Mr. Trunnell

o the forward house, Chips had alrea

t no telegraphs, an' th' only witnesses is the men concerned-or the wimmen. The men may or mayn't say a thing or two after getting the run av th' beach, but as th' critters have to wait half a

s second under him. Ye all know that old pirit. But this time he didn't have any hand in Andrews's game. A

ome drinks. That's the last any one sees av Jameson fer a year or more on th' West Coast, fer whin he comes to, he was

mean trick," int

sn't made of iron wud git along wid Jacobs or his mates. They hazed him terrible; an', as they ware one hundred an' seventy days an' nights to Liverpool, he took the scurvy

n he saw th' Starbuck standin' out o' th'

ost women," snarled th

ameson had deserted, fer he proved fair enough he had shipped aboard th' Baldwin, without so much as saying good-by. There ware plenty of men to back him on that, includin' th' boatman what rowed them aboard. Finally, partly by blandanderin' an' a-feelin' ar

aitin' at Valparaiso whin they drafted him into the Dago army, an' he was lucky enough to be on th' side what got licked. Then there ware no use waitin' there fer th' Starb

," said the bos'n; "he'd have had

Especially kind-hearted fellers like Jameson what niver cud hurt no one. As soon as some av Jameson's friends who knew of th' affair told his wife, she wint right into th' cabin where Andrews was, an' afore he knew what she ware up to, she had shot herself. And

ave me a sidelong look

it and smile

"What one wasn't th' other was, and wice wersa. They lay there two m

th' Starbuck lay. She hobbled on to th' gang-plank an' started aboar

ard to visit ye-but no, maybe it's yer swateheart, fer ye have an uncommon qu

eet away, an' from where I sat on th' rail I c

ag driftin' along the deck? Blast you for a red-headed shell-back, d'ye s'pose I'd take up wid wimmen av your choice? No, I never makes a superior officer jealous;' an' wid that he

r old head, ye owld raskil, ye've b

her hat brim flopped over her face. O

ler av th' fleet ye're

man looked

tone, 'eets my little gal I looks fe

better get ashore afore I calls one av thim

av th' old woman's eyes, t

e one pay attention, 'twas so deep an' solemn like. I ware listening an' a few so

red for her-Yes, by God, she ware a g

iff hard at his vial. 'Twas good, he used to say, fe

, she ain't aboard here. We don

an, an' her voice ware a whisper that died away,

meson ye wished

d woman

e-er,' an' thin he stop

nth ago. How was it ye niver hearn tell? Waren

om 'Frisco,

a month gone. Th' old man buried her dacent like, fer, as ye say, she ware a rale good gal, 'pon me whurd, f

he gave a hard gasp. Thin she stood huddled forninst th' deck-house, an'

lookin' at th' hill away off t' th' eastward av th' town an' beyant to th' great southern mountings av th

d straight beyant her nose an' held her way firm an' strong

,' he called, ''tis a mo

th' news affected th' poor old crayther. It puts me in mind av the time whin I had an o

are a tough one to tell th' old gal on so short notice.

wl, what cud

come aboard agin, come to a man as is used to thim. A man as can talk an' act in a way they likes.

this come fr

in her mouth,

n't healthy to be wearin' around these parts just now

t cud have been

at?' says

her. 'Twas so, fer a fact. He had it in his mouth to kape us from knowin' his voice, an' by

yer life, so bear a hand an' let's stand away after

bed down to th' dock an' follows. It was evenin' now, an'

t like a man thinkin' over th' past. He had some five minutes' start av th' mates, an' whin a poor beggar woman spoke to him he scared her half to death with his voice when he a

me along a few minutes

' old gal walkin' along wid her rags tied in a bundle tucked under

're right fer onct

' if I wants yer, I'll sing out, an' ye can bear a hand an' help.' Garnett

an' he lays his hand on her shoulder wid a grip to ta

nkee dog. Help! Murder! ye bloody raskil! Help, help!' Thin she ware u

scoundrel, Jameson, I kn

, bear a hand

him, bite him, even though he's as tough as nails. Yell him deaf, owld leddy. Do it fer his mether's sake, th' scand'lous owld rake he is. Get his year in yer tee

h fer human natur' to stan', an' so away goes Garnett down th' street as fast as his bow-legs can git him over th' beach, wid his sheets slacked off a-runnin' fre

d!' bawls O'Toole, rolling on th

jumped out to stop him, but I knowed Garnett would niver stop this side o' th' gangway av his ship, an' sure 'nuff, out flashes his hand an? th' Dago rolls over an' over. They yelled harder than ever, an' Garnett had to shake out

, but O'Toole ware laffin' so he couldn

' sez he. ''Pon me whurd, 'tis a hangin' matter this time, fer th' dama

rowd a-hootin' an' jeerin', but finally th' skipper got some soldiers to carry th' old gal away. Thi

e mean?' asked Andrews

in dis

this one looked enough like him from a stern view. 'Tis a bad trade, though, this

s' eye whin this ware said, but he took no notice an' went

ed up at the light, and a different expression came upon him. The bos'n's smile died away, and al

' one lyin' down, I saw them both plain enough. Jameson's head made me feel sick wid th' horror av it. Whin I spoke, Andrews let th' poor fellow sink back again, an' as I stood alongside I saw th' flowers th' skipper had bought lyin' on th' grave nigh th' hand av poor Jameson, which still held his pistil. Th' old man said nothin', but there ware a hard look in his eyes as I saw him lookin' at th' tops av th' big Chilean mountings where th' sunken sun made

per of some American ship, maybe this same one, if he gets clear o

g," said Jim, "I say it's best to go back again a

him safe where the wind won't annoy him; but I'm not the skippe

d the old man, but he wouldn't hea

Jim, with a shrewd look at me; "but if you were to try t

'ad the English ship, sa

he ole man to pu

decided to go aft the first thing in the

with us, Mr. Rollin

ll," s

inue the discussion further the bells struck out lo

et the course from the mate and walk fore and a