Daily camera., 1901-08-26
gentleman Of ssftdhs I never slapped

my eyes on"
BY this time had begun to under.
stand the meaning OF their terms. BY
a gentleman of fortune" they plainly
meant neither more nor less than u
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.
"Dick's square," said Silver.
"Oh, l knowcd 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 here" he went on, "here's what /
want to know, Barbecue-how long are
we a-going to stand of and on like a
blessed bum-boat? I've had Almost
enough O. Cap'n Smollett; he's hazed
me long enough, by thunder! ! want
to gointo that cabin, do. Iwant their
pickles and wines, and that"
Israel" said Silver, "your head amt
much account. nor ever was. But
you're able to hear, l reckon; least
ways, your ears is big enough. Now,
here's what l say-you'll berth for
ward, and you'll live hard, and you'll
speak soft, and you'll keep sober, till
l give the word; and you may lay to
that, my son."
well, don't say no, do II" growled
the cockswain. What say is, when ?
That's what l say
when! by the pewers!" cried Silver.
well, now, if you want to know. I'll
tell you when. The last moment can
manage; and that's when. Here's a
first rate seaman, Cap'n Smollett, sails
the blessed ship for us. Here's this
squire and doctor with n map and such
IL don't know where it is, do l? No
more do you. says you. Well, then, I
mean this squire and doctor shall find
the stuff, and help us to get it aboard,
by the powers. Then we'll see. II l
was sure Q: 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,
l should think" said the lad Dick.
"We're all fok's'le hands, you mean" !"
snapped Silver. 1--WE can steer course.
but who's to set one? That's what all
you gentlemen split on. first and last.
II l had my way. I'd have Cap'n Smol-
lett work us back into the trades, at
least; then we'd have no blessed mis-
calculations and spoonful of water a
day. But know the sort you are. I'll
finish with 'em on the island, as soon's
the blunts on board, and pity it is.
But you're never happy till you're
drunk. Split my sides, I've a sick heart
to sail with the likes Of you!"
Easy all, Long John." cried Israel
who's a-crossin' Of you?"
"Why. how many tall ships, think ye
now, have seen laid aboard? and how
many brisk lads drying in the sun al
Execution Dock?" cried Silver; "and al
for the same hurry and hurry ant
hurry. You hear me? seen thing
or two at sea, l have. II you would
on'y lay your course, and o pint te
windward, you would ride in carriages
you would. But not you! know you
You'll have your mouthful OF rum TO
morrow, and go hang"
Everybody know'd you was kint
Of chapling, John; but there's other:
rs could hand and steer as well as you,
said Israel. They liked bit o fun
they did. They wasn't SO high and dry
nohow, but took their fling, like joll,
companions every one
.So?" says Silver. We'll. and wher,
are they now? Pew was that sort, ane
he died beggar-man. Flint was, ant
he died Of rum at Savannah. All, they
was a sweet crew. they was! on'y, where
are they?"
But" asked Dick, when we do lay
'em athwart, what are we to do witt
'en, anyhow"
There's the man for mel" cried tn,
cook. admiringIy. That's what cal
business. Well. what would you think
Put 'cm ashore like maroons? Tha'
would have been England's way. o.
cut 'em dawn like that much pork
That would have been Flint's or Bill,
Bones"
"Billy was the man for that" sale
Israel. Dead men don't bite says he
Well. he's dead now, hisself; he know,
the long and short on it now; and i
ever a rough hand come to port, it wa
Billy"
Right you are" said Silver, 'rougf
and ready. But mark you here; I'm al
easy man-rm quite the gentleman
says you; but this time it's serious
Dooty is dooty. mates. I give my vot'
death. When I'm in parlyment ant
riding in my coach. l don't want nom
of these sea-lawyers in the cabin aeon
ing home, unlocked for, like the devil a
prayers. Wait. is what say; but whe,
the time comes, why. let her rip!"
John" cried the cockswain. ''you'r'
. mani"
you'll say so, Israel, when You see,
said Silver. only one thing claim