Connecticut western news., 1919-04-24

anoar. II wus so blame uarK 1 cuun [ see nuthin', but sumhow got grip on hawser, m hung on till got back 'nough strength ter cline on board. I kney this want my ship. so I just lay quiet awhile. figurin' out whar I wus."
 "Yer English?"
 ''Born in Bristol, sir, but I wus workin' on the Caroline-she's a Col ony schooner, in the fish trade. At sea sinca I "''e twelve. Whats this yera bark-Dutcn, anu sneT'
 "Once upon time; just now we are flying whatever flag comes handy. We ain't got no prejudice in fiags.", r 'Is thet gun forrard, covered with taupalin?"
 "Yes, an yer might find another aft, If yer looked fer it. Morn thet, we know how ter use lem. Now see here, Gates; thar's no reason why we should beat about the bush-fact is we're sea | rovcrs."
 "Gea rovers-pirates, sir?" "Bah what's a namei We take what we want; it's our trade, that's all. No worse than many another. 1 The question is, are yer goin' ter take chance Tong with us? It's the only life, llad-plenty of fun, the best of liqu6r and pretty girls, with q share in all the swag."
 What is the name of this bark?" 1 "The Namur-out O Rotterdam till we took her."
 "Who's the captain?"
 "Silva Sanchez" "Gawdl Sanchez-not-not eBIack i Sanchez?'
 "That's him; so yer've heerd of Black Sanchez| We'll, we're sailin' Tong with him, all right, mate, an yer ought ter know whut thet means fer good man." l hesitated, yet only long enough to leave the impression I sought to make on them both.
 Likely thar ain't no sailor but what has heerd O him." said slowly. "It don't look like thar wus much choice, does it?"
 LeVere appeared amused in his way, which was not pleasant one. "Oh, yes, friend, there is choice enough. Bill, here, had exactly the same choice when he first came-hey, Bill? Remember how you signed on, after we took you off the Albatross? 1? This is how it stands, Gates-either go forrard quietly yerseIf, CT the both of us will kick you there. That will be enough talk. Go on, now" l It was curt dismissal, coupled with a plain threat, easy to understand. I obeyed the order gladly enough, slink- ing away into the black shadows for ward, realizing my good fortune, and seeking some spot where I could be alone.
 The crew had disappeared, lying down no doubt in corners out of the wind. And this wind was certainly rising. I wondered that LeVere hung on so long in his perilous position, aI- though, in spite of the increased strain, the anchor still clung firmly. It seemed to me that no hawser ever made could long withstand the terrific strain of our tugging, as the struggling bark rose and fell in the grip of the sea. 10 him must have come the same con. viction, for suddenly his high-pitched voice sang out from the poop:
 Stand by, forrard, to lower the star. board anchor; move lively, men. Every- thing ready, Haines?"
 "All clear, sir. Come on the jump, bullies p
 Then let go smartly. Watch that you don't get the line fouled. Aloft there! Anything In sight, Cavere?"
 From high up on the fore-top yard. the answer, blown by the wind, came down in broken English:
 Mon, m'sieur; see nottings."
 joined the watch forward. The number of men on deck was evidence or a. large crew, there being many more than were necessary for the work to be done. Most of them ap- peared to be able seamen, and Hafnes drove them mercilessly, cursing them for lubbers, and twice kicking vicious ly at stooping form. Then the great rope began to slip swiftly through the hawse hole, and We heard the sharp splash as the iron flukes struck the water, and sank. Almost at that same instant the voice of Cavere rang out from the masthead:
 "A sail, m'sieur-a sail r'
 "Where away?"
 "Off ze port quarter. I make eet to be ze leetle boat-she just round ze point"