Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1909-05-27
CHAPTER XVI.

CHAPTER XVII
'Mutter as you will, Rob, said
Cocklescraft; by ST. Iago, will
try conclusions with che Secretary
-follyl He has taught the maiden,
he added, with q bitter emphasis,
TO affect q scorn for M. and he
shall smart for it,"
Hal thy spiris is ever for nndoiugi, E"
exclaimed Rob, suddenly changing
his mood, and forcing q harsh laugh
OF derision. Mischief ID your pro-
per element-your food, your repose,
your luxury. Well, II you must
take on new life. and strive 90 be
worshipful, | would counsel you TO
begin it with some deed ff charity,
NOS strife. had as wei make my
lecture TO q young wolff Ia, Dick
on, you will be q prospering pupil 10
the master that teaches yop the virtue
OF charityl Such rsde will be vel
come to you as water 10 your shoesl
l have scanned you In all your hu-
morsl"
Il spurn upon your advice, and
will not be scorned, old mani" said
Cocklescraft, augrily. THE maid
sn shall be mins. thougsfEsn.ck her
from beneath her fathers blazing
roof-tree and then farewell TO the
province, and to you'll Mark you
thatl ! come not TO be taunted with
your i'll IA vored speech NV men
shall be withdrawn from the Chapel.
will put them on worthier service
them TO your greediness.
Hot Drained. silly idiot-thou
dwelling f0olP shouted Rob. "Do
you not know that i can put you in
the dust and trample on You as a
caitiff2 that / can drive you from the
province as vile outlaw? Are you
such q dizzard as to tempt my an
ger? II you would thrive even In
your vallainous wooing, have q care
not to provoke my displeasurel One
word from me, and not o man PAGES
your deck: you go abroad unattend-
ed. stiverless-a fugitive with hue
and cry at your heels. How dar 81
thou reprove me. boyf"
Your hand, Rob-" said Cookies.
craft. relenting. you say no more
them my folly warrants: I am a
wanton fool: your pardon-let there
be peace between u.s."
Art reasonable agaiui Braveiy
confessed, Dickonl I forgive your
rash speech. Now 60 your ways,
and the. Foul One speed theei
have naught to counsel, either for
strife or peace. since you have Meth.
er wit, wisdom, nor patience for
sober advice against the current oI
your will. Il viii! not be long be.
fore this manned trunk shall sink in.
to its natural resting place-and
it matters not TO me how my rem
nant OF time be spent-whethar ;r
boarding or keeping. The world
vii! find me an heir to squander
what little store 10 hath pleased nv
fortune to gather. Sog your way. >
l will see you again, friend Rob,
Said the buccaneer. 'I have mat
ter TO look after at the chapel, and
then shall get back 10 the port, e
drive my suit to speedy issue.
came here but in honest dealing with
you,to give you friendly notice o
my design, and perchance, to get
your aid. You have no counsel 70,
me? it is well; my own head and
arm shall befriend mes they have
stood me instead in straits more
doubtful them this: farewell-fare
welll"
AS the skipper stepped along Tho
beach. Rob planted himself In the
door OF the hut and looked after hin
for some moments. nodding his head
significantly towards him. and NUT
tering in cynical undertone, ''Gt
thy ways, snake of the sea, spawr
Of o water devill You married. ha
hal Your lady gay shall have !
sweetened cup in you: and youI
wooing shall be tender and gentle
I-yes, as the appetite of the sword
fish. Itshall be festival wooing al
in the light-in the light-of ths
brides own blazing roof: a dainty
wolff Q most tracatble shark Oh,
cannot choose but laught'
CHAPTER XVIII.
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