie, having left his cut lass on the field, was now clambering out again with the fear of death upon him. "Tire—fire from the house!" cried the doctor. "Arid you, lads, back into cover." But his word's were unheeded, no shot was fired, and the last boarder made p-ooil his escape, and disappeared with the rest into the wood. In three seconds nothing remained of the at tacking party but the live who had fallen, four on the inside, and one on the outside, of the palisade. The doctor and Gray and- Iran full speed for shelter. The survivors would soon be back where they had left their muskets, and at any moment the fire might recommence. The house was by this time somewhat cleared of smoke, and we saw at a glance the price we had paid for victory. Hunter lay beside his loop-hole, stunned; Joyce by his. shot through the head, never to move again; While right in the center, the squire was supporting the captain, one as pale as the other. "The captain's wounded," said Mr. Trelawney. "Have they run?" asked Mr. Smollett. "All that could, you may be bound," returned the doctor; "but there's five of them will never run again." "Five!" cried the captain. "Come, that's better. Five against three leaves us four to nine. That's better odds than we had at starting. We were seven to nineteen then, or th >ught we j were, and that's as bad to bear."* •The mutineers were soon only eight in number, for the man shot by Mr. Trelawney on board the schooner died that same evening of his «--ound. But this was, of course, not known till after by the faithful party. [TO lIE CONTINUED. ] Redely for Winter. Teachers in the public schools of a large city hear many stories, some ol them amusing, some of them pathetic. A young woman who teaches in a kin dergarten in Boston, upon learning that one of her little pupils was sick, went to visit her. The teacher had been to Katie's home before, and so had no difficulty in finding the two little rooms at ihe top of a tenement house where Katie and her mother lived. The mother was absent, and Katie, well wrapped up, was sitting up in bed. After the usual inquiries and condo lences, the teacher noticed that the lit tle girl seemed to speak with some dif ficulty, and said; "Katie, I am going to examine your lungs." "Yes'm," responded the child, duti fully, and Miss C" began to loosen the child's waist. After removing it she found layer after layer of flannel, which she unfastened with some diffi culty. Satisfying herself that there was no danger of pneumonia, she began to replace the child's dress, when Kati« began to cry. i "My mother'll be awful mad at you when she gets home and tinds what you've done." "Why, Katie, what have I done?" "You've unfastened all my flannels, and ma had just got me sewed up for the winter!"— Youth's Companion. An Anecdote l»y Mark Trrnln. Years ago, as I have been told, a wid owed descendant of the Audubon fam ily, in desperate need, sold a perfect copy of Audubon's "Birds" to » com mercially minded scholar in America for SIOO. The book was worth SI,OOO in the market. The scholar complimented himself upon liis shrewd stroke of busi ness. That was not Hammond Trum bull's style. After the war a lady in the far south wrote him that among the wreckage of her better days she had a book which some had told lier was worth SIOO, and had advised her to offer it to him; she added that she was very poor, and that if he would buy it at that price, it would be a great favor to her. It was Eliot's Indian Bible. Trumbull answered that if it was a perfect copy it had an established market value, like a goid coin, and was worth $1,000; that if she would send it to liiin he would ex amine it.and if it proved to be perfect he would sell it to the British museum and forward the money to her. It did prove to be perfect, and she got her SI,OOO without delay, and intact.—Cen tury. The Tnble* Turned. On one occasion when a well-known wit was listening to the band on the pier at Brighton, some medical stu dents who happened to be there thought they would have a joke with him, and accordingly one of their number went up with outstretched hand and said: "Ah, good-morning, Mr. ! How do you do?" "I am quite well, thank you," replied he, "but I really have not had the honor of your acquaintance." "What," said the student, "you don't know me! Why, 1 met you at th'. Zoo." "Young man, accept my apologiesj but really I saw so many monkeys there that it is impossible for me to recognize them all again!"—Tit-Bits. Evcry*>'»«ly SatlxflaeJ. "Who's dead?" inquired a tnan of the sexton who was digging a grave. "Old Squire Bumblebee." "What complaint?" Sexton (without looking up)—No complaint. Everybody's satisfied.-- What, to Eat. tBM) SENSIBLE PERCHES. When Once Tried IlanKi"M> llonst* \\ ill Take the I'luce of tlie Old Ivinti H very tvhere. It is a continual source of surprise that tlie poultry fraternity so slowly adopts tlic method of hanging perches, shown in accompany ing drawing, Ihe old style of fastening perches to wall, tloor or dropping platform is a stand ing invitation to red mites, which usually occupy the perches entirely too much, at best. Veretaes, walls, platform, floor, ail are accessible to lice when perches are directly at tached or supported on trestles or timbers of any kind. Basing my asser tion on actual experience, 1 assert that It requires several times as much ef- M| 0 0 0 ♦ IN. ' % i * a =^4®. IMPROVED PERCHES. fort and labor to keep poultry houses clean and free from lice by the old method as by tiie new one here de scribed. It is possible that in extreme cases the lice may travel up and down the wires, but I do not know that it has been done. To prevent such contin gency, place a touch of tar on each wire, or occasionally rub same with oil or grease. A, A, perches; R. R, perch supports; C, C. C, C, notches in 15. Is, to hold perches. I>. 1), 1), I), wire hung from ceiling or side walls. Make perch poles shorter than the building is wide, and hang the sup ports so that neither perches nor cross pieces touch the building at any point. Use as many poles as desired. Make the supports of one by four-inch stuff, and long enough to accommodate your required number of poles. Cut notches in the supports one inch deep for the poles to rest in. Fasten a wire to each end of support and attach by staples to ceiling or side walls in such manner that the wires may be unhooked and removed for cleaning. llai.g the perches level. Occasionally rub them with kerosene oil and there will be few lice.-—Homer \Y. Jackson, in Agricul tural ICpitomist. REMOVING HONEY. Recent Invention Ha* !tlni!e the Once lircailril o|M'rat(oii ('oiupnrji tivuly I'leiiMiiut. Among the recent inventions in bee keeping there is nothing of more im portance than the little bee escape. It is a very simple arrangement, easily operated and does not cost much. It overcomes to a great extent the la borious work of brushing bees from sections or frames in removing either comb or extracted honey from the hive. The escape consists of a small tin box with two small springs which nearly come together at the point, Y-shape. The bees pass out between the springs at the point and cannot get back. To operate the escape, get a half-inch board the size of the top of the hive; cut a mortise in the cen ter a little longer than the escape and place the escape in the mortise. The board should have a small strip about one-fourth of an inch thick nailed areund both sides to form a bee space between the surplus case and also the brood chamber. In using the escape I always lift the Rurplus.casc and put an empty case in its place, then put the escape board between the two cases, putting the case of honey and bees on top of the empty case, and also the escape board. If the escape is put on the hive in the evening the bees will be nearly all down in the empty case by morning, 1 propose to put the escape on in the evening, so the bees will be ready to goto work in the morning. If honey is coming in in sufficient quantities the empty case should be filled with sec t'ons, so that the bees will lose no time; remove the case of honey in the morning, or as soon as the bees are nearly all out. If the season is over and the bees are not very active they will be slower ingoing out of the case. I like to get the honey off as soon as possible, so there will be no danger of robbing should there happen to be any way for bees to get in. It is a great satisfaction to be able to re move sections from the case without being bothered with a great lot of bees to brush off.—E. S. Mead, in Ohio Farmer. FACTS FOR FARMERS. Use plenty of lime about the stable. Nobody ever saw a successful farmer who had inferior stock. Try to hire brains when you hire a farmhand. Brains pay everywhere. Use light tools in working on the farm and always have them in good order. 151ue g"ass has strong roots, and hence will stand a good deal of dry weather. Cut the burd«.ek o,ff just below the crown and it will be the last of the bur dock. Parsnips are a good vegetable, al though some people do not seem to realize it. Cows are apt to shrink their milk for a time when changed from one food to another, although the latter food may be the best. Why, we do not know. —Western Flowman. SSOO Reward SSOO Reward Tbe above Reward will be paid far hfe* fcnnatioa that will lead to the trreat mmd eonvictlon of the party or pa tea « on the track of I tut iinponum k Rich Valley R R , aaa*. ihe east lice of Franklin HoafU.r'a ferae, ua the evening of NOT. 2 lit, 181)1. iiix&T ADC JU, 88- tf. /Veji dmaL. FINE LIQUOR SIORB —n*— EMPORIUM, PA. 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