The Newtown bee. (Newtown, Conn.) 1877-current, 1902-11-28

quainted with his mode of argument
to commit herself on this point. So
she simply smiled. But her husband
plunged on. "Twizzle has turned
Englishmann'
"Nop' exclaimed his wife.
"You bet he has, and he's done it for
money. tell you, Mrs Van, he'll re-
greet it. You see if he DON'T"
II don't believe I understand, she
interjected.
"It's this way" he explained,
"Twizzle's been running the Pudsey
Dawson. Not much of job, that,
and told him so. Now he gets a
chance to take Britsher; he turns in
his American papers and trots out
English ones. Twizzle," the captain
concluded, solemnly, ''is master of the
British ship Dom Paul"
There was silence. Mrs Van felt
that crime had been committed al.
most within her domestic circle, ano
she dreaded further disclosures
Presently her husband, having dragged
on his boots, rose to go out. 'I'm just
going down to see how the loading OF
the Emperor is getting on. Mebbe III
drop around and congratulate Twizzlt
on his new craft"
"Now, Van," urged his wife, 'don'1
go and get all heated up over Mr. Twiz
zle's doings.'
"Hes too provoking" said the cap
tain, Grossly.
81 know" said Mrs Van, with rare
lack of wisdom, ''but he always get
the better of you"
There was snort of disgust and tn
door slammed.
AS Capt Van Olinda progressed dow
into Market street his thought raj
busily upon the new turn in the for
tunes of Samuel TwiZzle. He remem
bered with frowns that intimidatet
even belated newsboys) the variou
times that his quondam mate hat
worsted him; his frowns faded whe1
the unpleasant memories blended witt
the old, ineradicable feeling that
man always has for another who ha
been faithful 'shipmates" to him
Indeed had it not been for that ur
pardonable detection from the flag
Van Olinda would undoubtedly hav
gone with the frankest good will an
congratulated Twizzle upon his ne,
command.
AS he mounted the side of the Oo1
Paul-it lay in the stream-he care
fully formed his face into an eXpressio
of plying scorn. Capt Twlzzle was O
the bridge-deck, cooking his eyes alo
: to get the "set' of his slender riggin,
Though he saw the skipper of the En-
: peror, he did not alter his position, b,
reached out his hand. There W;
nothing for Van Olinda to do but a
vance as a subject in the presence of
r majestic sovereign and accept the pro
fered grasp.
''Glad to see you on decent Graf
TwiZzle," said Van Olinda, cordial
Samuel Twizzle ran his eye dow
the foremost to the deck, along tt
, rail to the break of the bridge, ar
;. rested it on his former chief withol
T. response.
n "I'm sorry to see that red rag al
Twizzle," continued Van Olinda, vii
a note of severity.
IS '"That's the British ensign,' e
J. planned Twizzle, calmly.
ic occoptoH tho rnaCtar
h the Emperor, as though he had dit
!, Guilty in recognizing it..
r. ever see it before"
Van Olinda stared thoughtfully
g the Berkeley, just sweeping by
is the ferry-sip, and pulled his mustacl
le "Why, yes, come to think about it,
lie have seen it. l pass a lot of que
1t craft on the voyage to Yokohama, a
l believe l did see a couple of Unit
t States mule transports flying til
Id flag"
It Twizzle smiled gently in answ'
- The other caught himself up and APP
d, ogized. 81 didn't mean to slur 20
trade, but didn't know at first tn
you were in the mule business. ]
offense meant"
"None taken," said Twizzle, am
ID bly,.
Van Olinda tried another tao
elbow dye like being the subject
" the queen. TwiZzle?"
No answer.
p. "IJnited States not good enOugh?''