The watchman and southron. [volume] (Sumter, S.C.) 1881-1930, 1905-12-20

There, too. was Rock Braziliano, Por-
tuguese half breed, and hobnobbing
with him was Raveneau de Lussan, a
Frenchman, prime seamen and bold
fellows both. Farther down the table
the huge Dutchman Eelsers was nod
ding stupidly over his rum>
These men and & fes sthers were
veterans like Hornigold eizsssis. They
were the best OF ,.c ios, but for the
most part the assemblage vas made up
of the sweepings of the town, men who
had the willingness to do anything. no
matter how nefarious it might be- their
only deterrent being lack of courage.
Hornigold's single eye swept over them
with a fierce CLEAN Of contempt yet
these were they with whom he must
work in case Of necessity.
One or two others in whom he re-
posed confidence, men who composed
the crew Of his own pinnace he had
sent off early in the evening to Spanish
! Town to. gather what news they could.
| One of them came in and reported that
the Squadron of horse which had gone
up with the officers to bring back Nor
gan had come back without him and
without the officers. The spys insig-
re- once prevented him from leaning
this was, but hope instantly
sprang up in Hornigold's breast upon
receipt Of this news. Knowing Morgan
as he did, he was convinced that he had
found some means to dispose of the
two officers and send away the cavalry.
He was not unprepared, therefore,
when he saw the tall form of the ma
! room appearing in the doorway through
the smoke No one else noticed the 81
lent Carib's entry, and he stood mo-
tionless until Hornigold's eye fastened
upon him. Then by an imperceptible
move Of his head he indicated desire
to speak with him without the room.
The one eyed nodded slightly in token
that he understood, and the maroon
vanished as silently as he had come.
Waiting a few moments, Hornigold
rose from his seat and began threading
his way through the boisterous crowd
toward the door, Thrusting aside de-
tanning hands and answering rude
queries with an old sailors ready BAN
ter, bidding them on no account to
cease the festivities because Of his de-
parture and, In fact, ordering new
draft of rum for all hands, he succeed
ed IN, breaking away under cover Of
the cheers which greeted this an
nouncement.
It was pitch dark outside, and he
stopped a moment, hesitating as to
what he should do. He had no doubt
that the maroon had a message for
him from his master. But second had
elapsed when he felt a light touch on
his shoulder. His hand went instantly
to the seaman's hanger at his side, and
he faced about promptly. A ready man
was Master Hornigold.
'Tt's I, bo'sn," whispered a familiar
voice
"You, Black Dog? Where's your
master?"
''Yonder.'
"Let me see him.
A tall, slender figure mufled in a
heavy riding coat sat in the stern sheets
Of small boat in tne deepest shadow
Of one of the silent and deserted piers.
Captain Morgan?" whispered Horni-
gold softly, as, followed by the maroon.
he descended the landing stairs toward
the boat
"'Tis you, Master Hornigold," an
swered the man, with an accent of re-
lief in his voice, thrusting the pistol
back into his belt as he spoke. He, too.
was a ready man with his weapons
and one not to be caught mapping in
any emergency.
ssAIe it is. SIR answered the boat
swain. land ready to serve my old
captain"
"You heard the news?"
81 heard it on the frigate this after
noon.''
"Why did you not send me warn
ing:'
81 had no chance. I'd "a done it.
sir, if could nave fetched away
We'll, all's one. I've laid those two
landlubbers by the heels. Eh,, Carib:'
.Where are they, SIR
81 might make a guess, for I left
them bound and tie house blazing
"'1is like old times"
"Aye. I've not forgot the old tricks
s.No, sir and what's to do now:'
'W'hy. the Old game once more"
"What? DO you mean
81 do. What else is there left for
NE? Scuttle me, if don't take it out
of the dons. It's their doing. They've
had rest for nigh twenty years.
Well let il slip out quietly among the
islands that Harry Morgan's afioat
once more and there's pickings to be
had on the Spanish main-wine AMI
women and pieces OF eight. Art wiSh
me-"
aye, of course But we lack q
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