The daily Alaskan., 1919-05-13

| Waited for the Man to Speak 1 to speak. Then his lips curled in 1 what was meant to be smile. He arose, stepped quietly to the door and glanced out, returning apparently sat 1 isfed.
 "I don't trust that steward" he said, "nOr, as a matter Of fact, anyone else wholly" He paused and stared at me then added: "I'Vc never had any faith in your race, Gates, but am in Clined to use you. Every EngliShman I ever knew was a liar and Snealling pOltrOon. I was brought up to hate the race and always have. l cant say that I like you any better than the others. I don't, for the matter Of that. But just now you can be use ful to me if you are of that mind This is business proposition, and it makes DO odds if we hate each other, so the end Is gained. How does that Sound?"
 "Not altogether bad" admitted. 'T have been iu some games of chance before"
 "I thought as much" eagerly, and l money has the same chink however 1t be earned You could use some?'
 If had any to use; after sailor has been drunk there is not apt to be much left in his pockets"
 "The fact iS," he began doubtfully, what you just said to me on deck ] chanced to be of interest. You are | naylgatOr|
 "I was in command of ships for four years, senor; naturally ] know RaYt' i gatiOn."
 "I will soon learn if you have lied, and that will be sorry day for you. i I'll tell you, Gates, how matters stand aboard. and why | have need Ot your skill. Then you may take your choice the fo"ecaStlr or the cabin? You invite me aft, Senor?"
 q give you q chance to move your ! dunnage if you will do my work. l llStRQ HOW. SulINlltL 4llN bNth bHNAy 1 hurt. It may be weeks before he (. leaves his cabin, if, indeed, he ever does. That leaves me In command ! with but one officer, the mulatto, Le- 1 We're. This might answer to take us safely to Porto Grande. as We could stand watch and watch, but Francois is no sailor It was his part on board l to train and lead tho fighting men he cannot navigate. Saint Christo- pher! l fear to leave him alone in charge Or the deck while l snatch an hours sleep"
 II see" I admitted. And yourself, | senor? You are seaman"
 Enough to get along, but not quite sure as to my figures. l have taken no sights except as We came north on this trip. 'Tis for this reason l need you-but you will play me no l smart English trick, my man, or I'll have you by the heels at once. know ] enough to verify your figures"
 "I thought of no trick, Estada," l l said coldly, now satisfied as to his purpose and confident of my own power. You would have me as nayi- l gator, very well-at what terms"
 With rating as first officer and your fair proportion of all spells"
 You mean then to continue the course? To attack vessels on the high seas"
 "Why not?" sneeringly. Are you too whIte-livered for that sort Of lob? If so, then you are no man for me. It is a long voyage to Porto Grande, and no reason why We should hurry home; the welcome there will be Rbetter if we bring chests of gold aboard. Ay, and the thought will put hope Into the hearts of the crew; they are restless now from long waiting" | But Captain Sanchez? You have no surgeon, 1 am told. Will he not suffer from neglect of his wOund|
 Suffer? No more than under a leech ashore. All that caQ be done has been, His was a clean knife thrust. which has been washed, treat ed with lotion and bound up. No leech could do more."
 ! And my quarters-will they be aft?"
 You will have your choice of those ] at port. Come now-haYe you an an-