Daily Arizona silver belt., 1909-07-02
CHAPTER XVIII (continued)

CHAPTER XVII-(Continued
 Without attention to the American
 he rolled into the mates room and reused that parsonage. Kirkwood heard
 that the name of the second in com
 mand was 'Obbs. as well as that he occupied the starboard stateroom aft
 After a brief exchange of comment and instruction Mr 'Obhs appeared in the shape of walking pillar of oil skins. capped by sou wester. and
 went on deck Stryker. following him out of the stateroom. shed his own oil. CTS in a clammy heap upon the floor. | opened locker. from which he brought forth a bottle and a dirty glass. and. | turning toward the table. for the first time became sensible of Kirkwood's presence
 | "Ow. there you are. eigh. little bright eyes" he exclaimed. with surprised an imation
 Good morning. Captain Stryker." said Kirkwood. rising. Fl want to tell you"
 But StEyker waved one great rcd paw impatiently. with the effect of sweeping aside and casting into the | discard Kirkwood's intended speech "f thanks. Nor would he hear him furth her. Did you ave a nice little nap?" he | interrupted. Come up bright an l smilin'. eigh? Now l guess"--the cgi- | phasls made 1t clear that the captain hat ttsv kxx |. Americanlsm. and so successful was | he in his own esteem that he could not resist the temptation to improve upon the imitation-' 1 guess yeou're abaout right ready. bent ye. to hev a drink. sonny!''
 No. thank you.' said kirkwood, smiling tolerantly. i've got any amount of appetite"
 "'Ave you. now?" Shryker dropped his mimicry and glanced at the clock "Breakfast." he announced twill be served in the myne dinin' saloon at not to be lyte at tyble."
 Depositing the bottle on the said ta- ble. the captain searched until he found another glass for Kirkwood and sat down
 Do you good" he insinuated. push ing the bottle gently over
 No. thank you" reiterated Kirk wood Shortly, little annoyed.
 Stryker seized his own glass. poured out q strong mans dose of the fiery concoction gulped it down and sighed Then. with glance at the Americans woebegole countenance, he filled his pipe.
 The fumes of burning shag sharp ened the tooth of desire Kirkwood stood II as long as be could. then sur rendered with an If you've got any more of that tobacco captain. I'd be glad of pipe
 An intensely contemplative expres- sion crept into the captains small blue eyes.
 T only got one other pyper of this ere 'baccy." he announced at length. 'an' carn't get no more till I gets 'ome l simply couldn't part with 1t hunder 'arf quid'
 Kirkwood settled back with a hope less lift of his shoulders Abstractedly Stryker puffed the smoke his way until he could endure the deprivation no longer.
 '1 had about 10 shillings in my pocket when came aboard. captain. and few other articles"
 '0w, yes: so you 'ad. now you men tioD it.''
 Stryker rose. ambled into lis room and returned with Kirkwood's posses sions and a fresh paper of shag. While the young man was hastily fill ing. lighting and inhaling the first strangling but delectable whlff the captain solemnly counted into his own palm all the loose change except three large pennies. The latter he showed over to klrkwood in company with a miscellaneous assortment of articles. which the American picked up piece by piece and began to bestow about his clothing When through he sat back. troubled and disgusted Stryker met his regard blandly
 Anything can do?" he impaired. in suave concern.
 "Why, there was blacK pear, scarfpin"-
 wy. don't you remember? You rave that to me. count of me 'avin iyved yer life Twas me throwed you that line, you know
 "Oh." commented kirkwood briefly l The pin had been among the most val l uable and cherished of his belongings |
 Yes" nodded the captain in remi- niscence You don't remember? Like ly twas the brandy singin' In yer cad | You pushes it into my ands--almost | weepin'. yon was-an' seZ. sez you. 'Stryker.' you sez 'tyke this in triflin' | joking of my gratlchood: l wouldn't hinsult you you sez, by hofferin you | money. but this can insist on yer | acceptin', an no refusal says you"
 "Oh." repeated Kirkwood
 ''If for an instant thought you wasn't sober when you done it. But no; you're gent, if there ever was one, an I'm not the man to offend |