The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1898-01-15

"oh," replied George, you don't be
under no kind of apprehension; were
all square, we are. First, you've made
Il hash of this cruisa-youll be bold
man to say no to that. Second, you let
the enemy out O this here trap for MOTH
ing. Why did they want out! ldunno:
but it's pretty plain they wanted it.
Third, you wouldn't let us go at them
upon the march. Oh, we see through
you, John Silver; you want to play
booty, that's what's wrong with you.
And then, fourth, there's this here boy"
"Is that all?" asked Silver, quietly.
Enough, too," rctorted George.
well all swing and sun dry for your
bungling."
"Wcll, now, look here, I'll answer
these four p'ints; one after another IN
answer 'em. I made q hash O. this
cruise, did L? Well, now, you all know
what I wanted; and you all know, if
that had been done, that we'd "a been
aboard the 'Hispaniola' this night as
ever was, every man of us alive, and fit.
and full of good plum-dutf, and the
treasure in the hold of her, by thunder!
Well, who crossed me? Who forced my
hand, as with the lawful cap'n? Who
tipped me the black spot the day we
landed and began this dance? All, it's
mighty fine dance-Im with you
therc-and looks mighty like horn
pipe in a ropes end at Execution Dock
by London town, it does. But who done
it? Why, it was Anderson and Hands,
and you, George Merry! And you're the
last above board of that same mcddling
crew; and you have tho Davy Jones'
insolence to up and stand for cap'n over
me-you, that sunk the lot of us! BY
the powers! but this tops the stiffcst
yarn to nothing"
Silver paused, and could sec by the
faces of George and his companions
that these words had not been said in
vain.
'"That's for number one" cried the
accused, wiping the sweat from his
brow. for he had been talking with
vchcnence that shook the house.
"Why, 1 give you my word, Tn sick to
speak to you. You've neither sense nor
memory, and leave it 10 fancy where
your mother was that let you come to
sea. Sea! Gentlemen o. fortune!
reckon tailors is your trade"
go on, john" said Morgan. Speak
up to the Others"
"Ah, the others!" returned John.
They're nice lot, amt they? You say
this cruise is bungled! All! by gum,
if you could understand how bad it's
bungled, you would see! We're that
near the gibbet that my neck's stiff
with thinking on it. You've seen 'en,
maybe, hanged in chains, birds about
'em, seamen Printing 'em out as they
go down with the tide. Who's that?'
says one. That! Why, that's John Sill.
YER. 1 knowcd him well,' says another.
And you can hear the chains a-jnngle as
you go about and reach for the other
buoy. Now, that's about where we are,
every mothers son of us, thanks to
him and Hands, and Anderson, and
other ruination fools of you. And if you
want to know about number four and
that boy, why, shivcr my timbcrs! isn't
he hostage? Arc VIC goingt to waste
q hostage? No, net us; he might
be our last chance, and 1 shouldn't
wonder. Kill that boy? Not me, mates!
And number three? All, well, there's
deal to say to number three. Maybe
you don't count it nothing to have real
college doctor come to see you every
day-you, John, with your head broke
or you, George Merry, that had the
aguc shakes upon you not six hours
agonc, and has your eyes the color of
lemon peel to this same moment on the
clock? And maybe, perhaps, you didn't
know there was q consort coming,
cither?' But there is, and not so long
till then; and Well see who'll be glad to
have Il hostage when it comes to that.
And as for number two, and why I
made bargain-wcll, you came crawl.
ing on your knees to me to make ton
your knees you came, you was that
down-heartcd- you'd have starved
too, if hadn't-but that's trifle! YOU
look there-that's why!"
And he cast down upon the floor a
paper that instantly recognized-none
other than the chart on yellow paper,
with three red crosses, that had found
in the oilcloth at the bottom of the cap
tain's chest. Why the doctor had given
it to him was more than could fancy.
But if it were inexplicable to me the
appearance of the chart was incredible
to the surviving mutineers. They
1eaped upon it like eats upon a mouse.
1t went from hand to hand, one tear
ing it from another; and by the oaths
and the cries and the childish laughter
with which they accompanied their ex-
animation, you would have thought, not
only they were lingering the very gold,
but were at sea with it, besides, in
safety.
eyes," said one, "thats Flint, sure
enough. J. f., and a score below, with
Glove hitch to it, so he doneever.'
''Mighty pretty" said George. "But
how arc we to get away with it, and US
70 ship?"
Silver suddenly sprung up, and sup
porting himself will. hand against
the wall: "Now, I give you warning,
George" he cried. "One more word OF
your sauce, and I'll call you down and
fight you. How? Why, how do know?
You had ought to tell me that-you
ard the rest, that lose me my schooner.
with your interference, burn you!
But not you, you can't; you hain't got
the invention of coclsroach But civil
you can speak, and shall, George Merry,
you may lay to that
'That's fair enow," said the old man