The Atlanta constitution. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1885-19??, 1894-03-20
Author of Little Jarvis" "Midshipman
Pauiding," Maid Marian" Children of
Destiny, and Other Stories.
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CHAPTER TX.
All the night and the next day, Brydelrs
heart was heavy for his Old friend. The
next evening al the same time ne got leave.
The officers knew of Brydell's affection for
Grub, and he had no difficulty in getting
OIL when they knew where he wished to 20.
Walking rapidly along the street from the
wharf, whom should BrydelI almost run
over but Admiral Beaumont, with Billy
Bowlne, as always, rolling along behind
him.
Great Jupiter!' shouted the admiral. Il
was Just thinking about you. boy. Where
are you going in such a hurry"
Going to see poor Grub, sir" answered
Brydell. shaking hands with the admiral
and noddint pleasantly to Billy Bowline.
And then, with the admirais hand upon his
shoulder, standing in the narrow. fist-
darkening street, I5rydell told of Esdaile's
disgrace and of the terrible blow it was to
poor Grub. His story was puuctuated with
explosions or wrath from the admiral. such
as Infamous cad. the boy! Shoot me, bat
I'd like to get that young villain on Il ship
OF mine! Why didn't you HEX him, sir?
Why didn't YOU lick him when you found
the rascal out? Poor old Grubb--one of the
best men | ever knew-ten good men like
him viii keep a whole ships company in
order" Billy Bowline's indignation was
expressed by sndry snorts shifts and an
:.
none the less emphatic because not expressed
IN the adnliraIs vigorous language.
Come along, sir. cried the admiral
when Brydeil had finished his brief account
= m going to see Grupp with you"
The admir2 mounted the rickety stairs
"ith his quick step alert as Brydells.
Billy Bovine remained below, because. as
he whispered to BrydeIl:
There amt no love lost between sailors
and jirenes, and Grubb he were the best
jrene ever see-but don't reckon as how
he keers about scein' sailor men when he is
III trouble"
After knocking d the door the admiral
and BrydcT entered Grubb's little room. Nv
the light OF the small lamp, they could see
him distinctly. and he looked more gaunt.
more ashy and nearer death than the even
ing before. But he was feebly delighted to
see them.
''How's this, Grubb?" began the admiral in
his quarterback voice. You must get IN.
You must get well Won were the best or
dc. eve. hau, and j. never occGri "a 10
me shat You intended getting out of the
service like this.
''Thankee, sir, for your good opinions" an
swered Grubb. a light appearing in his
sunken eyes, but l can't get We'll"
Nonsense, nonsense. You've had trouble
with your boy-but You must bear up-bear
up, sir"
All, sir, asllin' your pardon, you don't
know what it is to have trouble with your
own flesh and blood I couldn't abear TO be
pinted out as Grubb, the Teller whose son
was drove cut of his class fer lynn I'm
plain man, sir and maybe that's why
/ hold on to be respectable SO hard-I amt
got uothin' else. [ didn't Think though,
'twoCid 20 hard with me- ! made up my
mind in minute 20 Sit out O the corps and
take off this uniform as / respects and
loves. But / didn't think to fail down in
he street and know We shock