Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1904-02-12

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sir" said a calm voice at his elbow.
which made him start. And she is
now commanded by Captain John
Paul Jones. at your service. l shall
be glad TO supply you with a yardarm.
If you have need of one. my lord"-
Good Coo" said the old man, turn
ing to Jones. And the RiChard?'
I'VE sunk her. sir" answered Pear
son, but it was useless"
"You have done well, Captain Pear
son." said the admiral. Here Is evil
dence of the fight you made. Never
fear; you shall receive reward. Twas
defeat as noble rs capture"
aye" said Captain Jones. II can
bear witness to the desperate nature Of
the resistance. Twas such as l have
never met before in twenty battles on
the sea-"
Pearson, my-my-son"- said the
admiral huskily. How did lie bear
himself in the fght?
"Well and nobly, sir. as I Gun tes-
tfy." added Pearson.
81. too" said Jones' II saw him.
Twas he who led your boarders, Cap
tain Pearson. when they tried to sweep
our decks"
"And is he well?" said the old adj
miral. striving to school himself into
composure. THAT charge, you know.
Pearson. l think we need not press
1t now" he added.
mo, not now, nor ever, sir" said
Pearson mournfully. Compose your
self, my dear admiral; he
Il am veteran" said the admiral
Il have looked death in the face for
fifty years. Speak plainly. You would
say that he is dead.
mot yet SIR" answered Jones
gently.
where is he? Take me to him."
"He lies aft there on the quarter
deck, SIR"
The little group around the dying
man made way for the old admiral. He
knelt down on the deck opposite Eliz-
abeth, not needing the others, and
gazed long and earnestly In the face Of
the dying officer.
1.-The last Of his line" he murmured,
land he is goner' A single tear
| trickled down the weather beaten
cheek and splashed upon the face of
the young man. evil he live to know
me, think your said the admiral sim.
ply to the surgeon
II think 80, yes" replied the physi.
clan. AS II. he had heard the question
Coventry opened his eyes. There was
recognition in them.
Father" he murmured family.
my boy-my boyw said the admiral
bowling his head and striving, manlike
but in vain. to conceal his emotion.
"You told me-not to see you-again
1 tried to obey" said Coventry faint
ly. 1.-THE charge
have done nobly. Captain Pearson
says, and fought like hero. You are
forgiven. 1 commend you" said the
old man, catching his other hand.
"Ah, So" said Coventry. smiling
YEARLY. Now 1 must co.
NOl yet. CTlcO Tie duIulIdI.
"I-my lord said the young man
wandering again. may it please the
| court-may 1t please the court he
struggled for breath. Lift me up"
he said.
"'Twill he his end" said the doctor
lifting warning finger.
Lift me up- cried the dying mar
more strongly than before. The ad
miral nodded. The young Irishmar
lifted him little.
"Higher!" he cried. O'Neill lifted
him to sitting position.
Not guilty, my lord" said the young
man resolutely in n loud. clear voice
throwing his arms out before him and
still smiling. The blood gushed from
his lips. and when they laid him bach
his plea was heard In that higher
court before which tbe rich and the
poor must all finally avpear. before
which the admiral o<A the sailor
equally must plead.
1.-The Lord gave, and the Lord hath
taken away; blessed be the name OF
the Lord" said the chaplain Of the
Scraps reverently. The men stood
around him in a silence broken only
by the woman's sobs.
HE has died like a hero. SIR" said
Jones at last, removing his hat, land
I venture to say that no one of his
gallant race In all the years Of theiI
history has ever made a better end"
"Ah," said the admiral, rising and
mournfully regarding the little group
Elizabeth praying by the side Of hi.
son and ONeill still supporting hi
head, Il made my plans. l tempted
this honorable gentleman to do {
shameful thing. He refused, and 4
has all come back upon me. I've
wrought my own undoing. gentlemen
The hand Of God has worked his will
not mine. am punished: l au over
ruled. He has written this old mar
childless. 60 down to my grave alou,
| forever alonev'
mot So" answered O'Neill. rising
"You have Elizabeth. Let me, too
Peace, sir!' said the old man, wav
Ing him back. 'The young cling to
gether-think Of each other-there 1,
nothing left for the old. Our ways liz
apart. bear you in no unkindness; ]
wish you well. Elizabeth, I had hoped
to call You daughter. Twas my OWL
pride defeated the wish. May you b<
happy with this honest gentleman! HI
deserves you even as did this, my son.
my father-my father cried thu
girl. catching his hand.
The old man shook his head: his lin,
trembled. Gray faced and broken, all
his years upon him, he turned away
unsteadily. as II to 60 to his barge.
stop, sirg' cried Pearson. You for
get we are not in possession Of thu
ship. We are prisoners," he whispered
"Ah, yes" said the admiral; II hat
forgotten It Well, It matters little t.
me. Captain Jones'" he continued
turning to the little Scotsman and
proffering his sword, with a painful
gesture. Il am your prisoner, it seems
"Sir." said the little captain, and
twenty generations of gentle blood
could not have done 1t better, "allow
me to match the act Of an American
| sailor against the word NJ an Eryuat