Owingsville outlook. [volume] (Owingsville, Ky.) 1879-192?, 1898-10-06


house TO die. lie had laid like Trojan
behind his mattress In the gallery; he
had followed every order silently, dog
pedly aud welli he was the oldest Of
our party by score OF years; and now,
sullen, old, seryircable servant, il was
he that was TO die.
The squire dropped down beside him
Oh his knees and kissed his hand, FRY.
ing like a child
BE going, doctor?'' he asked
"Tom, my man." said /, "Soure go
ing home"
Il wish had lick at them with the
gun first" he replied.
Tom" said the squire. SAY you for
give me, won't your
Would that he respectful like, from
me TO you, squire" was the answer
"Iiowsoever, SO he il, amen!"
After a little while of silence. he said
he thought somebody might read Il
prayer. Its the custom, sir" he add
ed. Hpologetically. And not long after,
without another word, he passed away.
In the meantime the captain, whom
| had observed TO he wonderfully
swollen about the chest and pockets,
had turned out great many various
stores-the British colors, a Bible, =
coil of stoutish rope, pen, ink, the log
book, and pounds of tobacco. lie had
found longish fir tree lying felled and
cleared in the Enclosure, and, with the
help of Hunter, he had set il up at the
corner of the log house where the
trunks crossed and made an angle.
Then, climbing on the roof, he had
with his own hand bent and run up
the colors.
This seemed nightly TO relieve him.
He reentered the log house and set
about counting the stores, as if moth
ing else existed. But he had an eye
on Toms passage for all that: and as
soon as all was over came forward with
another flag and reverently spread il
on the body.
Don't you take on, sir" he said,
shaking the squire's hand. "Alls well
with him; no fear for a hand that 5
been shot down in his duty to captain
aud owner. 1t mayn't be good divinity,
but it's a fact"
Then he pulled me aside.
DIR. Livesey," he said, lin how many
weeks do you and squire expect the
consort?'
told him il was a question, not of
weeks, but of months; that if we were
not back by the end of August, Blandly
nj Inn q n
sooner nor later. You can calculate
for yourself" l said.
"Why, yes" returned the captain,
scratching his head. "and making a
large allowance. sir. for all the gifts of
Providence, l should say We were pref
~ close hauled"
How do you meant" asked.
Its a pity, sir, we lost the second
load. That's what ! mean," replied
the captain. AS for powder and shot,
we'll do. But the rations are short,
very short-so short. DIR. Livesey, that
we're perhaps as we'll without that ex-
ira mouth"
And he pointed to the dead body un.
der the flag.
just then, with a roar and whistle,
round shot passed high above the
roof of the log house and pumped far
beyond us in the wood.
Ohio" said the captain. Blaze
away! You've little enough powder
already, my lads"
At the second trial the aim was bet.
ter and the ball descended inside the
stockadc, scattering n cloud of sand,
but doing no further damage.
Captain" said the squire, "the
house is quite invisible from the ship.
1t must be the flag they are aiming at.
Would it not be wiser to take il IMP
"Strike my colors!" cried the cap
tain. NO, sir, not l." and, as soon az
he had said the words, think we all
agreed with him. For 1t was not only
piece of stout. seamanly good feeling;
it was good policy besides, and showed
our enemies that we despised their
cannonade.
All through the evening they kept
laundering away. Ball after ball flew
over or fell short, or kicked up the rand
in the Enclosure; but they had &c fire
SO high that the shot fell dead and
buried itself in the soft sand. We had
no richochet to fear; and though one
popped in through the roof of the log
house and out again through the floor,
we soon got used to that sort of horse
play and minded IL no more than
cricket.
"There is one thing about all this"
observed the good captain; "the wood
in front Of us is likely clear. The ebb
has made a good while; our stores
should be uncovered. Volunteers 10 GO
and bring in pork"
Gray and Hunter were the first tc
come forward. Well armed, they stole
out of the stockade, but il proved .
useless mission. The mutineers were
holder than we fancied. or they put
more trust in Israers gunnery. For
four or five of them were busy carry
ing off our stores. and wading out with
them TO one Of the gigs that lay close
by, pulling an oar or so to hold her
steady against the current. Silver was
in the stern-sheets in command; and
every man of them was now provided
with a musket from some secret maya
zine of their own.
The captain sat down TO his log, and
here Is the beginning Of the entry:
| Alexander Smollett. master. David Live
| sey, ships doctor: Abraham Gray, carpen'
ter's- mate; John Trelawney. owner; Jonr
Hunter and Richard Joyce, owners scrv
ants. landsmen-being all that is left faith
full of the ships compsny-with stores for
ten days at short rations, came ashore thi.
day. and flew British colors on the log
house In Treasure island. Thomas Red
ruth. owners servant. landsman, shot BY
the mutineers: James Hawkins, cabin
boy"
And at the same time l was wonder,
ing over poor Jim Hawkins fate.
A hail on the land side.
Somebody hailing u.s." said.Hunter
who was on guard.
Doctor! squire! captain! Halo
Hunter, is that you?" came the cries.
And l ran TO the door in time to SCI
Jim Hawkins, safe and sound, com,
climbing over the stockade.
GTo BE Continued
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