Chicago eagle. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1889-19??, 1902-07-19
CHAPTER II.

whats she ADDING Of nowT
"Blubbcring."
"Why, that's what you said yesterday.
She ar'n't been a-blubbcring ever since"
Eyes, she have, Bart; and the day
aforc. and the day afore that. She's done
nothing else"
II hates to see a woman cry" said the
first speaker, as he seated himself on the
edge Of a three legged \table In the low.
ceiled cottage Of old Dell, the smugglcr
"a roughly built place at the head Of one
Of the lonely cOves ON the South Devon
coast. The place was rough, for It had
been built at different times Of wreck
wood which had come ashore; but the
dwelling was picturesque outside, and
quaint, nautical, and deliciously clean
within, where Abel Dell, Mary'y twin
brother, q short, dark young fellow, sin.
gularly like his sister, sat upon an old
sea chest fashioning a netting needle
with big clasp knife, and his brow was
also covered with the lines Of trouble.
He was good.looking, sun-browned
little fellow; and as he sat there In his
big fisher boots, thrust down nearly to
the ankle, and scarlet wOrsted cap up
on his black. crisp curls, his canvas pet.
ticoat and blue shirt made him a study
OF which modern artist would have
been glad; but In the early days Of King
George the First gentlemen Of the pal.
cite and brush did not turn the inhabit-
ants into models, SO Abel Dell had not
been transferred to canvas, and went on
carving his hardwood needle without
looking up at the man called Bart.
There was not much lost, for Barthol.
ov,,asx, vVwtsrlav ne ha 90 nP N0--u ra0L
| err, smuggler, fisherman, sea-dog, any
thing by turn--was about a. ugly an
athletic specimen OF humanity as ever
stepped. Nature and his ancestors had
been very unkind to him In the way Of
features, and accidents by food and light
had marred what required no dishgure'
ment, a fall OF a spar having knocked
his nose sidewise and broken the bridge,
while chop from u sword In SNUG
Cling ARRAY had given him divided up
per lip. In addition he always wore
the appearance Of being ashamed Of his
height, and went about with SLOUGH
that was by no means an attraction to
the fisher girls Of the place.
Jay! II the old man had been alive"
"'Stead O. drowned OF Plymouth Hoo,"
grOwled Bart.
I'm the big Storm" continued Abel.
Polly would have had to swab them
eyes OF hern."
"Ay! And II the old man had been
alive. that snapper-dandy captain, with
his boots and swkord, would have had to
sheer off, Abel, lad"
"'Stead O. coming jerry.sneaking about
her when he was at SEA, Ell, Bart"
"'rhem's true words" growled the big,
ugly fellow.
There was pause, during which Abel
carved away diligently. and Bart watch
cd him intently. with his hands deep in
his pockets.
TITS all of, arn't It. mate?" said Bart,
at last.
"Ay, it's all off," said Abel; and there
was another pause.
''Think there'd be any chance for q
man now? S'pose not" with a sigh.
you see. I'm such hugly one, Abel,
lad"
"You are, Bart. There's no denying it,
mate; You are"
"Ay! A regular right-down hugely one,
But thought as p'r'haps as her heart
were soft and sore, she might feel little
tort man whose heart also was very
soft and sore."
"Try her. then. mate. I'll 50 and tell
her you're here"
"Nay, nay, don't do that, man." whis'
pered the big fellow, hOarseiy. II burst
ent ask her again. tn have to come
from her this time"
"Not It. Ask her. Bart. She likes
you."
"Ay. she likes me. bless her. aud she's
allus got kind word for fellow III
wishes almost a. he was her dog"
"What's the good O. that, lad? Better
be her man."
"Ay, Of course; but IL you can't be heI
man, why not be her dog? The you'd
pat your head and pull your ears; tUt
allus Ssels - u she'd never pat my heal