Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1897-10-28


uculars about Treasure Island, from
the beginning to the end. keeping moth
ing back but the bearings of the island.
and that only because there is still
treasure not yet lifted, | take up my
pen in the year OF grace IL, and 60
back to the time when my father kept
the Admiral Leubow Inn, and the
brown old seaman, with the sab,r cut,
first took up his lodgings under our
roof.
/ remember him as il il was yester-
day, as he came plodding to the inn
door, his sea chest following behind
him in a hand-barrow; a tall, strong,
heavy, nut-broWn man; his tarry pig
tail falling over the shoulders of his
soiled blue coat; his hands ragged and
SCARED, with black, broken nails, and
the saber cut across one cheek, dirty,
livid white. | remember him looking
round the cove and whistling TO him
self as he did so, and then breaking out
in that old sea song that lie sung so
often afterwards:
Fifteen men on the dead mans chest
1u-no-nO, ana DOttlc OF rum.
in the high, old tottering voice that
seemed to have been tuned aud broken
at the eapstan bars. Then he raped
on the door with bit of of stick like a
handspike that he carried, and when
my father appeared called roughly for
glass of rum. This, when it was
brought to him, he drank slowly, like a
connoisseur. lingering on the taste,
and still looking about him at the cliffs
and up at our signboard.
"This is a handy cove" says he, at
length; "and pleasant sittyated
grog-shop. Much company, mate?"
Ny father told him no, very little
company, the more was the pity.
swell. them" said he, this is the
berth for me. Here you, matey," he
cried to the man who trundled the bar
row; bring up alongside and help up
my chest. III stay here Bit he con-
tinucd. I'm a plain man; rum and
bacon and eggs is what | want, and
that head up there for 20 watch ships
off. What you mought call me? You
moueht call me captain. Oh, ! see
what you're at--there;' and he threw
down three or four gold pieces on the
threshold. "You can tell me when I've
worked through that" says he, looking
as fierce rs a commander.
And, indeed, bad as his clothes were,
and coarsely as he spoke, he had none
of the appearances of a man who sailed
before the mast; but seemed like a
mate or skipper, accustomed to be
obeyed or to strike, The man who
came with the barrow told us the mail
had set him down the morning before
at the Royal George; that he had in
quired what inns there were along the
coast. and hearing ours well spoken of,
| suppose, and described as lonely, had
chosen it from the others for his place
of residence. And that was all we
could learn of our guest.
lie was very silent man by custom.
All day he hung round the cove. or up
on the cliffs, with a brass telescope;
all evening he sat in corner of the par
Tor next the fire. and drank rum and
water very strong. Mostly he would
not speak when spoken TO; only look
I'D suddenly and fierce. and blow
through his nose like tog-horn; and
we and the people who came about our
house soon learned TO let him be.
Every day. when he came back from
his stroll, he would ask If any seafaring
men had gone by along the road? AT
FIRST we thought il was the want of
company of his kind that made him
ask this question; but at last we began
TO see he was DESTROYS TO avoid
them. When seaman put up at the
Admiral Benbow las now and
then some did, making by the coast
road for Bristol, he would look at him
through the curtained door before he
entered the parlor; and he was always
sure TO be as silent as a mouse when
any such was present. For me, at
least, there was no secret about the
matter; for was. in way, a sharer in
his alarms.
lie had taken me aside one day, and
promised me silver fourpenny on the
first of every mouth if l would only
keep my "weather-eye open for sea
hring man with one leg" and let him
know the moment he appeared. Often
enough. when the first of the month |
came round. and | applied to him for
my wage, he would only blow through |
his nose at me, and stare me down, but |
before the week was cut he was sure to
think better of il. bring me my four
penny piece, and repeat his orders to
look out for "the seafaring man with |
one leg"
How that parsonage haunted my |
dreams. l need scarcely tell you. On
stormy nights, when the wind shook
The four corners OF the house, and the
surf roared along the cove and up the
cliffs. | would see him in thousand
forms. and with 4 thousand diaboiical
expressions. Now the leg would be cur
of at the knee, now at the hipi now nc
was a monstrous Kind of creature
.. l.u1 lint the one tnu I