The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1927-07-08

early days spent In that part OF tie
world.
"That was great country TOR a
boy to spend his childhood in he said
presently, Eat least in the days when
l. was a youngster. That was during
the gold rush, you know. They were
finding it everywhere. VAnd wild lot
of men they were. And If we had gold
hunters ashore, we had pirates, and
famous ones, too, afloat. Why, l my
sSlf saw Bully Franklin once"
"Was he pirate?" Ashton inquired
politely. but with no great interest.
"Was he piratel Well. what does
fame amount to? He was a pirate
that British cruiser once spent a
whole year looking for, tramping up
and down the Pacific on the widest
goose chase that ever a cruiser led"
was rather glad to get the doctor
to talking of something besides the
murder, so I pushed along on this top
&c. 81 suppose he got what was com
Ing to him, at last" remarked.
swell. / don't know; not poetic JUS
tice certainly. Nothing like what his
crimes called for. He was killed as
the result of love affair Of his. lie
made love to Maori girl that one Of
his men was interested in. and it's said
the fellow Dashed his head with Il
tiller one night as he was coming
aboard, up over the side. His crew
went all to pieces after that. The au-
thorities got hold Of most of them and
hanged them in short order"
GLOW did you happen to see him?"
asked. 81 should think pirate
would be rather a difficult man to
come to close quarters with"
LETS See" he answered retlectiveIy.
ut was when we were living at Hokit-
Xxi. My father was manager Of a
branch of the Union hank there.
Franklin put into the harbor and came
ashore. was only lad then. and 4
good deal disappointed that he hadn't
long black mustache and a pair of
pistols in his belt. He probably had
the pistols somewhere. but they didn't
show. and he was mild looking
enough"
Then he turned suddenly to Ashton.
"How old man did you say this Nor.
gan was?"
"a man apparently about sixty"
"Well If he was out in that part OF
the world when was, he. was old
enough to have had rather lively
time"
Our cab pulled up at the door to the
hospital just then. and we found Doc
tor Reinhardt waiting for us in the
Office.
II don't know whether II Is a case
that will interest you. or not" he said,
"but it's rather curious. She was
picked up for drunk. half frozen, out
of the gutter by y irolman. He
rang up the wagon and they took her
to the police station. but the desk
sergeant disagreed with the diagnosis.
and sent her here. Gilbert was on
duty when they brought her in. about
two O'Clock this morning. and he
thought III was cOncVSSlOn VI LHe bidlH.
For myself, don't believe it. I'd say,
to look at her. that she's normally,
asleep, except that we can't wake her..
Shes queer looking; pretty, in sort
Of outlandsh way. When last looked
ut her she was mumbling the queerest
gibberiSh you ever heard. I've got
nodding acquaintance with most of the
languages that come in here, but |
never heard anything that sounded at
all like this"
"Come along" said Doctor McAlis'
ter; "I'd like to take look at her."
Doctor Reinhardt made no objection
to Ashton's accompanying us, so to-
gether we followed him into the long
white ward. The girl we found lying
upon the narrow cot, beside which we
stopped, justified his description Of
her. She was not at all Il beauty, ac-
cording to our standards, but the
thought came to me that in some far
Off corner of the world where stand
ards were different, she might have
been accounted so, possibly in su.
preme degree.
(To BE CCNTINuED.)