Owingsville outlook. [volume] (Owingsville, Ky.) 1879-192?, 1898-08-25

tallow-faced man, wanting two fingers
who had come first to the Admiral Ben
bow.
oh" | cried. stop him! it's Black
Dog!"
Il don't care two coppers who he Is, ''
cried Silver. But he hasn't paid his
score. Harry. ran and catch bin"
One of the others who was nearest the
door lcaped up and started in pursuit
IF he were Admiral Hawke he shall
pay his score," cried Silver; and then
relinquishing my hand, "who did you
say he was?" he asked. BLACK what?'
Dog. sir" said |. "IIas Mr.. Trelaw.
ney not told you of the buccaneers? lie
was one of them"
800" cried Silver. "In my housei
Zen, run and help Harry. One of those
swahs. was he? Was that YOU drinking
with him, Morgan? Step up here"
The man whom he called Morgan-au
old, gray haired mahogany-faccd sailor
came forward pretty sheepishly. roll
ing his quid.
"Now. Morgan" said Long John, We Y
sternly; 'you never clappcd your cyts
on that BIack-Black Dog before, did
you, now?"
Not I. SIR" said Morgan, with a
salute
"You didn't know his name. did your
"No, sir"
"By the powers, Tom Morgan, it's as
good for you!" exclaimed the landlord
IF you had been mixed up with the
like of that, You would never have put
another foot in my house. you may lay
to that. And what was he saying to
your"
81 don't rightly know, sir" answered
Morgan.
do You call that head on your
shoulders. or a blessed dead-eye?" cried
Long John. Don't rightly know, don,
you? Perhaps you don't happen tc
rightly know who you was speaking to
perhaps? Come now, what was he jaw
ing wages. cap'ns, ships? Pipe up?
What was it?'
Eve was a-talkin' of keel-hauling.'
answered Morgan.
"Keel-hauling, was YOU? and a mighty
suitable thing, too, and you may lay &c
that. Get back TO your place for q
lubber, Tom"
And then. as Morgan rolled back to
his seat, Silver added to me in conf
dental whisper. that was very fatter
ing, as thought:
Hes quite an honest man. Tom Nor.
gan. only stupid. And now" he ran or
again. aloud, lets setback Dog
No. ] don't know the name. not I. Yet
kind Of think rve-yes. I've seen the
swab. He used 70 come here with q
blind beggar, he used"
THAT he did. yop may be sure" said
l. Il knew that blind man, too. His
name was Pew"
at was!" cried Silver, now quite ex
cited. "Pew! That were his name fol
certain. All. he looked a shark. he did
II we run down this Black Dog, now
there'll be news for Cap'n Trelawney!
Ben's a good runner: few seamen run
better than Ben. He should run him
down. hand over hand. by the powers!
He talked o. keel-hauling. did he? II
keel haul HIM"
All the time he was jerking out these
phrases he was stamping up and dowr
the tavern on his crutch, slapping
tables with his hand. and giving such q
show of excitement as would have con
WINGED an Old Bailey judge or Bow
street runner. My suspicious had beer
thoroughly reawakened on finding
Black Dog at the Spyglass, and
watched the cook narrowly. But h
was too deep, and too ready, and toe
clever for me, and by the time the two
men had come back out of breath, ant
confessed that they had lost the tracl
in a crowd, and been scolded like
thieves, l would have gone bail for thu
innocence of Long John Silver.
"Sec here, now, Hawkins" said he
"here's a blessed hard thing on a maj
like me now, amt il? There's Capt.
Trelawney-what's he to think? Her
have this COMPOUNDED son OF n Dutch
man sitting in my own house, drinking
of my own rum! Here you comes an'
tells me of II plain; and here I lie
him give us all the slip before IN,
blessed headlights! Now, Hawkins
you do me justice with the cap'n
You're n lad. you are, but you're a
smart as paint. / see that when yo'
first came in. Now. here il is: Wha
could do. with this old timber hobbl
on? When / was an 4 b master mar
liner I'd have come up alongside of him
hand over hand, and preached him (,
in a brace of old shakes. | would; an,
now"
And then. all of sudden, he stopped
and his jaw dropped rs though he has
remembered something.
THE score," he burst out. "Thre,
goes o. rum! Why. SILVER my tim
bers, il l hadn't forgotten my score!
And, falling on bench. he laughe,
until the tears ran down his cheeks
/ could not help joining; and w
laughed, together. peal after peal, unit
the tavern rang again.
why, what a precious old sea-cal
I ami" he said, at last. wiping hi
cheeks. "You and me should get OF
well, Hawkins, for I'll take my dav,
/ should be rated ships boy. Bu,
come, now, stand by to go about. Thi
won't do. Dooty is dooty. messmates
I'll put on my old cooked hat, and ste
along of You to Cap'n Trelawney. an
report this here affair. For, mind yor
it's serious, young Hawkins; an,
neither you nor mes come out OF !
with what | should make SO bold as t
call credit. Nor you. neither, says you
not smart-none of the pair of us smart
But dash my buttons! that was goo
'un about my score"
And he began to laugh again, an
that so heartily that, though did no
see the joke as he did, was agai
obliged to join him in his mirth.
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