The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1903-08-16

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badly badly lighted Give wondered vaguely
WY WY, . " ~. were ruhhltg away, The nish.
wake wake up presently ana find It MI n drcni'l
II crossed his mind thut, IN his excite
m 1e ne m. might have made q terrible
m li,u Whnt ~ the people he had peer,
Hslng ms t 1f upon were the ola man
ab .st q dangerous 5lunatic to escape?
Quicker, lad, uucker."
IL struck give oven III tho excitement
I or tneir flight, that tho Old mars voice
Ind lost its mad ring.
4. This way, my lad, this way. an!
We re- salie. Give mo your arm, FOR I'm
They passed under an archway and all
was dark. Give could not see an inch
ahead on either side. Tho old man leant
on o., MS q arm and began to ch,ickle softly.
Then door opened, shut with 4 soler1 =
clang, and nc strticl match.
by blake and Drake and Nelson" he
SAID. peerlng into Gives face with his
beady, twsiIhklng eyes, "your figure
heaa needs no painting. Don't be frlght-
ened. I'm sane and sober enough now.
Perhaps I ought to send you away. Where
do you live2'' 5SfS, D, 77
my luck \ +!
"Ah, yes. I'd forgotten. Be careful
how YOU SO up the ladder. I'd better go
first with the CANDLE
Gives head was still in n whirl. 10
see tho old man with knee breeches and
trailing sword mounting neither ladder
nor stairs, but iratllnes that had once be-,
longed to q shlp,Sw enough, and MORE
than enough, to make him think that 1T!
was all d dream. He followed slowly.
Home Mt last, lad
The room Give entered suited tho man.
The first object that: met his view was
n model OF a fully rugged shree-declser
hanging on the wall in glass case.
There were also skins Of snakes. stuffed
birds, carved Elephants tusks. shells,
and go.irds; d!rlss, cutlasses, flintlocks.
dried alligator hides. sharks teeth. and
a. hundred other curios, such as sailors
love to gather. a fire bazcd In the crate,
and on either side Of the hearth q couple
OF little carronades grinned at each
other. III S8t} 5
Have We killed Monkey swayne. mess
mate 2" croaked voice so sepulchral ana
that Give shuddered.
mo. Jim, not get" answered the old
"slit his throat. slit his throat. mess
mate" croaked the voice. XIII Monkey
Swayne. +"
cay. ay, SIR Wen do 1t yet, Jim.
Wen do II yet, never fear" 5
f Drayton discovered then that tho owner
Of the hdeous voice was an ancient
ronades. 1t tucked It's head under one
ragged wing and slumbered. The black.
twnkling eyes were watching Give
again. & $s4
whats your name. lad:" snapped
out the old man. &
"Clive Drayton."'
"Drayton. Drayton? Sink me. but
know the name There was Drayton
with us at the battle Of st. Vincent. when
we pounded the French and Spaniards
Into splnters. He was MILDLY, and a
his name, and bright lad
"My grandfather, Admiral Drayton.
did fight at st. Vincent under Admiral
Jervs." said Give; "but what do you
mean by saying"
Grandson Of Dick Drayton, eh?" al
most shrioked the old man. Thunder
and shrapnel! Let me feel your fist and
look at We. Sure enough, you've got
Dicks eyes and chin. All! those were
days! saw his left wrist shot clean
away, and he roared out to me: They've
other is good enough to maui any six
Of EN- yet. And, as I live. he was first
aboard the Frencher that day."
Give had heard the story Of his grand
fathers heroism before, and here, sit
ting opposite him was man who de-
,lared he had witnessed the incident with
his own eyes. Could 1t be that he had
really shared In the stirring sea fights
Of long ago. or was 1t only the mania OF
4 diseased mind?
Have ye killed Monkey Swayne. mess
nate?" croaked the parrot, awakening
from It's dose.
mot yet Jim. not yet"
"slit his throat, slit his throat, mess
mate. Kill him.
The old man put bottle Of rum and
two glasses on the table. Then, while
Give looked on in amaze. he placed a
little crucible on the fire. The crucible
lead. 1t quickly became molten.
Gives strange host deftly moulGed a
dozen sugs. let them fall with a hiss
Into a bucket OF water. and when they |
were sufficiently cool, he filed Of the |
rough edges.
Then he loaded two pistols to the very |
frightened the flints,l prlmcd the J
pans. and laid the great ugly weapons
beside the rum.
Lad" he said suddenly rye said ye
were poor. Are ye brave?"
II hope So"
Look mo In the eyes. All We can do
hat without a finch. When ~ was such
/ lad as you they whispered my name
WITH "Hlte Ups. Ay, lneyt 4edrei ~ sP"dh
t aloud. Even to this day 1t Is not for
gotten. Shall l tell it ye?"
He leaned forward. his little black
ayes glowing
II am Black Juan Gaskara!"
CHAPTER II.
Il A Tale Too Wild and roo Insane.
The sea had always fascinated Give
or he sprang OF sea-loving stock lie
<new its history well, and there was no
1ame In its pages more famous or ter
'iole than that Of Black Juan Gaskara.
freebooter and pirate. No human fleno
had ever slaughtered and robbed and
'avaged as this monster Of cruelty had
lone. His ship, the Satan. had plllaged
rom Charlestown to Trinidad. She was
! phantom vessel and cluded every at
cmpt to capture her. And then. to-
Yards the close Of the year 1871. Ike a
phantom she had vanished forever
The utter imposslbllity OF It all dawned
Upon Give. To be the dreaded pirate.
he man must have been horn something
Ike hundred and ten years ago, Hc
rled to hide a smile. but the twlnkllng
url Too d. 4 ii U |