Arizona republican., 1899-02-12

 ..IslaDd.& BY ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON CContinued From Yestefday.)
BY ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON
CContinued From Yestefday.)
CHATTER VIII.

AT THE SIGN or THE SPYGLASS.
 When l had done breakfasting, the squire gave me a note addressed to John Silver, at the sign of the Spyglass, and told me 1 should easily find the place by following the line of the docks, and keeping bright outlook for little tavern with q large brass telescope for a sign. I set off, overjoyed at this opp portunity to see some more of the ships and seamen, and picked my way among l a great crowd Of people and carts and bales, for the dock was now ct it's busi est, until l found the tavern in question.
 1t was bright enough little place of entertainment. The sign was newly painted; the windows had neat red curtains; the floor was cleanly sanded. There was q street on either side, and an open GoOr on both. which made the large, low room pretty clear to see in, ill spite Of clouds Of tobacco smoke.
 The customers were mostly seafar ing men; and they talked so loudly that hung at the door, almost afraid to enter.
 As I was waiting, 2 man came out of of side room, and at a glance, I was sure he must be Long John. His left leg was cut off clcse by the hip, and un der the left shoulder he carried crutch which he managed with won Gerfu4 deXterity, hopping about upon it like a bird. He was very tall and strong. with q face as big as a ham plain and pale, but intelligent and smil- ing. Indeed, he seemed in the most cheerful spirits, whistling as he moved about among the tables, with q merry word or a slap on the shoulder for the most favored of his guests.
 Now, to tell you the truths from the very first mention of Long John in Squire Trelawney's letter, had taken fear in ny mind that he might prove to be the very one-legged sailor whom 1 had watched for so long at the old Benbow. But ore look at the man be- fore me was enough. l lad seen the captain, and Black Dog and the blind man Pew, and I thought l knew what buccaneer was Iilc-a very different creature, according to me, from this clean and pIcasant-temrered landlord.
 plucked mp courage at once, crossed the threshold, and walked right up to the man where he stood, prOpped on his crutch, talking to a customer.
 MT. Silver, sir?" asked, holding out the note.
 ''Yes, my lad," said he; "such is my name, to be sure. And who may you bc?" And when he saw the squire's letter. he seemed 10 me to give some thing almost like q start.
 "Oh!" said he, quite aloud, and offer ing his hand, T see. You are our new cabin-boy; pleased ! am to see you"
 And he took my hand in his large firm grasp. i
 Just then one of the customers at the far side rose suddenly and made for the door. It was close by him. and he was out in the street in moment. But his hurry had attracted my notice, and I recognized him at glance. It was the man, wanting two fingers, who had come first to the Admiral Ben bow.
 "Oh." I cried, "stop him! it's Black Dog!"
 "I don't care two coppers who he is," cried Silver. "But he hasn't paid his score. Harry, run and catch him."
 One of the others who was nearest the door leaped up and started in pursuit.
 If he were Admiral Hawke he shall , pay his score,' cried Silver; and then,