The Hickman courier. [volume] (Hickman, Ky.) 1859-current, 1908-08-20
CHAPTER v.
The Sister Mary Goes to Sea.

with his mothers SODbed blessing
and his fathers strained words OF part
ing ringing in his ears, Jerry Cham.
bers boarded the old ship Sister
Mary few minutes after seven o'clock
the next morning. In his pockets was
SIS in money and in a small satchel
were clothing and other things not ex.
ceedinga total value of s25. Capt Bulger
was gruffiy issuing orders up forward,
but his face lost its sternness when
ne saw Jerry.
ION time. | see," said he. 81 reckon
you've made a good enough start"
Where are we bound for. captain? ?"
promptly asked Jerry, who had been
in a stew of wonder as to the vessels
destination.
I'll tell you all about 1t as soon as
get time said the captain. With this
on his lips he started across the deck.
Jerry took his satchel into the dingy
old cabin, returning almost immediate
iy to the deck, where all hands we're
busy in final preparation for the de
parture. He further worked his way
into the officers good graces by volun-
teering his assistance, but the griz-
zled old salt suggested that he would
be more serviceable out Of the way of
the men, who knew what to do and
how to do il. He went up forward,
away from the other men, and, light
ing his pipe, fell to picturing the pos
sibilities of his remarkable adventure.
The longer his eyes looked in the di-
rection of his old home the more
strongly did he realize the sacrifice
he was making TO earn an enduring
right to his personality.
Il did my level best to make peace
with father" he unused, but" and
the spirit of resentment again flared
up, "he wouldn't let me. He was the
unreasorNb BILE one" Although he felt
that his action was justified. he went
to sea with a new love for Wallace
Chambers.
AS the old vessel glided away from
her pier a spirit akin to remorse and
dependency seized him, and he went
to the cabin in order to escape seeing
his beloved New York fade from his
view. Sitting at the captains table,
he started to read a novel, but the
book had no charm for him. He was
alone until the boat was well away
from the Hook, when Capt. Bulger
joined him.
whats your name?" asked the cap
tain, drawing up chair and reaching
for bottle OF whisky.
Gerard Chambers-they call me
Jerry for short"
well, Jerry, I've got time to talk
about this trip now" He filled tum
bier almost full OF liquor and cooked
his feet upon the table.
Il am all ears" said Jerry, leaning
forward
well, sir, the Mary amt bound for
no port straight across and them guns
below amt meant for no trainin
school"
Jerry was a picture OF startled In
terest. His eyes were wide open and
his lower lip was down. The captain
wore something of a guilty smile.
The guns are not Tor training
SCHOOL," Jerry exclaimed.
mo stree! Them guns are mean
for somethin' moTe'n mere school kids
don't reckon they'll ever be intro
duced to blank cartridges" The ole
sailor looked thoughtfully at the foo
for a minute and then added A"
reckon you know all the world amt al
peaceable as the u. S. A., don't you?
Il suppose there are strifes some
where" said Jerry, his mind whirling
well, to come right down to tn,
fine pint" went on the captain in
business-like tone. this boat n me-
engaged in a little movement tina
amt just o. the sort TO appeal fay'bl
20 the u. S. gov'ment. The guns ar
goin' TO the enemies of a goy'men
that's friendly with her. Understand
They're goin' to the rebels in Urani
far down In South America"
ITO the Uranian insurrectionists?
gasped Jerry. dropping his pipe to tn
table and staring wildly at the smilin
captain. ~
That's the trick perzackly." an