The Paducah evening sun. [volume] (Paducah, Ky.) 1906-1929, 1908-04-21

~ stands that | remained where
was until they had finished Captain
Selover. Then | took to my heels. but
was soon cornered. | drew my revolv-
er, remembered that had emptled II
In the seal cave and had time for no
more coherent mental processes. A
smothering weight flung Itself on me.
against which I struggled as hard as
could. shrinking In anticipation from
the thirsty plunge of the knives. How
ever, though the weight increased I'M
I'll further struggle was impossible.
was not harmed aud In few moments
found myself, wrists and ankles tied.
beside roaring fire. While I collected
myself heard the CRATE Of boat be.
ing showed of from the cove and a
few moments later made out lights
aboard the Laughing Lass.
The lootlng party returned very
shorty. Their plundering had gone
only as far as liquor and arms. Thrac-
kles let down from the cliff top a key
at the end Of line. Perdosa and the
niger each carried an armful of the
1910 rifles. The key was rolled TO the
fire and broached
The men got drunk. wildly drunk.
but not helpiessly so. \ fame commu-
nicated itself TO them through the
liquor The ordinary characteristics of
their composition sprung into sharper
relief. The Niger became more sullen,
Perdosa more snakelike. Pulz more
viciously evil Thrackles more brutal.
while Handy Solomon, staggering
from his seat 10 the open keg and back
again. roaring fragments of chanty.
his red headgear contrasting with his
smoky black hair and his swarthy hook
nosed conference.-the needed no fur
Their touch.
Their evil passions were all awake.
and the plan. so long indefinite. devel-
oped like photographers plate
THAT'S one gone" said Thrackles.
"And now the diamonds" muttered
Pull.
"Thercs ship upon the windward a
wreck upon the lee.
Down on the coast OF the high Bar
bare-e-e,"
roared Handy solomon. ITS the best
nights work we ever did. The stufr's
ours. Then it's me for a big stone
house in Frisco o.
Frisco sneered Pull. That's all
you know. You ought TO travel Paris
for me and little girl to learn the
language from"
Il get heem a fine caballo an fine |
saddle an fine clos" breathed Perdosa |
II ride and the silver
Jingle and the senorita look
what you want. doctor?" they de-
handed Of the silent Niger.
But the Niger only rolled his eyes
md shook his head BY and by he |
irose and disappeared in the dusk and
was no more seen.
ID foolr' muttered Handy Solo
non. "Well, here's to crime-'
He drank a deep cup Of the raw
'um and staggered back to his seat on
he sands.
II am not man-o-war. nor a prFa-
teer' said he.
Blow high. blow low; what care wei
But / am a jolly pirate. and I'm sailing |
for my feo.
Down on the coast of the high Bar
bare-e-e,"
he sang. We'll land In Valparaiso
IND we'll go every man his way, and
ye1l sink the old Laughing Lass so
leep the mermaids can't find her"
Thrackles piled on more wood, and |
he fire leaped high.
lets get after EN-" said he.
''Tomorrow's jes' IS good.r muttered |
'ulz. les hav' mother drink"
well stay here N see If our Of
rien' Percy don show up" said Han
ly Solomon. He threw back his head
md roared forth a volume of sound
oward the dim stars.
'Broadsde TO broadside the gallant ships
did lay.
Blow high blow low; what care we!
'ill the jolly man-o war shot the pirates |
mast away,
Down on the coast of the high Bar
bare-e-e."
| saw near me live coal dislodged
rom the fire when ,Thrackles had