The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1915-04-01

p "'Well, what do you want?' aske'
Black Pedro again. His voice wa
low but terrible.
"sWhy,' said the bos'n, we'd like
some of our share of the money, i
it's all the same to you
An when you get it, continued
the pirate chief, what do you propose
to do with it?'
"'Why, spend some on it, an buy
some o. the good things of life. Look
at US. Like lot O. scarecrows we be
and your black velvet suit is lookin'
little mite rusty, if you'll 'scuse an
OF sailor man for speakin' right out.
An we'd like somethin' good to eat,
an somethin good to drink. Look at
me; risin' SO years l be, an amt never
tasted nothin' all my life 'cept salt
boss an ship bread an rum; never
slept nowheres 'cept in hammock,
an had to turn out on deck an stand
watch in all kinds O. weather. An
wuth s966,743.32.
Twenty-Five cents corrected the
bookkeeper.
"At this moment Black Pedro leap
ed four feet into the air and gave
below like an Infatuated tiger.
"What?' he yelled, what? You
dogs! You scoundrels! You miserable
low down rufians you! Oh, that l
should have lived to see this day! Why
you horrible villains-do you mean
to tell me that you have been doing
all this pirating for money!
'He snatched two pistols from his
sash and commenced firing, right and
left. The first shot hit Mike the
Shark and doubled up the bookkeeper
like jack knife, and the second one
did the same for Sandy Buggins.
Hold hard, Cap'n!' cried the old
bos'n, 'p'raps you'll tell US what all
this piratin' was for if it want for
money
est was for the joy of pirating,
you old rascal, as you ought to know,
1t was for the pure love of the thing.
And to think that all these years l
have been leading a base gang of
money gettersp
"And he grabbed another couple OF
pistols out of his boots and began fir
ing once more. At this the pirates
gave deep roar, like a herd of angry
buffalo, and closed in on their captain.
Knives flashed and pistols cracked.
Some of them hit each other in their
excitement, and that made them so
lngry that they turned and fought
amongst themselves. In ten minutes
I'll was over. Of that proud band of
pirates, once the terror of the Spanish
Main, only two men were left alive
These were Black Pedro himself and
Id Aaron Halyard, the bos'n. Aaron
vas running at full speed toward the
each, trying to get small boat. A
title way behind him came the cap
ain.
"Black Pedro stopped and took care
I'll aim with the last of the IA pistols.
lie pulled the trigger, but there was
o report. Something had gone
,rong with the printing. The bos'n
cached the boat, showed off and row.
d to the ship. Then he hoisted the
nchor and the Angel moved slowly
ut of the harbor. Black Pedro sat
own on the beach and watched it }
ade from sight. Then the pirate :
1ief returned to his cottage.
"The following day a dreadful
;orm arose. Black Pedro knew that
D ship, manned only by an aged
os'n and cabin boy could live
trough such tempest. A few days
ter his worst fears were realized,
n, by the wreckage that was washed
shore, he knew that the Angel of
cath had gone to pieces in the
orm. When the Plank itself, worn
nooth on its upper side by the hun 4
eds of feet that had passed over it,
as tossed upon the shores of Rum
land, the pirate sat down on the
nd and sobbed aloud. He knew that
Halyard and the cabin boy must =
We persisted, and the noblest crew -
buccaneers on whom the san ever
one was forever disbanded and that
, their chief, was now the last of
e pirates, alone and deserted on an
discovered island.
And he lives there to this day"