Mountain Home Republican. [volume] (Mountain Home, Idaho) 1915-1946, 1923-09-28

Tor TO smoke pipe until MS morse
should come down from the hamlet,
for we had no stabling at the old
Benbow 1 followed him in, and l
remember observing the contrast the
neat, bright doctor, with his powder
as white as snow, and his bright,
black eyes and pleasant manners,
made with the coltish country folk,
and above all, with that filthy,
heavy, bleared scarecrow of a pirate
of ours, sitting far gone in rum, with
his arms on the table. Suddenly he
the captain, that is-began to pipe
up his eternal song:
Fifteen men on the dead mans
chest
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum!
Drink and the devil had done for
the rest
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum!
At first l had supposed 'the dead
mans chest" to be that identical big
box of his upstairs in the front room,
and the thought had been mingled
in my Nightmares with that of the
one-legged seafaring man. But by
this time we had all long ceased to
pay any particular notice to the
song; it was new, that night, to no
body but Doctor Livesey, and on him
l observed it did not produce an
agreeable effect, for he looked up for
moment quite angrily before he
went on with his talk to old Taylor
the gardener, on a new cure for
rheumatics. In the meantime the
captain gradually frightened up at
his own music, and at last tapped
his hand upon the table before him
in a way we all knew to mean-si-
lence. The voices stopped at once,
all but Doctor Livesey's; he went on
as before, speaking clear and kind,
and drawing briskly at his pipe be-
tween every word or two. The cap
tain glared at him for awhile, tapped
his hand again, glared still harder,
and at last broke forth with a viii
famous oath: Silence, there be-
tween decks!"
Were you addressing me, sir?'
said the doctor; and when the ruff
fan had told him, with another oath,
that this was SO, replied, 81 have on
ly one thing to say to you, sir, that
if YOU keep on drinking rum, the
world will soon be quit of very
dirty scoundrel!"
The old fellows fury was awful.
He sprang to his feet, drew and
opened sailors clasp-knife, and
balancing it open on the palm of
MS hand, threatened to pin the doc .
or to the wall.
The doctor never so much as
moved. He spoke to him, as before, =
,ver his shoulder, and in the same :
one of voice, rather high, so that D
Ill the room might hear, but per q
ectly calm and steady:
"If you do not put that knife this =
Instant into your pocket, I proimse' =
lpon my honor, you shall hang at =
he next assizes."
Then followed battle of looks Y
etween them; but the captain soon =,
,uckled under, put up his weapon :,
nd resumed his seat, grumbling like
beaten dog. -
"And, now, sir" continued the :,
octor, "since 1 now know there's -
UGH fellow in my district, you
lay count I'll have my eye upon you %
ay and night. I'm not a doctor on !,
y. I'm a magistrate; and If l catch
breath of complaint against you, p
it's only for a piece of incivility p
Ike tonights, I'll take effectual -
leans to have you hunted down and
,uted out of this, Let that suffice. -
Soon after Doctor Livesey's horse :,
ame to the door and he rode away, -
ut the captain held his peace that a.
yening and for many evenings to -