6 RECOMPENSE. I wonder If for those who try, but fall, Bleep comes complete? For those who grope alone up life's hard trail Is rest more sweet? Through all of outward life we see and know That, soon or late. For every loss, some sturdy strength shall grow To compensate. Then, shall the spirit that has met defeat By fate's accord. For all the battles bravely met and fought. Have no reward? I wonder If for those who try, but fall, ]n life's sure plans, Some end of justice will, at last, prevail? I wonder If through all th' enshrouding veil, God understands? —Maude Meredith, In Midland Monthly. F~ +1 CoiTcu-o ICopyriKlit. HWi. by P. Appleloo & Co. All rights reserved.J SYNOPSIS. Master Ardick, just reached his majority end thrown upon his own resources, after stating his case to one Houthwick, a ship master, is shipped as second mate on the industry, bound for Havana. Mr. Tym, the supercargo, descries a sail. The strange vessel gives chase, but is disabled by the Industry's guns. In the Pray Capt. Houth wick and one of the crew are killed, but the Industry t3 found to be little damaged. Bellinger , first mate, takes charge and puts into Siumouth to secure a new mate. Several days later, when well out to sea, an English merchantman Is met, whose captain has a letter addressed to-Jeremiah Hope, at Havana. The crew of the vessel tell strange tales of the buccaneer Morgan, who is sailing under the king' 3 commission to take I'ar.ania. One night a litttle later, the English vessel having proceeded on her course, a bit of paper is slipped into Ar dlck's* hand by one of the sailors. This Is found to be a warning of a mutiny plot headed by Pradey, the new mate. Ardick consults Mr. Tym. They resolve to secure the mate, but I'radey, eavesdropping in the c&liin, makes through the dorr and arouses the l crew. Capt. Sellinger Joins Ardick and Tym. The crew break through the now barricaded door, but are forecd to retire, having lost seven of their number. Finding themselves now too short-handed to man age the boat, I'radey detcides to scuttle and desert the vessel, taking his men off in the only available boat. The captain, super cargo and second mate soon discover their plight, but hastily constructing a raft bet away just before their vessel sinks. The next morning a Spaniard draws near them. The man in the rigging shouts: "If you would board us, take to your oars. I!e speedy, or you will fall short." On board they are si nt forward with thecrew, being told they wil be sold as slaves on reaching Panama. The ship's cook they find to be Mac Ivraeh, "frae Clagvarloch," so a friend. Pour days later the Spaniard Is overhauled by a buccaneer fiyir.g the Kng llsh flag. The three Englishmen and Mac Ivraeh plan to escape to the buccaneer on a rude raft. CH APT ICR IX.—Continued. Oii returning to the deck we found the situation in a small degree changed. The buccaneer still stormed along in our wake, but now with a lit tle gain, and the Pilanca continued to hug the wind. By eight bells the ene my was clearly rising, and at two bells lie was not greatly beyond cannon range, I stood by, ready to jump and haul, and with a quickening of excitement awaited the next turn of events. It, was not long in coming. Capt. Placido swung upon the lee bulwark, holding on by the main shrouds, and bellowed: "Down i?elm! Slack Ice braces! Haul on the weather!" "By heavens! He means to run the .gantlet!" exclaimed Mr. Tym. So it seemed. The buccaneer had been on our lee bow when first discov ered, and was still well to the south. By squaring our yards, then, and de liberately pointing our nose south west, we meant to run under his very nose. "And yet it stands to be his safest plan," said Capt. Sellinger. "A ship like this, riding light and with a poop like a church, will do nothing save with the wind. Once let us fetch by and our chances are doubled." The buccaneer had altered his course as w? altered ours, and was now standing a few points south of east. He could scarce be better than a mile and a half away, and we saw plainly the moving black dots of the crew fibout his decks. lie was a handsome, tigerish-looking fellow, let him be who or what he might. Nearer and nearer swung the buc caneer. I could catch even the flash of his wet side now, as he rolled, with a sort of swagger, to the successive, up lifting seas. Nearer still, till a half mile is reeled off, and less than a whole one separates us. A drum on our quarter deck beat. The armored guards fell into line, and their captain drew his sword and stepped out upon the flank. Three of the dons came out of the cabin, all in cuirasses, buff gantlets, and broad belts hung with pistols. Don Luii Delasco, the governor's son-in-law, was one of the trio. Then it was Capt. Placido's turn. He came to the break of the quarter deck and faced us. "Bring up powder and ball for the deck guns. Take the hoods off the brass pieces. Two more men at the helm. Gunners for the port guns be low. Master Pedillo, unlock the arms chests and have the hangers and pis tols passed up. Master Lon/elo, take six men and fetch up the pikes. Pedro, see that buckets of water are set about, and when all is ready put on the hatches." Larger and larger grew the buc caneer. The black dots took on the shape of human figures, and the eight ports in his side cut out square, each with its round, target-like ring. A gun*! The jet of flame leaped from the foredeclc, and the powder cloud blew off to leeward. But it was harm less. It had been fired across our bows. Then som'-thing shook out above the headsof those on his qiju-ter deck, and up to the mizzen topgallant mast traveled a flag. It blew out as it went, broad, double cross on a crimson field. "English!" I could not help saying, with the water ready to start in my eyes. "God bless her!" "She would merely ask us to heave to," said Capt. Sellinger in my ear. "Marry, a modest request for n craft of 200 tons to make of one of five! Now, let's see what the old peacock will do." Capt. Placido hurried up to the gov ernor and said a few words. What the answer was I could not guess, but at once the captain ran to the main hatch, lifted it, and roared down: "Train j our broadside and tire!" Then he waved his arms and shouted to those manning the guns: "Aim and lire!" The ship trembled with the tremen dous concussion. Smoke seemed to rise from everywhere, and the buccaneer disappeared momentarily behind the veil. When it drifted away at last he was still driving toward us and seemingly unharmed. Some one touched me on the arm; I turned and discovered Mr. Tym. "Bide a moment, and then come be low. Let the hatch cirop after you." I was brought abruptly back to our own business and shook myself to gether. Nobody seemed to be paying any attention to me. I slipped over and dropped quietly down the hatch. The place was in some gloom, for the port on the cook's side—that is, the one toward the enemy—was closed, and the other stood but an inch or two upon the hook. "The crisis is not far off," said Mr. Tym; "wherefore we must be pre pared. Should the Filanea stand the battering and break by, we could scarce be too speedy in taking leave." I apprehended him. Once get the buccaneer astern, and the Pilanca stood fair to shake him off. In that case we must needs act quickly or not at all. I now inquired for Mac Ivraeh, and was told that he would be with us pres ently. "Let us see how near she is," said I, and I unhooked the starboard port. "Marry, she is on our quarter!" I ex claimed in surprise. "She is not above half a mile distant, and we have clear ly dropped her." The others looked anxiously over my shoulder. "Nay, you are a little in error," said the captain. "She is more astern, but quite as near." "She should put forth her best ef forts now, wherever she is," said Mr. Tym, after a critical glance. "She is not sure of finding another such oppor tunity." "She fetches about to give us her oilier broadside!" I exclaimed a mo ment later. I felt secretly thankful that at least the after part of the ship now pretty effectually shielded us, but— "By heavens, they have wiifged us!" cried ('apt. Sellinger, as a sharp, crack ling noise rose above the other sounds, followed by the thump of some heavy object. "A big spar, or T am a liar!" ho went on. "Nay, but the buccaneer manages bravely!" "That may bring tho matter to a head," said Mr. Tym, coolly. "I think we should now do well to arm." We ran over to our own corner, ac cordingly, and hurriedly produced our concealed weapons. These had been hidden away since first we came on board. With other preparations, Mr. Tym failed not to screw in his curious arm dagger. Scarce was this done when some of the Pilanca's guns began in turn to thunder. None were of large caliber, being merely a few deck pieces on the stern, and we felt little fear of their work. "Some one comes!" I cried, for at that moment the hatch in the fore castle banged sharply down. "I think Mac Ivraeh," cried Mr. Tym, stepping out where he could command the view. "Aye," he immediately an nounced, "it is the cook." The fellow came is a run. "Launch the raft," he cried, "and dinna stop to claver! A' thinks hae gaen wrang!" We paused for no more than to get the sense of his words, and flew to the raft and dragged it out. There were now varied thumping noises on deck, which I took to be the clearing away of the fallen spar and other debris, and I was just wondering whether the ship's people felt assured of their escape when there was a com motion of voices aft, and immediately a little thunder of trucks showed that the door leading into the soldiers' berth had been run open. "Quick!" cried Mr. Tym. "Out with it! The guards are upon us!" We snatched up the raft as though it had been a clothes pole and made one fair thrust of it into the water. "Deil tak the airn pots!" growled Mac Ivracli. "They hae broucht aboot. this banchle! Their craving bailies couldna bide till the mess." "Listen, friends," said Mr. Tym with out turning his head. "We must fetch this thing to a close. In a moment they will have firearms, and it will be too late. I see no hope except that the captain and I may stand them off till you, Ardick, with Mac Ivraeh retreat to the raft. That done, we will make a diversion and attempt to join you." "It shall be done, sir," said I prompt 'y- "Get you upon the raft," I said, hur riedly to Mac Ivraeh. "I will cast off and follow." "Vera gude," lie answered, coolly, and slipped through the port. I was to follow, for the time indeed pressed, when the fellows in the forecastle gave a triumphant shout. "They have pistols!" cried the cap tain, warningly. "They are going to shoot!" The fratl bulkhead was no barrier to bullets, and I threw myself flat. As I did so I saw Mr. Tym drop to all fours. CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, JUNE 22, 1899. Two heavy reports followed, and the smoke drove in at the doorway. I scrambled to my feet and had Mr. Tym instantly in my eye. lie was straight ening up and glancing around. The captain was close behind him, but fit ting' flat with his knee cradled in his hands. "They have disabled ine. Fly!" I heard him say, and with that men burst in at both entrances. CHAPTER X. OF A MYSTERIOUS DECREE OF FATE. I cannot pretend to give clear de tails of what followed. Mr. Tym lunged back desperately, and I saw one fel low double up and fall. The next man tripped over him and the supercargo improved the time to wheel and rush to my side. "Out!" was the one word he said,and I let go the painter and sprang upon the ledge of the port. As the end of the line whisked clear I stooped and shot headlong down. 1 rose to the surface at once and shook the water from my eyes. The first thing I saw was the great im pending bulk of the ship. It towered far over me, and was rushing past, flooding back frothing and divided seas. 1 fought my way to the top of the next crest and looked around. To my joy Mr. Tym was close at hand, spitting and shaking his head, as though he had just come up from his dive, but riding lightly and easily. Turning my head to see what had be come of Mac Ivrach and the raft, I saw the structure pitching up and down on a neighboring sea, but to my sor row without the Scotchman. In the line of the raft, but near a mile away, was the pursuing ship. She was a bad mess forward, for her sprit topmast had been shot away, and some of the litter was dragging over the bows. I had time for no more than this flash of a look about. All my atten tion was now upon the rushing bulk of the ship. She was so near that I could see little higher than her bulwarks. Her ports on that side were open, though the guns had not been used, and in each opening were the protruding heads of the gunners. The ship seemed to lift away from us, and at once we got the range of her whole side. To my dismay all the bulwarks were overhung with heads and a dozen or more of the steel shelled guards showed above the low poop rail. The story of our doings had spread over the ship at last, and doubt less the angry dons were primed for vengeance. There seemed to be nothing that we could do, unless it was to dive, as they fifes®* Ifm "By iieaveriH, ho meuna to run the gauntlet!" made to fire, and that would be likely to prove of little avail. Our main hope must be in the poorness of their aim and the little time we should be within range. I did not forget also that our bobbing heads presented rather infe rior targets. They let go soon enough, for 1 had scarce gotten the whole range of their side when a score or more of guns and pistols were aimed, some from as far forward as amid ships, and a blaze among the whole line followed. "Poor shooting, sir!" I shouted, not a little relieved and even exhilarated. "Shall we swim for the raft?" We turned as he spoke, and to my astonishment there was the raft close at hand. For some reason it had come before the wind faster than I could have calculated and was ready now as a very timely refuge. We disregarded further danger from the shooting and faced about. The raft came on, climbing a crest at the mo ment and riding swiftly down again, and it was then that both of us cried out in amazement. For a human head was sticking above the stern end, and a familiar shock of light hair, albeit now darkened a little with the wet, covered the head. In a word, it was the worthy cook "Ise be there in a blink," he called "Dinna ye waste your strength." We gave over further effort accord ingly and directly the affair rode down to us. I was the first out of the water, and gave Mr. Tym a pull, after which Mac Ivrach himself crawled out. We seized his hand arid shook it heartily. "And you saw us, and urged the raft along?" 1 said. "Seasonably done, for we were like to be weary ere we fetched it." "Is not the buccaneer recovering himself in some sort?" inquired Mr. Tym, after a moment or two. I rose as high as my knees and took a shrewd look. "Aye, he has got the greater part of the mess cleared away, and holds on his course," I answered. "Ah, me! if the poor captain were but with us!" I added with a sigh. "Mither o' God!" burst out Mac Ivrach. "Look yonner!" We had taken our eyes for a moment from the Pilanca. but at this dreadful exclamation half sprang up and turned that way. What we saw struck the blood from our cheeks, and left u, silent with consternation. The ship had fetched, perhaps, two points to the wind, so that again we had an oblique view of her side, and a scene on her main deck was brought to view. A group of figures there moved, and in the instant a single shape rose above their heads and traveled up swiftly to the main yardarin! There it scerped to dangle for a moment, and then fell into the motion of the ship, and sv\ ing pendulum-like, in board and out. It was a time of horror, and I scarce know what we said. We had no doubt that the man was the captain, for who else could be executed at such a time? Moreover, when I came to look more intently, 1 made out a patch of white about the upper part of his figure, which would answer for the captain's shirt, none of the crew wearing a gar ment of that description, but only blouses and dark tunics. We crouched low again, and watched the poor body as it jerked and swung. There was a dreadful fascination in the sight, and for one I could not take my eyes from it. I have the thought that the supercargo broke out a swearing once, not loud, but as I might, say between his teeth, and that I laughed savagely when I heard him. The buccaneer continued to beai down upon us, and as soon as he wai within reasonable signaling distance Mac Ivrach took off his waistcoat and waved it. It wws as large a distress flag as we had, for all of us were with out coats. [TO BE CONTINUED] HE "FUMIGATED." I nele (>ot Hid of (he Clßarelle I'i«»n<ls Without tli«» SlltfliteHt 'lron ble. An aged colored man stood on the rear platform of a Cedar avenue car a few evenings ago and listened to the talk of the young men; who were his fellow passejigers. Five of these young men were smoking cigarettes, much to the disgust of the aged uncle. He sniffed audibly several times and at last one of the cigarette youths turned to hint and facetiously saidi: "You don't like cigarette smoke, do you, Mr. Jolinsing?" "I'd like it bettah, sail," replied the veteran, "ef I was an undertaker." There was a general laugh at the smoker's expense, and he puffed- vi ciously at his cigarette. "An' ef I don't like it," continued the old man,"l kin always foomergate agin it." He therefore drew from his coat pocket a short black pipe and proceed ed to fire up. At the s<«'ond> puff the. young men tvlio happened to he nearest him turned pale. One of them was the fun ny cigarette smoker, and he was evi dently hard hit. Another puff and this particular victim threw away his cigarette and at once got down on tliestep. With an imperturbable coun tenance the ancient colored person continued 1 to puff that diabolical pipe. "Oh, Lord!" groaned tho second ci garette smoker, and he stopped smok ing, too. Puff, puff, puff! Two men got ofT the car before they reached their usual stopping places. Four more stepped, diown. onto the running board Two men crawled into the car inte rior. When the conductor came out from his fare gathering trip the col oyedi man and' his all-conquering pipe were sole monarchs of the back plat form. —Cleveland Plain Dealer. Iv i rniPMM. In some portions of Germany the kirtness, or church mass, formerly danced in honor of the dedication of the church, is now observed with the special character of a harvest home. It marks the close of the year's labors, and is celebrated by three days of mu sic, feasting and dancing, with part ners chosen or allotted, according to degrees of comeliness, at the preced ing May festival. In southern Ger many the end of harvest is marked by the sickle feast. The last sheaf is car ried in triumph to the barn and placed 011 the floor, while the younger couples dance around it. One-half of it is then decked with, ribbons and hung aloft, while the other half is burned. Its ashes are treasured as a remedy for rheumatism and are sometimes used in making amulets or charms. The peasants leaive for Wodan, or "the old one," a few ears of corn and a small number of apples, it being considered unlucky to strip either field or tree en tirely bare. —Lippineott's Magazine. Dare-Fnoed Inwult. "When I think," exclaimed Mrs. Strongmind, "of the apathy, nay, the sneers and insults, of the- unthinking mob that constitutes our voting popu lation, of its utter disregard for ab stract justice, its ignorance of the principles that lie at the foundation of all civilized and enlightened,govern ment, and its total unfitness to exer cise the functions of suffrage, I am at a loss to give adequate expression to the. indignation that burns within me!" "Wliy don't youse make a vow not to shave until they's a woman [(resi dent?" called out a disrespectful voter in the audience.- Chicago Tribune. Aliout Surname*. A curious custom which was preva lent in England, even as late as seventeenth century, gave rise to i number of surnames. It was the tom of wearing patches on the fa-.ie which originated with the ladies <*f the court, who wore plasters cut in t'he shape of crescents, stars, circles, dia monds. hearts, crosses, eto. Hence the word "court-plaster." Some went so far as to patch their faces with a coach and four, a ship in fuM sail, a chateau, and many such things. Front this cu rious circumstance came the names Cross, Ship. Coulter, Castle, Trump. Shear, Cloak, Sickles, Vain, Flagg. Crow and Crabbe, and nia-ny others of equal sign iflcance. - -Detroit Free Press. A LITTLE NONSENSE. Not, So Poetical. —"She has a com plexion like a tinted china cup." "Yes. It's a beautiful mug." Cleveland Plain Dealer. De Broke—"How much i* this bill go ing to be?" Photographer —"Ten dol lars. Look pleasant, please." I)e liroke —"lmpossible."—Jewish Comment. Accepted Suitor—"And now, dearest, about the ring. What kind do—" She (a telephone girl)—"Oh, mercy me! Let's don't talk shop."—Ohio State Journal. Racon —"When a man is in loveevery thing looks different to him." Egbert —"Yes; it's the sujne way when he knocks his head against a gas bracket." —Yonkers Statesman. Mrs. Greene—"There are few things that John does not know all about." Mrs. Gray —"And it was just my luck to ask him only about the things he knew nothing about."—Roston Transcript. Mrs. Murphy—-"Now, which wan of youse byes trim that ball t'ro' me base ment windy?" The Pitcher—"All kicks must be registered with the um pire, leddy. Play ball, fellers!"—l'p-to- Date. "Adolph, where is the letter I left on my desk?" "I mailed it, sir." "But 1 hadn't put the name and the address on the envelope." "That's just it, sir—l supposed it was an anonymous letter." —Le Petit Journal Pour Hire. Mrs. Stiles —"I shall never invite Mr. Funniman to dinner again." Mr. Stiles —"Why not? He is a very entertaining chap." Mrs. Stiles—"That's just it. lie tells such f'#.ny stories that lie makes the butler laugh."—Harper's Bazar. Lady of the House—"l should think a big, strong fellow like you would rath er work than go around begging." Slop py Sim—"l ain't got no fambly meself, and I'm afraid if I went to work I might crowd out some poor chap wot has little ones to support."—Boston Traveler. HIRED BY WEIGHT. Amonic tlie Turku the Women Singer* 31 us! He Fat to lie I'o j) u 1 it r. In Turkey the most beautiful and de sirable woman is the one who weighs the most. A thin and wiHowy creature would have no standing in Turkey and would be a total failure on the stage in Constantinople. Unless a woman is fat she cannot secure an engagement in a music hall, and the fatter she is the more enthusiasm she arouses and the larger i.- her salary. On Monday evening after my arrival in Constantinople I went to the Con cordia Music hall with my American ac quaintances, and there I saw more feminine breadth.depth,thickness,heft and circumference than I had ever be fore seen under one roof. Practically the whole sTiow was given by women— women with moon faces, rolling jowl, judiciously dusted with powder, and elephantine forms that defied the con tiding hold of any corset. Fat women! Women who were built straight out from the eliin and then retreated to ward an indefinite waist line; women whose dimpled arms were the shape of bolsters ami whose bursting slippers squeaked beneath the weight put on them. .1 udging front the arrangement of the bill and the applause bestowed on the various mastodon soubrettes, 1 would say that in Constantinople a woman weighing 225 pounds and possessed of a fair singing foice could get an en gagement at a music hall, but she would he compelled to accept « low salary and appear early in the bill. A woman weighing 250 could get a slightly larger salary and a better place on the bill. The salary would thus increase as the weight inereased. In Constanti nople they hire their soubrettes by the pound. One who can weigh in each evening at ,'!SO or more is sure t,> g<et her name in black type and draw the star salary, no matter whether she can sing or not. In the bill at the Concordia were French and German women, one lone American (estimated weight, 275), and several from Turkish Europe. The first woman who sang was fat, the sec ond was fatter, the third was- no, not fattest, although she was much heavier than No. 2. She was merely the prom ise of what was yet to come. They were holding back the really big artists for the finale. At last these two came on. They were "sisters." and they made a large family by themselves. We called them the Behemoth Sisters. They were in white and they waddled out on the stage. "Great Scott!" exslaimed the man from Lafayette. "Why didn't they roll them on the stage? How much do you suppose they weigh?" "A ton apiece," ventured the Xew Yorker. "Too low, too low." The house rose in joy as the two vast egg-shaped objects appeared on the stage. The Turks, who had been sitting stolidly in the boxes looking with dull unconcern at the frail vocal ists who weighed less than 3UO, now straightened up and clapped their hands. A Turk in front of us (he had checker-board trousers and a low white vest) shouted "Bravo!" The two sisters were the hit of the show. They had to sing until their globular faces were pink with exertion and their balloon-like costumes rose and fell with the heavings of their exer tion. We wondered if they ever had comic opera in Turkey, and if it would be safe to put an entire chorus on one stage. — Chicago Record. llnrtlext to lleiit. Water is the hardest of all substances to heat, with the single exception of hydrogen gas. The easiest two are mercury and lead, which stand in this respect on nearly the same footing.— Cleveland Plain Dealer. 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