The Waterbury Democrat., 1938-03-26
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I've a small trunk" Polly told him in a voice that she strove to make old and weary. "Ill have it here on the dock" But she did not speak of her dog.
 When black night had fallen Polly dragged her trunk to the wharf and sat down to wait. It seemed safer here than in that evil inn, and the air was certainly bet ter. This was the same Star-filled sky, she reminded herself, that had covered her at home, and these waves were but part of the same restless Atlantic that broke in white foam on the coast of Connecticut. This water was part of the sea, and the sea tonight bore Jerry on it's breast, so she must love this wa ter and not fear it. Whenever Nul- sance gave one of his low ominouS growls she soothed him, being calm herself.
 After a while she heard the grating of oarlocks and the untitled splash of oars. A dory appeared, and when 1t had docked, the smuggler's large figure loomed out of it and approached her.
 Though he handled the little trunk as though it were feather, he grumbled his displeasure at having to take it into the boat, and when he saw the dog his grumbling turned to oaths.
 "Ye can't take that beast aboard" he decreed, with its barkin' and yippin'!"
 You've not heard him bark or yip. The worst he does is to growl little. You'll take him or I'm not going. You've got my money yet"
 A pause, then, Come aboard, but if e barks, e gets the belayin 1 pin to quiet i'm"
 Nuisance lay on Polly's lap in the rowboat and made no sound; and when they reached the lugger Polly carried him on board with caution and apprehension.
 The crew, she calculated, num- bered dozen men. They looked like the dregs of France and Spain and Portugal, picked less for strength than cunning. They eyed her and the dog with lowering expressions, and she deemed it best to glare back at them, giving them as good as they sent in ill will.
 She followed Mclean aft to the cabin. The swinging lamp had a sooted chimney but it managed to reveal as dismal shippers re- treat as Polly had ever set eyes on. The scared bulkheads were hung with weapons - muskets, cutlasses and knives; torn rigging lay about; boxes and bales stood everywhere. In one corner was an iron strong box with heavy paddock.
 The man now opened this with brass key he carried. I'll ave your passage money" he said; and when Polly took it from her pocket and counted it out for him he clutched it hastily and locked it away. I've ardly asked ye enough he added thoughtfully.
 Polly turned inside out her vol luminous pocket and said like an irritated old woman, Not enough, you robber? You've got it all!"
 This modified him and he told her to make herself at home. wen be sailin' inside the hour"
 Left alone in the cluttered cabin, Polly leaned back against a pile of canvas and listened to the tramp of feet, the harsh voices and the running up of sail that was taking place above. Presently the small lugger was under way and the shouting ceased. Weariness over came Polly and she slept.
 She wakened to a low groWl from Nuisance. Stilling him, she got up and looked rom porthole that gave to landward. The lug ger was at rest, anchored off a cove which rising moon showed to be cliff lined and chalky, but broken by dark ravine. A laden rowboat was approaching the lug ger from the cove; in the dark ravine two lanterns bobbed like firefies So this was the way smuggled goods was landed and sent to sea!
 As a keg was hauled aboard Nuisance parked. Polly, in con- sternation, slapped him so violent ly that he retreated behind bale bowling in a very injured way Polly dived after him and brought him out, catching a lock of hail on a bayonet point as she did so and pulling offher w:s.
 As she arose with the dog ir her arms, the door opened anc Mclean entered. He stared at hel as she stood at bay, tall anc straight and surprised. Shor