The Saint Paul globe., 1900-03-26

ly Come Up" whilst the sailors sprang
ABOUT IN glowing glee, and the scarlet in
the west deepencd into a rusty red.
DO you suffer from attacks Of the
Kind, sir|' inquired Hardy.
10 tell you the truth" responded the
captain, with a peculiar smile, keeping
MS gaze fastened on the forecastle, IL
mad one just now. The left side grew i'm
Fortunate in nonsense; the right side was
all right and quite understood that things
were wrong. The trouble was preceded
by curious beating of the heart in the
ear. 1t sounded as though a wooden leg
was holloWly tramping round the gal
leries of the brain-thump thump, thump!
1t was like the noise of wooden leg
coming into theater when some actress
OF genius has stilled the house into
breathlessness by her Witchery."
This man is mad" thought Hardy
He would never converse with me in
this fashion is his head wasn't in two"
The drum and fife ceased. Johnny, see
ing his father, came running aft, and
the Newfoundland trotted by his side
1t was four bells, and the sun vanished
as the metal chimes trembled away to
sea; the breeze slightly freshened on
sudden, a sound of foam arose like the
song of eln champagne glass held to
the ear; delicate StrcahS OF white flash
ed about the ocean breast in the twi-
light like some milky wings of sea BIRDS
the ship strained a little aloft and har-
dened her breasts, and stars of the east
shone upon the dark brow of the soaring
night.
The breeze blew with a little edge, but
1t was still the dog watches, and the sail
ors, though abruptly deprived of the drum
in which they delighted, started on an
other dance to Dicky's merry and eX-
cellent whistling.
Father, Sailor likes dancing" said
Johnny.
"All sailors like it," answered the cap
tain, STOPPING to press his lips to the
ch1ld's forehead. Cut below now, my
darling, you and the drum, and put it
away and wait for me- l shant be long,
and then We'll go to supper"
The boy, with the obedience of man
of-war's man, saluted Hardy with a flour
ish of his little fist to his golden curls,
ran to the companion-way and vanished,
and the noble Newfoundland vanished
with him.
There is no weather in the glass; said
the captain. 'if this breeze freshens We
shall make up for fost time. You'll not
spare her, Mr., Hardy"
mo, sir"
"Those are my orders to the sdcond
mate. l want to maintain the reputation
OF this ship; the freighters love her l
time it, and so tacks and sheets are bound
to so; but I'll make a bold fight for old
tradition" he cried in a curious tone of
enthusiasm, "and what we can't carry
We'll drag"
The second mate had come on deck at
four bells, and was pacing to leeward
in the deeper shade that dyed the atmos-
phere there when the freshening of the
breeze heeled the ship. There was moth
ing particularly noticeable in this man,
of whom fair sight could be caught as
he passed through the area of light dif-
fused in the cabin lamp, which was burn
ing in brilllance under the skylight. He
was pale-faced and fat of cheek, very
light eyes, lashes like white silk, yellow
hair, and great ears which stood out in
eager bearing as though they sought to
catch everything which was said. He was
dressed in blue serge and a cap, and this
was his first voyage in the ship. So the
captain and the two mates We're sailing
the York for the first time in their lives.
1t was Hardys watch below; he cross
ed to the second mate, gave him the
course and SO forth, and descended into
the cabin. Little Johnny, without his
drum, was sitting on a locker talking to
Sailor, who was looking lovingly up into
his face, and often the bright-haired little
chap glanced at the cabin servant who
was preparing the table for supper The
York had been built to carry cargo; she
was not a passenger ship, though at
pinch accommodation might have been
found for three or four persons, friends
OF the owners, say, or people to whom the
next ship sailing with immediate dispatch
might be supreme need. In this age
they would probably equip such a vessel
with q deck house for the master and
mates. Her cabin was small and COM
Portable, very plain, with seawardly
look that suggested sturdiness, very diff
ferent cabin from the luxurious interior
of the GEalnis Castle: A few berths stood
aft, and these were occupied by the mas
ter and mate, and one was pantry.
Hardy stopped to speak to Johnny.
You play your drum splendidy,' said
he. But what's the good of a drum if
you're going to be a sailor, sonny?"
III play the drum when the bo'sun
plays the whistle, answered Johnny,
manfully. And it will make the sailors
quicker in running up aloft'
$50 it will" answered. fardy, laughing
heartily, for the image submitted by the
boys words tickied his fancy-a bo'sun
piping "All hands!' down the forescut-
| tie, and the captain at the break of the
| poop beating thunder out of a drum to
| hurry the men to the reef-tackles!
He fingered little to talk to the boy,
! for it charmed him to look into the
| sweet, nduOSOUno lace with It's afcl
| eyes; twas as giaddening to his heart
as the song of a bird or the scent of a
nosegay and somehow the child always
| put tender thoughts of Julia Armstrong
| into his head by the sheer charm of his
| smile. He caressed the newfoundland
| whilst he talked to the little lad, and then
| went to his cabin to change his coat and
| brush his hair for supper, musing over
| much, but particularly over his last talk
| with the captain, who never before in
| the channel or after had spoken so oddly
| or looked so strangely. "If the man is
| off his head" he thought my respon-
| sibilities will be enormous" for he per-
| fectly understood the position that COM
| mand confers upon the shpmaster; he
| was God Almighty aboard; mad or not
| mad, his orders must be obeyed; he could
| steer the ship to the devil and clap the
| mates in irons for interfering, and un-
| less the crew mutinled--which few crews
| burst do, knowing how heavily the law
presses upon seamen, even though they
| are able to justify their actions-they
mands, though the fires of hell should
| be visible right ahead past the horizon
| Thus Hardy unused whilst he changed
| his coat and brushed his hair and he
also thought of Julia Armstrong and
wondered how she was faring, and what
| progress her ship had made.
The Glamis Castle had hauled out of
| dock five days before the York had sailed
| She had slept upon the silent stream of
! the Thames one night, and early next
| morning was taken in tow by a tug
which released her off Dungeness; then
| with the stateliness of a frigate she
| broke into a sunshine of canvas, and, if
the wind had prospered her, she should
be some 500 miles ahead of the York. But