Waterbury evening Democrat., 1889-08-29

he only remaining seaman of the old crew, at the landing all day, for the use of the agent, should he secure any more men. We have seen that tho boat was waiting off the pier when the Captain and Louis came down that afternoon from the Paseo, but that the vigilance of the military authorities in the search for the escaped prisoner pre- vented them from returning to the bark at that time. The two walked up to the city, called at the agents and learned that he had had no further suc- cess, and then repaired to an Ameri- can lodging house which was well known to both of them.
 Louis Hunter had made the acuuaint- ance of some boon companions among the Cuban youth while the bark had been in the harbor, and-he now pro- posed to make a night of it." Captain Willis, fatigued with the excitement of the day, and much disturbed by the re- cent occurrences upon and about his vessel, went to bed soon after supper. Shortly after dark Louis sallied forth to look up his friends. He had not reached the next street when he was stopped by the patrol and examined. That he was an American subjected him to instant suspicion, and he was therefore taken to the guard-house for further examination. Here he was con- fined in dark and ill-ventilated room for three hours with lot of suspects" who had fallen into the clutches of the patrol. One at time they were taken out and interrogated by an officer. It was near eleven o'clock when Louis turn came. After close question ing the officer was apparently sat- isficd that the young man was not a ilibuster, and discharged him, with a warning to go back to his lodgings and not be seen in the streets again that night. In not the best of tempers at the loss of his nights carousc, he obeyed. Upon inquiring of his uncle, he found that he, too, had had more experience with the Cuban authorities. The house had been visited by an armed party, and thoroughly searched. Captain Willis had been examined, his papers again scrutinized, and the off, cer appearing suspicious of all Amer ican ship-captains, because, as he wise- ly observed, ''they might have brought some filibusters into port" had com- pelled him to dress himself and ac- company him to the American Consul to be identified. This irritating pro- cedure had been gone through with, and Louis found his uncle walking his chamber by the light of tallow candle, literally cursing all Spaniards and Cubans, and raging like a caged lion.
 "So you're back, arc youp" he said, in a rather milder tone, as Louis en- tered. II was thinking those high waymen had got you.''
 "They did, and only just let me go, :" said the other, sulkily.
 "Wen, I'll be cursed! But never mind; we'll get to sea tomorrow, in some shape, crew or no crew; and if the "Nellie" ever comes down this way again, it will be when few Americans and Cuban patriots haven't half scared the whole Spanish nation out of their wis.,
 | Had Louis Hunter possessed frank, sympathizing nature he would have embraced this opportunity to remove all misunderstanding with his uncle. The old sea-dog was now in that frame of mind that made him wish to talk with some one, and with Louis espec- tally, about the stirring events of the day, the inconveniences and annoy ances suffered from the Cuban authori- ties, and the dubious prospects of the return voyage of the bark, with her picked-up crew. But Louis had neither generosity of heart nor nobility of nat ure. He was cold, selfish and sinister; he had no real affection fol the man who had faithfully tried, in his own rough, hearty way, to benefit him; and it may bel do not know that some dark schemes of self-aggran. dizement, prompted by late events, had already entered the young mans brain. However that may be, it is certain that he repclled all the Cap tain's friendly advances, went to bed and was presently asleep. Captain Willis also soon retired; but this rude disturbance of his slumbcrs had made him wakeful, and it was not until tht clock struck two that sleep visited hi: eyes. Then his rest was uneasy, anC troubled by dreams in which were mingled in one grand confusion Cuba1 garrotes, escaping filibusters, sick sail ors, storms, calms and helpless vessel. drifting without crews. Nor did hi: slumbers become calm and peaceful till another vision had soothed them a dream of a quiet home in far-away New England, and faces there tha were very dear to the old sea-dog'l heart.
 PART I.-CHAPTER V.
 ON THE DECK.
 The master of the '.Nellie' awokt the next morning in state of uneasi ness lest he should be kept away iron