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(Continued From Rnturdat.)
“Ton have chosen wisely, sir,” she
•ommended him, "however much
•gainst your Inclinations.”
"I owed It to you—or thought I
did,” he said.
"Tour resolve delivered Die from
ft horrible danger," she admitted. “But
X do not understand why you should
k*ve hesitated when first it was pro
posed to you. It is an honorable
service.”
“King James'?” he sneered.
"England's,'’ she corrected him in
reproof. “The country is all, sir; the
sovereign naught. King James will
pass; England remains, to be honor
ably served by her sons, whatever
rancour they may hold against the
man who rules her in their time.”
“Shrewd advocacy,'' he approved it.
“You should h ive spoken to the crew
Do you support now that this honor
able service might redeem one who
was a pirate and a thief?”
“If he . - . needs redeeming. Per
haps ... he has been judged too
harshly.”
"Why ... if ye think that,” he
said, considering her, an odd hunger
in ills glance, "life might have its
uses, after all, and even the service
of King Janies might become toler
able. If you will go below, and get
your gear and your woman, you shall
presently be sent aboard one of the
ships of the fleet."
She left hint, and thereafter, with
Wolverstone, leaning upon the rail,
he watched the approach of that boat,
manned by a dozen sailors, and com
manded by a scarlet figure seated
stiffly in the stern sheets. The dep
uty proved to be an officer named
Calverley.
Hia air, as he stepped into the
waist of the Arabella, was haughty,
truculent and disdainful.
Blood, the king's commission now
in his pocket, and Lord Julian stand
ing beside bim^waited to receive him,
and Captain Calverley was a little
taken aback at finding himself con
fronted by two men so very different
outwardly from anything that he had
expected. , . „ .
“Good-day to you, sir." Blood hailed
him pleasantly. "I have the honor to
give you welcome aboard the Ara
bella. My name is Blood—captain
Blood, at your service. You may
have heard of me.”
“It’s your surrender I require, m>
man, not your impudence.” Calverley
demanded. Captain Blood appeared
surprised, pained. He turned in ap
peal to Lord Julian. .....
-D' ye hear that now? And did ye
ever hear the like" But what did
T toll ye? Y© see, th* young gentle ,
man's under a misapprehension en
tirely. Perhaps it 11 save broken
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New York
• •Day by Day—
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By O. O. M INTYKE.
New York. Sept. 28.—A page from
the diary of a modern Samuel Pepys:
Early up and out Into the city to
breakfast and saw Edna Ferber who
h. -( a boyish ;bob, as have nearly ell
1 be Brea, ladles of the town. Came
Jack Gait and sat with me awhile
and found him interesting as ever.
I'ast my accounts and found I have
gained several pounds since last cast
ing and then to some trouble and
w'crrv how to spend It. So with my
Wife to walk in Central park and
found m: ny things unnoticed before
' lrf exploring there.
Among other things a petrified tree
and a rock the exact shape of an
elephant, next to the Indian cave in
the ramble. Too. a clear water
spring hard by Grotto bridge, the
smallest In the park.
I Home and at my stint and found
lY.o task fairly pleasant, as ail labor
should be So in gay spirits to a
party in Greenwich Village, and all|
wore blue smocks and quaffed hot
1 coffee from tumblers. So home late
and to tod.
Hard by St. Paul flower market on
Fulton street is the oldest drug store
In tho city. It is a brick building
with Iron foot scrapers gracing the
doorway- b. was here Washington
camo for his cough mixtures and
Aaron burr and Alexander Hamilton
swapped gossip over the counter ln
eid°. the blackened beams are fast
ened with wooden nails. The pro
prietor with tho jaunty name of
Tommy Tucker lias a show case filled
with a bundle of crispy old prescrip
tions dating ages hack. It Is a drug
■tore that strangely enough In this
age sells nothing but prescription
drugs, it does not sell patent nos
trums of the day.
_ In the same neighborhood there Is
romance to be found along the water
front not much changed from the
days of packets and clipper ships. In
atead of tho clipper ships, however,
are squatty market boats filled with
food for uptown hotels. But the down
at the hee! atmosphere of the old
•lips remains. Tho streets ore cob
bled and great fetlocked horses pull
ponderous drays. In the area Is the
famous ’ Five Points,” the neighbor
hood which has attained such a lurid
reputation for the number of foreign
ers Who try to hide their guilty
Becrets along Its crowded streets.
It Is said Scott Fitzgerald and wife
recently fled to Europe because
friend* and mere acquaintance* In
sisted upon making their home *t
Great Neck a rendezvous—a sort of
JmJf-way roadhouse. King Gardner,
who lives next door, hat a property
•Ign which he puta out In hia front
yard on Saturday and Sunday. The
■lgn reads: "The Tsirdners are away
for the week-end." But It didn't work.
The Gardners are now In Europe.
Great Neck Is the theatrical colony
■nd many of the players leave the
theater on Saturday night and have
■ *ort of progressive surprise party
ftxnong their friends. One of the dis
advantages of living In the country
■round New York Is the habit of city
residents descending like locusts over
the week end and eating their host*
eut of bouse and home,
The Pullman Porters’ club gave a
ball tho other night In Wsst 83d
••reel. AH the porters were In full
drees, even to white gloves. But one
Btfle Illusion about porters wns com
pletely shattered Not a porter there
««t named George,
Fifth avenue wa» enlivened by s
runaway recently. A Shetland pony
|ftttn> n<-d to a dinky child'* carl de
eldeil to emulate Maud 8. down the
famous street. It rsn for three blocks
•nd was stopped by a traltlc cop. tin
ths Ilnur was a curly halted girl,
•ollJid asleep, oblivious of all excite
plect
ll'iipt I l(lit. IKt )
bones if your lordship explains just
who and what 1 am."
"I have the honor to inform you.
sir," he said stiffly, "that Captain
Blood holds a commission in the
king s service under the weal of my
Lord Sunderland, his majesty's sec
retary of state.”
"And who the devil may you be?"
"i’ou’re not very civil, sir, as I
have already noticed. My name is
Wade—Lord Julian Wade. 1 am his
majesty's envoy to these barbarous
parts, and my Lord Sunderland's near
kinsman. Colonel Rlshop has been
notified of my coming."
"I ... I believe that he has," said
Calverley, between doubt and suspi
cian. "That is: that he has been noti
fied of the coming of Lord Julian
Wade. But . . . but . . , aboard
this ship . . .?”
"If Captain Blood will show you
his commission, pprlmps that will set
ail doubts at rest," concluded his
lordship.
Captain Blood thrust a parchment
under Calverley's bulging eyes.
"I must return to Colonel Bishop
for my orders," he informed them.
At that moment a lane was opened
In the ranks of the men, and through
this came Miss Bishop, followed by
her octoroon woman. Over his shoul
ders Captain Blood observed her ap
proach.
"Perhaps, since Colonel Bishop Is
with you, you will convey his niece
to him. Miss Bishop was aboard the
Royal Mary, and 1 rescued her. to
gether with his lordship. She will lie
able to acquaint her uncle with the
details of that and of the present
state of affairs."
“As for me," said Lord Julian, with
Intent to make Miss Bishop's depar
ture free from all interference on
the part of the buccaneers, "I shall
remain aboard the Arabella until we
reach Port Royal. My compliments
to Colonel Bishop. Say that I look
forward to making his acquaintance
there."
CHAPTER XIX.
Hostilities.
In the great harbor of Port Royal
the Arabella rode at anchor. Almost
she had the air of a prisoner, for a
quarter of a mile ahead, to starboard,
rose the lofty, massive single round
tower of the fort, whilst a couple
of cables' length astern, and to lar
board, rode the six men-of-war that
composed the Jamaica squadron.
On a cane day-bed that had been
set for him on the quarterdeck, shel
tered from the dazzling, blistering
sunshine by an improvised awning of
brown sailcloth, lounged Peter Blood.
Things had not sped at all well
with him In the past fortnight, since
his acceptance of the king's commis
sion. There had been trouble with
Bishop from the moment of landing
As Blood and Lord Julian had stepped
ashore together they had been met by
Colonel Bishop, who took no pains to
dissemble his chagrin at the turn
of events and his determination to
chance It.
Blood's thoughts were upon this
and other things as the lounged there
on the day-bed. He had been a fort
night In Port Royal, his ship virtually
a unit now In the Jamaica squadron.
And when the news of it reached Tor
tuga and the buccaneers who awaited
h1s return, the name of Captain Blood,
which had stood so high among the
Brethren of the Coast, would become
a byword. And for what had he
placed himself in this position? For
the eake of a girl who avoided him
so persistently and Intentionally that
he must assume that she still regard
ed with aversion. Nor was that the
worst of It. He was allowed plainly
to perceive that It was the graceful,
elegant young trifler from St. James,
Lord Julian Wade, to whom her every
moment was devoted. What chance
had he, a desperate adventurer with
a record of outlawry, against such a
rival a? that; a man of parts, more
over, as he was bound to admit?
A boat that had approached un
noticed from the shore came scrap
ing and bumping against the great
red hull of the Arabella. Capta.n
Blood rose, tall, active and arrest
ingly elegant in a scarlet, gold-laced
coat that advertised his new post
tion.
"A note for*you from the deputy
governor," said Jeretny Pitt shortly,
as he proffered a folded sheet.
Blood broke th» seal and read. "It
is a very peremptory summons,” he
said, and passed the note to his
friend.
The young master's gray eyes
skimmed it.
"You'll dot go?” he said, between
question and assertion. "Why did ye
let Wolverstone and the others go?"
he cried with a touch of bitterness.
"Y'ou should have seen the danger."
"How could I in honesty have de
tained them? It was In the bargain.
Resides, how could their staying have
helped me?" And as Pitt did not
answer him: "Ye see?" he said, and
shrugged. “I'd be getting my hat
and cane and sword, and go ashore
In the cockboat. See it manned for
me."
"Ye're going to deliver yourself Into
Bishop's hands." Pitt warned him.
Blood knew hk well as Bitt that In
going ashore that morning ho carried
his life In his hands. Walking leis
urely, he skirted the embattled wall
and passed through the great gates
into the courtyard. On Ills right
stretched a spacious garden, beyond
which ro«o the white house that was
the residence of the deputy governor.
In that garden’s main avenue, that
was fringed with palm and sandal
wood, ho had caught sight of Mi--**
Ill shop alone. He crossed the court
yard with suddenly lengthened stride.
"Good morning to ye, maani," was
his greeting ns In* overtook her; and,
hat in hand now, he added on a note
of protest: "Sure, it's nothing less
thun uncharltuble to make me run In
this heat."
"Why d" you run, then?" ehe naked
him coolly, mending mini and straight
before him, all In white and very
maidenly gave in her unnatural com
puaure. "I am pressed,” she Informed
him. "So you will forgive me if 1 <»
not stay.** . .41 •
“You were none so pressed until i
oame.M _
“Since you perceive It, sir, I ^*°n
•«. i r T
d«*r that you trouble to be l
■Intent."
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them, ami It v\,i* asnir.at Hb» d i
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