St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1910-05-11


delicately fashioned. of definite proud
type.
"May I go, too. aunt?" she repeated.
"Why. of course tnterposed a blase
cynical appearing young man who haG
just emerged from the cabin. Don't
know where she wants to go or what
she wants to do. but don't say she
can't; really you mustn't. now"
well. since you insist on spelling
her, Lord Ronsdale''-
He twisted a blond mustache which
adorned a handsome face that bore
many marks of what is called expert
ence of the world. Couldn't do that!
Besides, Jocelyn and l are great
chums, don't you know. We're going
to be married some day when she
grows up"
Are we?" said the child 1.-The man
marry must be very big and strong
and must not have light hair"
Lord Ronsdale laughed tolerantly.
PLENTY of time for you to change
your mind, don't you know. Mean
while I'll not despair. Faint heart,
and so on. But" turning to Sir
Charles, where is it she wants to
go?"
ITO see the convicts."
"Convicts? Abr He spoke rather
more quickly than usual. with accent
sharper.
you didn't know who your neigh
bors were going to be when you decid-
ed so suddenly to accompany us?"
mo" His voice had a metallic
sound
Sir Charles addressed Mr. Gil1ett.
''Tell us something more definite about
your charges whom we are going to
inspect. Meant to have found out ear
her in the voyage, but been SO jolly
seasick, what with one gale after an
other, for one until now haven't much
cared whether we had Claude Duval
and Dick Turpin themselves for neigh
bors or whether we all went straight
to Davy Jones' locker together. A bad
let, you have already Informed US, but
how bad?"
"Wen, we haven't exactly M. Duval
Or Mr.. Turpin in the pen, but we've
one or two others almost as celebrat-
ed in their way. There's Billy Burke,
as desperate a craftsman as the coun-
try can produce, WITH" complacently.
''a record second to none in his class.
He''- And Mr. Gillett, with consid-
cradle zest entered into the details of
Mr.. Burke's eventful and rapacious
career. '~Then there's the Frisco Pet
or the Pride of Golden Gate as some
of the sporting papers call him.
1.-THE Frisco Pet!' Lord Ronsdale
started; his color slightly changed; his
lashes dropped over his cold eyes. HE
is on board this vessel?"
eyes. You remember him, my lord.
dare say?"
'In common with many Others
shortly.
''Why," asked Jocelyn, Ibid they call
Pet?"
Because he's a Yankee bruiser.
prizefghter, or was before the drink
got him." explained Mr.. Gillett- "Some
one brought him to London, found out
about his talents and put him in
training. He was a low. ignorant
sailor-could scarcely write his own
name-but he had biceps and a thick
head. Didn't know when he was
whipped. / can see him yet as he
used to look, with his giant shoulders
and his swagger. as he stepped into
the ring There was no nonsense
about him or his fist-could break a
board with that And how the shouts
used to go up! The petp-'a quid on
the petr-'ten bob on the stars and
stripes!-meaning the costume he
wore. Oh, he was a favorite in Cam
den Town! But one night he failed
them-met sonic friends from the fore
castle of a Yankee trader that had
dropped down the Thames-went into
the ring with a stagger added to the
swagger. Well, they took him out IN
conscious. Never was a man worse
punished. He never got back to the
sawdust. and the sporting gentlemen
lost a bright and shining light"
Broke his heart. suppose" observ-
ed Sir Charles.
The police agent proceeded. AFTER
that it was a case OF the rum and the
toss pots. and when he was three
sheets in the wind look out for squalls.
He got put In quad. broke out and
overpowered and nearly killed two
guards. Took to various means of live
Hhood until they got him again. Trou-
BILE in prison and transferred to the
solitary, with a little punishment
thrown in for a reminder. When he
got out of limbo again he lived in bad
company in one of the tunnels near
the Adelphi Hard place for the Do
ice to rout cove from. He made it
quite interesting for the police-Quite