Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1902-05-10

and you'll please regard me as your
captain until further notice"
He looked at me sourly enough, but
said nothing. Some Of the color had
come back into his cheeks, though he
still looked very sick and still contin-
ued to slip out and settle down as the
ship banged about.
by the by" / continued. II can't
have these %colors,, Mr.. Hands: and by
your leave I'll strike 'em. Better none
than these"
And, again lodging the boom, / ran
TO the color lines, hauled down their
cursed black flag, and chucked 1t over
board.
God save the king!" said /, waving
my cap: al there's an end to cap
tain Silver"
He watched me keenly and slyly, his
chin all the while on his breast.
II reckon he said at last-"1 reckon,
Cap'n Hawkins, youth kind Of want to
get ashore. now, S'pose we talks"
why, yes say l, with all my
heart, Mr.. Hands. Say on" And l
went back TO my meal with a good
appetite.
''This man. he began. nodding feeb-
ly at the corpse-"O'Brien were his
name-a rank Irelander-this man and
me got the canvass on her, meaning for
TO sail her back. Well, he's dead now,
he is-as dead as bilge; and who's to
sail this ship, l don't see. Without L
give you n hint, o amt that man,
as far's | can tell. Now, look here, you
gives me food and drink, and n old
scarf or ankecher to tie my wound up,
you do: and Ill tell you how 10 sail
her: and that's about squar all
round, / take It,"
I'm tell you one thing" SAYS 1: I'm
not going back to Captain Kidd's an
Chorage. / mean TO get into North In
let, and beach her quietly there"
ITO be sure you did, " he cried. why.
/ amt sich an Internal lubber, after
all. l can see, can't /? I've tried my
fling, / have, and I've lost, and it's
you has the wind of me. North inlet?
Why, 1 haven't no chico, not L! I'd
help o sail her up the Execution
dock, by thunder! so / would
Well, as IT seemed to me, there was
some sense In this. We struck our Bar
gain on the spot. In three minutes /
had the ~"Hispanlola" sailing easily be-
fore the wind along the coast Of Treas
ure island, with good hopes OF turning
the northern point ere noon, and beat
ing down again as far as North inlet
before high water, when we might
beach her safely, and wait till the sub
siding tide permitted us to land.
Then / dashed the tiller and went be-
low TO my own GleSt, Wlere i got Il sou
silk handkerchief OF my mothers,
With this, and with my aid. Hands
bound up the great bleeding stab he
had received i'm the thigh, and after he
had eaten q little and had q swallow OF
two more of the brandy, he began &c
pick up ylsibly, sat straighter up, spoke
louder and clearer. and looked in every
a another man.
The breeze served us admirably. We
SKINNED before Il like a bird, the
coast of the island flashing by, and the
view changing every minute. Soon we
were past the high lands and bowling
beside low sandy country, sparsely dot,
ted with dwarf pines, and soOn we wer,
beyond that again, n had turned thC
corner Of the rocky Hill hat ends thC
island on the north.
| was greatly elated with my new
command, and pleased with the bright
sunshiny weather and these differen
prospects OF the coast. / had now
plenty OF water and good things to eat
and my conscience, which had smittel
me hard for my desertion, was quiete,
by the great conquest l had made.
should, | think, have had nothing lief
me TO desire but for the eyes Of TIT
cocksWain as they followed me derisive
ly about the deck, and the odd smil,
that appeared continually on his face
1t was a smile that had in 1t something
both Of pain and Weakness bag
gard, old mans smile. but there was
besides that, a grain Of derision,
shadow Of treaChery, in his expression
as he Craftily watched, and watched
, and watched me at work.