The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1921-12-03
(Continued From Yesterday

l didn't Scraggsy fight the king O Kan | davu? I ain't had no fightin' this en- | tire wage an I did carlate to lick | that doggone mate"
 | Mac, it can't be done nohow." | "Oh, 1t can't eh? Well. I'll just bet you two boys my interest in the 1 syndicate-'
 "It ain't that, Mac. it ain't that, Nobody's doubtin' your natural abil- ity to mop him up. But it ain't pol icy. You wasn't sore agin 'em can ntbal savages, was you? You made | Nei1s go back an save em, an it | off
 But a cannibal's like a dumb beast. Glib. He ain't responsible. This mate knows better"
 "Ah!' MT. Gibney leveled horny l forefinger at the engineer. That's | where you hit the nail on the head. He's too fly. and there's only two ways to keep him from fyin' away with us. The first is to feed him to the sharks and the second is to treat him like a long-lost brother. l know he ought to be hove overb oard, but cold blood. Consequently, we got to l let the villain live, am if you go to l beatin' him up, Mac, you'll make him sore an he'll peach on us when we get to Honolulu. If us three | could get back to San Francsico with clean hands, I'd say lick the beggar am lick him for fair. But we got to remember that this mate was one O | Maggie I. The day we tackled the | Mexican navy am took this power schooner away from 'em, we put our selves forty fathom plumb outside the | knows it. We'fe changed the vessels l name an rig, an doctored up the | old Maggie's papers to suit the Mag gie II, an we've give her a new | dress f n guise a ship in a live port, an the secret service agents O the Mexican government may be a-layin' for us in San Francisco; and with this here mate agin us an ready to turn states evidence, we're pirates under the | law, an it don't take much imagina- ton to see three pirates swingin' from the same yard-arm. No, sir, Mac. afn't got no wish, now that we're fix ed nice an comfortable with the worlds goods, to be hung for a pirate 1 in the mere shank O my youth. Why, I ain't fifty years old yet.''
 By the tail Q the Great Sacred Bu1l.'' chattered Scraggs. "Gib's right"
 McGuffey was plainly disappointed "I hadn't thought O that at all, Glib. , I been cheerishin' the thought O 1anmin' the whey out'n that mate, but if you say so I'll give up the idee. But if bringin' the Maggie II into home waters is tnvitin' death, what in blue blazes're we goin' to do with her v?
 MT. Gfbney smi1ed-an arch, cunning smile. wen give her to that mur- , derin' mate, free gratis
 Captain Scraggs bounded out of his chair, struck the hot deck with his bare feet, cursed. and hoppcd back into the chair again. McGuffey stared incredulously. "Gib, my dear boy" quavered Scraggs, +'say that agtn.''
 pIacidly. we'll just get shet O her l peaceable like by givin' her to this mate. Don't forget, Scraggsy, old | tarpot, that this mates been passin' himself off for you in Honolulu, an if there's ever an investigation, the trail leads to the Maggie III. This mates admitted being Captain Scraggs an if he's found with the schooner | evidence for him to prove that he aint Captain Scraggs. We'll just keep this here mate in the brig while l we're disposing of our black coral, pearl, shell and coora in Honolulu, an then, when we've cleaned up, an got our passage booked for San Fran cisco"
 But who sas we're goin' back to San FTancisco?" cut in McGuffey.
 ''Why, where else would men with money in their pockets head for, you | oil-soaked piece of ignorance? Amt you had enough adventure to do you a spell?" demanded Captain Scraggs.
 Me an Gib's for goin' back to San Francisco, so shut up- If you got any OD1ectlOn. you're OutVOted two to one in the syndicate"
 McGuffey subsided. growing. and Mir. Gfbney continued:
 When we're ready to leave Homo lulu, we'll bring this mate on deck, make him a, kind Christian talk an give him the Maggie II with the - compliments O the syndicate. He'll , think our sufferin's on that island has touched us with religion an he'll be
 so tickled he'll keep his mouth shut. Then, with all three of us safe an
 out O the mess, an the evidence off our hands, we'll clear out for Gawd's country an look around for some sort
 of a profitable investment The commodore sighed. "She's a love of boat am it breaks my heart to give up the only command I've ever had, but the fact is, Mac, her ] possession by us is dangerous, an we don't need her, an we cant sell her ' because her records got blurs on it.
 We can't convey a clean am satisfac-
 tory title. Anyhow. she didn't cost
 us a cent an there ain't no real
 financial loss if we give her to this
 mate; He'd be glad to get her if
 sine had yellow jack aboard, an if
 he's caught with her he'll have to do the explainin'. When you're caught 2 with the goods in your possession.
 Mac, 1t makes the explainin' all the
 harder. Besides. we're three to one, an if 1t comes to a showdown later We can outswear the mate."
 Captain Scraggs picked his snaggle
 teeth with the little blade of his jack-knife and cogitated a minute. l "Weu,' he announced presently
 ''far be it from me to fly in the face O a felon's death. I've made a heap O money, fo1lerin' Gib's advice, an bust my bob-stay if I don't stay put on this. Gib, it's your lead"
 | Well I'll follow suit. Gib's got all the trumps,'' acquiesced the engieer. 'fWe got plenty O dough am no board bills con1in' due. so we'll loaf alongshore until Gfb digs up some thin good.'
 ''How about Neils?" Queried Cap