The Tipton advertiser. [volume] (Tipton, Cedar Co., Iowa) 1856-1962, 1877-02-22

each other. Gaw-pel truth, Mr.. Croil!n
Starved them right. Worse than
being hanged. But I'd rather ha'
hanged them
Last, there was only left four of
u.s.
Zone ofthem four was Boston Tom?"
said Ben.
The boy hesitated.
one was; but he was nearly dead
when we were picked up; and he wa.
one of them two that died two days
afterwards
That's a lie,' thought Ben, but he
said nothing. 80, now, only two are
left" he asked, after pause. WHO
may the other be?''
He was Maltese Dick, Mr.. Croil,n y
the boy replied, very quickly. Him
with the black hair and the arm tat
tooed all over; and where he's gone !
don't know, and can't tell YOU"
LAY, ay. And where do you live
now, you Mizen boy -
1--WE left the sea-faring trade, sir.
I'm Just come up to London to look
round like; got no home to go to yet"
There was malicious twinkle in
the young mans eye as he spoke. Ben
looked up auietly-he still held him
by the ARMAND watched him.
"Then you don't live any where
handy about here"
Laws, no, Mr. Croil. Certainly
not, not by no means. Whatever
made you go for to think that 1 would
live about here -
They passed, at that moment, low
sort Of lodging-housc and sailors tav-
ern, with bill in the window:
Lodgings for single men and mari
ners."
Unless Ben Croil was grevously de-
ceived, the lady at the door of this
made sign of recognition as
the lad passed.
~, bcl tilouSHl, tuaa > tiittl
and that's where Boston Tom IS to be
heard Of"
"Well, Dan'l Mizen,' he said, aloud,
you'll find me most days down at
the Docks. You mind, come to see
me, and no harm shall happen to you;
you forget to come, and as sure as my
Ben Croil, you'll swing for
your share of the Lucy Der'ick mu-
tiny. Swing is the word Danl
Mizen :"
He made mental note of the house
and number, and turned back.
Mr. MiZen looked after him, witt,
rountenance full Of pcrplexity and dis
may; and, after first scratching his
tousiea head, aud then shaking it rue
fully, pursued his own way in the
opposite direction, with a detected, not
TO say a hangdcg, expression in his
very shoes. Presently there passed
him lad of about his own age, dressed
in blue flannel, and looking-althoug
the flannel was shabby-a gentleman.
He had long legs and Il springy walk.
As he went along sometimes little
ahead and sometimes little behind
Mr.. Mizen-he stopped occasionally
and looked about him, as if in search
Of something. Mr.. Danl Nizen con-
this waif-a gift of Provi
tencc, evidently fallen quite into his
a quarter of an hour or SO
md then, Mr.. Croil being well out of
sight, he shouldered up to the stranger,
md ieried out, looking the other way,
Lost your bearin', mate?o
That is it, replied the stranger
lost my hearin'. ] was told by par
y in the country that | was to come
o hoa-e in the Whitechapel Road
,ut I've forgotten the number-wherc
hey'd take me in, and do for me, and
ind me ship"
That's lucky, now" said Mr..
Mizen. why, I'll take you to the
,ery place, and it's close by. You
.ome along o. me-"
Daniel Mizen led the way. Oddly
his steps took him to exactly
he very house where Ben Groil had
loticed the lady at the door, and had
besides that she seemed to
know his young companion. 1t was,
indeed, the truth that the ex-ship-boy
ived in this place of resort. How he
ived, on what honest industry, or by
he exercise of what native wit, was
lot Immediately apparent.
He conducted Rupert TO the door,
md introduced him to the landlady-
/ woman with Il red face, and dressed
n cotton gown, looped up so as to
how rich amplitude of petticoat un-
lerneath. She stood, with arms
lkimbo, contemplating human nature
Is it passed with eyes of hungry def
Ince. Men and women walked along,
children ran by, but they were not her
Drey. OF all kinds and conditions of
men, Mother Flanagan not an Irish
by birth, although of Illus
.rious Irish descent-loved sailor,
md especially him of the mercantile
marine. She extended her affection
beyond the narrow limits Of party and
country, embracing in one compre-
nensive sweep, and gathering to her
breast, Englishman, American, Ne
gro, Lascar, Malay, Greek, German,
Or Norwegian All alike were dear to
ler, and she was dear to them-in the
ong-run very dear. She housed her
tavorites; she provided them with
food, society, amusements, and drink;
and when they left her hospitable
house, it was, the censorious said
with empty pockets, and with cop
persn so hot that it took week of sea-
oreezes and compulsory temperance to
,ool them.
YES, | can take him." said Mrs.
Flanagan, "if the young gentleman
will pay deposit"
"Tve got five shillings,n said Ru-
pert.
Hand it over" said Mrs. Flanagan.
"Mrs. Flanagan" called voice
from the inside room, "send that boy
in here, five shillings and all"
The voice was hoarse and strained.
1t was followed by n chest couoh which