Evening journal. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1888-1932, 1923-01-03

and guardian OF Arabella Bishol
who Is as sweet and beautiful as ne
uncle Is ugly and vindictive. Boo
IS given an unusual degree OF free
dom when he successfully treats Gov
ernor Steed and his wife for illnesl
They fetched from her hold owe
a score OF English seamen as bat
tered and broken as the ship her
self, and together with these som'
half-dozen spaniards, the only sur
vivors of a boarding party from the
spanish galleon that had invaded
the English ship and found itseli
unable to retreat. These wounded
men were conveyed to a long shed
on the wharf, and the medical skill
of Bridgetown was summoned "a
their aid. Peter Blood was ordered
TO bear hand in this work. and
partly because he spoke Castilian-
and he spoke II as fiuently as his
own native tongue partly because
OF his inferior condition as a slave,
he was given the Spaniards for his
patients.
With the assistance OF one OF the
Negroes sent to the shed for the
purpose. he was in the act OF set
ting broken leg. when a deep. sruft
voice. that he had come to know
and dislike as he had never dis
liked the voice OF living man, alb
ruptly challenged him.
What are you doing there7"
II am setting a broken leg" he
answered. without pausing IN his
labors.
The Colonel delivered himself In
a roar. His long bamboo cane was
raised TO strike. Peter Blood's blue
eyes caught the fash OF Il. and he
spolSs quickly to arrest the blow.
Il am acting upon the express
orders Of Governor Steed."
"Governor Steedi" he echoed.
Then he lowered his cane, swung
round. and without another word 10
Blood rolled away toward the other
end OF the shed where the Governor
was standing at the moment.
Il was two days later when the
ladies' OF Bridgetown, the wives and
daughters OF her planters and mer-
chants. paid their first visit OF char
ity 10 the wharf, bringing their gifts
TO the wounded seamen.
Again Peter Blood was there,
TO the sufferers in HIS
care. moving among those unfor-
tunate Spaniards whom no one
needed. Rising suddenly from the
OF a wound, he saw 10
his surprise that one lady detached
from the general throng, and was
placing some plantains and bundle
n sucoulent sugar cane on the cloak
hat served one OF his patients for
4 coverlet. She was elegantly dress
"A IN lavender silk and was follow
ID by a half-naked Negro carrying
l basket.
Peter Blood. stripped OF his coat,
he sleeves OF his coarse shirt rolled
o the elbow. and holding a bloody
-ag in his hand, stood at a gaze a
moment. The lady. turning now to
confront him. her lips parting IN a
smile OF recognition. was Arabella
Bishop.
The mans a Spanisrd," said he.
n the tone OF one who corrects
Misrepresentation. and also tinged
never so family by something OF the |
ierision that was IN his soul.
The smile with which she had |
Seen greeting him withered on her
Fps. She frowned and stared at |
him moment. with increasing |
so I perceive. But he's a hu-
nan being none the less" said she.
That answer. and its implied re-
Duke, took him by surprise
your uncle. the Colonel. IS OF a
different opinion" said he, when he /
had recovered.
She continued TO stare az him.
why do you tell me this7~
ITO warn you that you may be IN
'urring the Coioners displeasure."
And you thought. OF course, that
must be OF my uncle's mind ?"
There was a crispness about her
-oice, an ominous CHALLENGING snar- Il
lie In her hazel eyes.
I'd not willingly be rude 70 a lady
ven in my thoughts" said he.
But the lady was not satisfied a.
n.
First you inputs 20 ne fnhu-
nanity. and then cowardice. Faith I.
'or nan who would not willingly
e rude TO a lady even IN his
thoughts, it's none so bad" Her
oyish laugh trilled cut, but the note
( It Jared his ears this time.
He saw her now, Il seemed 20 HIN,
or the first time. and saw how he
ad misjudged her.
Sure, now. how was 70 s-lsgs
nat that Coonel Bishop could
ave an angel for his niece7" said
= recklessly, for he was reckless
$ men often are in sudden peni-.
.nce.
You wuldn't. OF course. II
nould'nt think you often guess
right" Having withered him with
lat and her glance. she turned 10
er negro and the basket that he
arried. From this she lifted now
le fruits and delicacies with which
was laden. aud piled them In
lch heaps upon the beds of the six
paniards that BY che time she had
, served the last % them her bas-
ct was empty. and there was moth
" left for her own fellow-country-
zen.
Having thus enptied her basket.
be called her Negro. and without
mother word or so much as anoth-
r glance at Peter Blood, SWEEP out
the place with her head high and
hin thrust forward.
Peter watched her departure
hen he fetched a sigh.
CHAPTER VI
Plans of Escape
After that Arabella Bishop went
ally TO the shed on the wharf with