Arizona republican., 1899-02-14

| aflCat, was Hints; the dcVl himself
 would have been feared to go to sea
 with them. Well, now, tell you, I'm not 2 boasting man, and you seen
 yourself how easy keep company; for
 when I was quartermaster. lambs
 wasn't the word for Flint's old buc-
 cancers. Af, you may be sure of your
 self in old Johns ship"
 Well, 1 tell you row," replied the
 lad, T didn't half quarter like the job till I had this talk with you, John; but
 there's my hand On it now
 And q brave lad you were, and
 smart, too" answered Silver, shaking
 hands so heartily that all the barrel
 shook, and q finer figure-head for q
 gentleman of fortune 1 never clapped
 my eyes On."
 By this time I had begun to under
 stand the meaning of their terms. By ''gentleman of fortune" they plainly meant neither more nor less than common pirate, and the little scene that I had overheard was the last act
 in the corruption of one of the honest
 hands-perhaps of the last one left aboard. But on this point was soon to be relieved, for Silver giving little whistle, third man strolled up, and sat down by the party.
 Dicks square, said Silver
 'Oh, I knowed Dick was square," returned the voice of the cockswain, Israel Hands. Hes no fool. is Dick" And he turned his quid and spat. But, look hcre," he went on, here's what I want to know, Barbecue-hCw long are we a-going to stand off and on like a blessed bum-boat? I've had almost enough O Cap'n Smollett; he's hazed me long enough, by thunder! I want to go into that cabin, do. want their pickles and wines, and that"
 Israel" said Silver, your head ain't much account, nor ever was. But you're able to hear, I reckon; least ways, your cars is big enough. Now, here's what I say-you1n berth for ward, and you'll live hard, and you'll speak soft, and you'll keep sober, till I give the word; and you may lay to that, my son.
 Well. I don't say no, do I?" growled the cockswain. What I say is, when? That's what I say
 ''When! by the powers!" cried Silver. "Well, now, if you want to know, I'll tell you when. The last moment I can manage; and that's when. Here's first rate seaman, Cap'n Smollett, sails the blessed ship for us. Here's this squire and doctor with q map and such II don't know where it is, do I? No more do you, says you. We'll. then, mean this squire and doctor shall find the stuff, and help Us to get it aboard. by. the powers. Then we'll sec If I was sure of you all, sons of double Dutchmen, I'd have Cap'n Smollett navigate us halfway back again before I struck
 "Why, we're all seamen aboard here, I should think,' said the lad Dick.
 ''We'rc all foksle hands, you mean.'' snapped Silver. 'VVe can steer a course, but who's to set one? That's what all you gentlemen split on, first and last | If I had my way, I'd have Capn Smol- ! lett work us back into the trades, at least; then we'd have no blessed mis- ! and q spoonful of water iay. But 1 know the sort you are. I'll finish with 'em on the island, as soon's the blunt's on board, and a pity it is. But you're never happy till you're drunk. Split my sides, I've sick heart to-sail with the likes of you!"
 ''Easy all, Long John," cried Israel. ''Who's a-crcssin' of you?"
 why, how many tall ships, think ye. now, have I seen laid aboard? and how many brisk lads drying in the sun at Execution Dock?" cried Silver; land all for the same hurry and hurry and hurry. You hear me? 1 seen a thing pr two at sea, I have. If you would on'y lay your course, and pint to you would ride in carriages, you would. But not you! ! know you. You'll have your mouthful of rum to- and go hang"
 Everybody know'd you was kind of a chapling, John; but there's others IS could hand and steer as well as you," said Israel. "They liked a bit O fun, they did. They wasn't so high and dry. but took their fling, like jolly companions every oEe."
 "So?" says Silver. Well, and where Ire they now? Pew was that sort, and le died beggar-man. Flint was, and le died of rum at Savannah. An, they vas a sweet crew, they was! on'y, where Ire they?"
 But" asked Dick, "when we do lay em athwart, what are we to do with em, anyhow?"
 There's the man for mel" cried the ,ook, admirlngly. That's what I call business. Well, what would you think? Put 'cm ashore like nlarcons? That would have been England's way. Or ut 'em dawn like that much pork? That would have been Hints or Billy 3ones'" .
 Billy was the man for that" said .srael. "'Dead men don't bite says he. We'll. he's dead now. hisscIf; he knows he long and short on it now; and if ver q rough hand come to port, it was Billy"
 Right you are," said Silver, trough : nd ready. But mark you here; I'm an asy man-I'nl quite the gentleman,