Daily camera., 1901-08-21

you. II It's Only fasa piece Of lntivllit,
like tonight, I'll take eifectua1 meani
to have you hunted down and routed
out OF this. Let that suffice"
Soon after DIR. Livcsey's horse came
to the door. and he rode away; but the
captain held his peace that evening, and
for many evenings to come.
| CHAPTER II.
BLACK DOG APPEARS AND DIsAP.
PEARS.
1t was not long after this that there
| occurred the first of the mysterious
events that rid us at last of the captain,
though not, as you VIII see, of his af-
fairs. 1t was bitter, cold winter, with
long, hard frosts and heavy gales; and
it was plain from the first that my poor
father was little likely to see the
| spring. He sunk daily and my mother
and had all the inn upon our hands,
and were kept busy enough without
| paying much regard to our unpleasant
| guest.
1t was one January morning, very
early-a pinching, frosty morning
the cove all gray with hoar-frost, the
ripple tapping softly on the stones, the
sun How, and only touching the hill
tops and shining far to seaward. The
captain had risen earlier than usual,
and set out down the beach, his cutlass
cx,rt y, ln TT, of
the old blue coat, his brass telescope
under his arm, his hat tilted back upon
his head. l remember his breath hang
ing like smoke in his wake as he strode
of, and the last sound I heard of him.
ms he turned the big rock, was q loud
snort of indignation, us though his
mind was still running upon DR.. Live
sey.
We'll, mother was upstairs with ia
ther; and / was laying the breakfast
table against the captains return,
when the parlor door opened, and
man stepped in on whom had never
set my eyes before. He was pale, tai
lowy creature, wanting two fingers on
the left hand; and. though he wore
cutlass, he did not look much like a
fighter. | had always my eyes open
for seafaring men, with one leg or two,
and i remember this one puzzled me.
He was not sailorly, and yet he had a
smack of the sea about him, too.
asked him what was for his service,
and he said he would take rum;
but as was going out of the room to
fetch ii he sat down upon table and
motioned to me to draw near. paused
where l was with my napkin in my
hand.
Come here, sonny" says he. Come
nearer here"
took a step nearer.
us this here table for my mate
BillY' he asked, with kind OF leer.
i told. him | did not know his mate
Bill; and this was for q person who
stayed in our house, whom we called
the captain.
WELL" said he, "my mate Bill would
be called the captain as like as not He
has cut on one check, and mighty
pleasant way with him, particularly in
drink. has my mate Bill. Wen put it,
for argument like, that your Captain
has a cut on one cheek-and Wen put
it, II you like, that that cheeks the
right one. All, well! / told you.
Now, is my mate Bill in this here
house?'
told Lin he was out walking.
which way. sonny? Which way is
he gomez
And when had pointed out the rock
and told him how the captain was like
ly TO return, and how soon, and an
swered a few other questions, "Ah,"
said he, "thisll be as good as drink to
my mate Bill"
The expression of his face as he said
these words was not at all pleasant.
and l had my own reasons for think
ing that the stranger was mistaken,
even supposing he meant what he said.
But il was no affair OF mine, thought;
and, besides, it was difficult to know
what to do. The stranger kept hang
ing about just inside the inner door,
pecring around the corner like a eat
waiting for mouse, OneeI stepped out
myself into the road, but he immediate
ly called me back, and, us did not obey
quick enough for his fancy, a most hor-
ribie change came over his tallowy
face, and he ordered me in, with an
oath that made me jump.
AS soon us | was back again he re-
turned to his former manner, half
fawning, half sneering, patted me on
the shoulder, told me was q good boy,
and he lad taken quite fancy to me,
Il have son Of my own" said he, 'as
like you as two blocks, and he's all .h.ie
pride Of my art. But the great thing
for boys is discipline, sonny-discip-
line. Now. II you had sailed along of
Bill, you wouldn't have stood there to
be spoke to twice-not you, That was
never Bills way, nor the way Of such as
sailed with him. And here, sure
enough, is my mate Bill. with a spy
glass under his arm, bless his old art,
to be sure, You and nell just go back
into the parlor, sonny. and get behind
the door, and Wen give Bill little sur
prise-bless his art, say again"
So saying the stranger backed along
with me into the parlor, and put me be-
hind him in the corner, so that we were
both hidden by the open door. / was
very uneasy and alarmed. as you may
fancy, and 1t rather added to my fears
to observe that the stranger was GER
tainly frightened himself. He cleared
the hilt of his cutlass and looscned the
blade in the sheath; and all the time
we were kept waiting there he kept
swallowing as if he felt what we used
70 call lump in tho throat.
At last in strobe the captain, slammed
the door behind him, without looking to
the right or left, and marched straight
across the room 70 where his breakfast
awaited hiA.
<"Bill," said the stranger, in voice
that I thought he had tried to make
bold and big.
The captain spun round on his heel
and fronted US, All the brown had gone
out of his face, and even his nose was
blue; he had the look Of man who
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