Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1914-09-09
Continued from Yesterday

He ate his supper with his mess
mates, and he ate heartily, as usual.
1t would have taken something more
vital than mere treasure to disturb
Steve Blossoms appetite He was one
of those enviable individuals whose
imagination and gastric juices work
at the same time. And while he ate
he planned. In the first place, he
would buy that home at Bedford.
then he would take over the ellison
house and live like a lord. If he
wanted drink. all he would have
to do would be to turn the spigot or
tip bottle, and, more than that, he'd
have bartender to do It, Onions!
He swore he would not have an onion
within mile of the ellison house,
"Onionsi" Quite unconsciously he
spoke this word aloud
Huh? Well, if We don't like onions,
find a hooker that packs violets in
her hold was the cheerful advice OF
the man at Steve's elbow.
who's talkin' t. you?" grunted
Steve. "Wha' did l say?"
Onions, we lubber! Don't we know
whut onions is? Amt We smelt 'em
SO long that We could stick yer nose
in tn starboard light an never smell
no kerosene? Onions! Pass TIL
cavity.
Steve helped himself first The man
who spoke bunked over him, and they
were not on the best of terms. There
was no real reason for this frank an
tagonism simply, they did not splice
any more effectually than cotton rope
and hemp splice. Sailors are moody
and superstitious: at least. they gen.
orally are on hookers of the Captain
Manners breed. Steve was supersti-
tious and Jim Dunkers was moody
and had no thumb on his left hand.
Steve hated the sight of that red
nubbin. He was quite certain that II
had been a whole thumb once, on the
way to gouge out somebody's eye, and
had inadvertently connected with
somebody's teeth.
Spanish doubloons and pearls and
diamonds and rubies! 1t was mighty
hard not to say these words out loud,
too; blare them into the sullen faces
grouped about the table. He was off
watch till midnight; and he was Won
dering If he could get the box without
attracting the attention of the look
out, who had a devilish keen eye for
everything that stirred on deck or on
water. Well, he would have to risk
it; but he would wait till full darkness
had fallen over the sea and the look
out would be compelled to keep his
eyes off the deck. The boys wanted
him to play cards.
Not for me. Busted. How long d.
y think $40 II last in New York, any
how?' And he stalked out of the
forecastle and went down into the
waist to enjoy his evening pipe, all
the while keeping a weather eye for
ward, at the ratty old pilot house.
1t was 10 o'clock, land time, when
he rammed his Guilty into a pocket
and resolutely walked forward. If
anyone watched him they would
think he was only looking down the
cutwater. The thought of money and
the pleasures it will buy makes cum
ming the stupidest of dolts, and Steve
was ordinarily a dolt; but tonight
his brain was keen enough for all
purposes. 1t was hazardous job to
get the box off the fiuke without let
however, accomplished the feat,
climbed back on the rail and sat
down, waiting. A quarter of an hour
passed. No one had seen him. With
his coat securely wrapped about his
precious find he made for the fore
castle. His mates, save those who
were doing their watch, were all in
their hunks. An oil lamp dimly IL
Illuminated the forward partition.
Steve's bunk was almost In darkness.
Very deftly ne rolled back the bed
ding and secreted the box under his
pillows, and then stretched himself
out with the pretense of smoothing till
the bell called him to duty. =
He was rich, and the moment q