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7 What“. ome and are. Cost!“ 4: 1" IW’ 2J5 ' a» '2 Imam mm nothing lnnfh “"- Mflemen”-Captain Crowle I‘ 5338 to naeâ€"“first a. glass to “11- my little maid. Jack. it” he? Playtellow. and you’re “Waterman" 1' at nothing better. sit.” 'M‘ .n‘ â€"A-IA__ -A__A_A. am through. isn’i he. Captain “through. Captain Crowle." My -- m 1 man 0: ve as and "Ida. gm pect ‘3}; then. let us drink the lad’s And upon that the cabin boy. Wed no tamer order. dived 1n- “WR. produced a bottle. opened Md three glasses. who has walked that pan of the ', in command doth never lose the «authority. 'Joim Pentecosse.” he began. “I have for you in order to inform you on the recommendation of Capmin M rd here"-Captain Jaggard grave- mined his head In acquiescence- wixb the consent of Miss Molly .sole proprietor of this good ship. may of Lynn, 1 have promoted 101118 rank or chief officer.” fir.” I cried. overwhelmed. for 1m 1 bad no reason to expect this won for anozher two or three “What can 1 say?” e don‘t want you to say anything. my lad” The captain came “gunning on the quarter aecx 'mm the boy came up the saying that the captain to me. So 1 followed. t thinking of what he had to any. no more than some question logorcargo. such as the skipper emputting to his oflicers. In the captain’s cabin. however. I , .~ sitting at the table not only Cap- Jugard himself, but my old and patron. Captain Crowie. . jun: face was full of satisfaction ngood humor. so that it gave one ' only to look at him. But he 'ghtaad assumed the air or dig- . which spoke of the quarter deck. A M W This was the hu- Wfimufl Semple. I. “it:‘x"‘““'"wonu1conuga "ww‘smdm bound. to “W her work and “I thought you "”1381 0h. m m mu W --_, _ ' _ .: torbe apprenticed to go : “name Lady of Lynn. Just oh to set down that she j nbenona _ mm vessel 1n the little fleet . ”belonging to my young mis- . ward of Captain eight ships. all 1. "km Lady of Lynn, the ship in g. med my apprenticeship; the : , named after her father; we” Molly. after herself; the Jennifer. after her par- ,., Pride of Lynn. the Beauty . mg, the Glory of Lynn and NW M “Lynnâ€"£11 of which you may “on like 35 named after their , . lolly owned them all. mantel! you in this place why 'aymespecial must ever be re- ; bymeas the most 81111)be “we happiest that 1 had ever from the quarter deck and be- my old fripnd again. “Give me hand. You're young. but there’s a better sailor afloat. is there. Jaggrd?’ M Captain Crowle; none for his AND WE PORT. ”I Hi happiest day Of my me p to that time. be“ basest an ungrateful of men were 1 not to confess that I have since enjoyed many days far excell- that day, was the 20th F W m the year of grace 1747. Enron day. being my nineteenth Em. I was promOted' “”3“ '° I m be mate or chief officer on chip. the Lady of Lynn. mud n! Jagxfld- then engagEd in th‘ A- M onnl“ .2: hand With her sweet ~” u“fling face. ' V Mel-pain. Jack. but -._m J: *3 Mrs naturally. He’s salt tier Lisbon,” said Captain mug it out. “Goes even Me of the king. God bless oooooooo co oo 0... coo... cooouoouoooooo:oooo3oooooooooooouoooooooonooo30.020.03.30 ooouoéoooooo o O O 0 . o o o o o o o o o 0%. Queuoo"couooooooooooooooooouooooo00003000000000.3000...0000000300003000. o 000 0000000000 (2.:inz?§3?v??m.~?%?3 o co. znzn‘noonooo {u}{o$j$0;fuooo}o§§§o¢. “W 6n the quarter deck howlwasoo JULY 8rd, 1902. She was of a 'truly affectionate dispo- sition. her mind being as lovely as her face. In manners she was easy and compliant. in discourse sometimes grove and sometimes merry. As for her great possessions. she was so sim- ple in her tastes and hablts. being in all respects like the daughter of a plain merchantman's skipper. that she understood little or nothing of what these possessions meant or what they might bestow upon her. No one. however. must believe that there was any thought or discourse con- cerning love between us. i had been her companion and piayi'ellow. I knew her very mind and could tell at any time of what she was thinking. Some- times her thoughts were of high and serious things. Mostly they were of things simple. such as the prospects of the last brew or the success of the latest cordial. Of suitors she had none. although she was now. as I said. 16 years of age. There were no suitors. 1 very well know why. because. perhaps for friendly reasons, Captain Crowle had told me something of his ambition for his ward. She was too rich and too good for the young men of Lynn. What would any of them do with such an heiress? She was too rich and too good even for the gentlefolk of the county. a hearty. rough. good natured peopie who hunted and shot and feast- ed and drank. What would they do with an heims of wealth beyond their highest hopes had they any knowledge of her wealth? But I believe that they had none. No one knew how rich she was except the captain. The girl was intended by her guardian for some great man. He knew not as yet how he should find this great man. but he knew that there were very few. even of the noble lords in the house of peers. whose fortune or whose income would compare wan that or his wardâ€"bis lit- tke maicL And I. who knew this ambi- tion. knew aiso that l was trusted not to betray confidence nor to disturb the girl’s mind by any talk of love. Now. , I_ J!- O"'â€" 7 the mind of a young maid piously dw posed ls like the surface or a calm sea. which looks up to the sky and reflects the blue of heaven. undisturbed tlll Dan Cupid comes along and agitatea the calm with the reflection of some shepherd swaln and ripples the surface with new thoughts which are allowed by heaven. but be'ong not to any of Its many mansions. _â€"77' Therefore we talked of everything except love. ...... The sun went down as we sat talk- ing. The sun went dOWn. and the soft twilight of June. the month which most 1 love because there is no dark~ ness and a man on watch can discern ahead breakers and ships as well as the vast circle of the rolling sea. And then Nigra gathered her work together and arose. , “Come to supper. honey.” she said. “Come. Mass». Jack.” and she led the way. Supper over. the captain. instead of turning round his chair to the fireplace. filling his pipe and calling for another glass of October. as we espected. push- edback hischairandrosewithdig- ‘ “es and that soft cheek touched with :uddy hue and the velvet bloom of the September peach. she would draw aft- er her the whole town. with the king and his court and even the grand In. quisltor and his accursed crew of tor- turers. And so we sit and talked. while Nt- grs went on with her work, sitting at the feet of her mistress, whom she watched all the time as a dog keeps one eye always upon his master. Jennifer was her Christian name. sue got up and drew from the corner by the cupboard a stout crab tree cndgel. twisted and gnarled like the old tree from which It came. “Be not aevenge Captain Cro‘fle laughed. “Young. h be? Andlamoldam1? Weshall ried. But she was still a child. or a young girl. at heart. being one of those who. like a fine Orleans plum. ripen slowly and are all the better for the time they take; In person. if I may speak of what should be sacred. she was finely made. somewhat taller than the average. her hair of that fair color which is the chief glory of the Eng- lish maiden. If a Lisbon girl could ehow that fair hair. with those blue At this time my mistress was 16. a time when many girls are alreadymarâ€" “Jennifer." be add" mother. “the persuader.” ‘“ 7111‘â€" vu‘. vv-ps- 0 ed found guilty. séfitvnced and ceive his sentence a “Nay, Molly, the ship is yours. and I am but your servant. though a proud and joyful servant." ! m proud of you. Jack. because ev- erybody speak: to well of you. I met your father this morning md gave him the good news to rejoice his good old heart. He was too proud to confess his joy. But we know him, don’t we. Jack! Well. I confess I shall not be happy till you are Captain Pentecrosse, with a share in every cargo.” . Juds- 0 v oo 0‘ 00 .0 O O 00 o o ’0 O .0 O. O Like the captain. l was filled with amazement that Samuel. whom I knew well. who was my schoolteilow. should presume to lift his eyes so high. Alas! There is no bound or limit. i am as- sured, to the presumption of such as this stringer of foolish rhymes. Yet i felt some compunctlon for him be- cause he would most assuredly receive a basting such as would cure him ef- fectually of the passion called love. so far as this object was concerned. Presently we heard footsteps ci-nnch- lng the gravel. “Snug. my lad. Lie snug.” whlspered the captain. We heard the steps making their way along the path between the gooseberry and curt-ant bushes. Then they came out upon the grass lawn before the summer house. “The grass is as big as a quarter deck. Jack." said the cap- tain. “it will serve for the basting of a measly clerk. I‘ve knocked down many a mutlnous dog in the quarter deck.” The poet came to the summer house and stood omside. lrresolute. He could no: see the two occupants. He hemmed twice aloud. There was no reply. “Matchlefss Molly!" he whispered. We stepped into the summer house. now pretty dark. and waited expectant. "Divine maid! I am here at my feet. Nymph or the azure sea. I am here.” "'1‘ he devil you are!” cried the cap- tain. gtepping out. “Why. here Is a. precious villain for you! Jack. cut him off In the rear 11' he tries to get away. So~so. my young quill driver. you would pouch on the preseives of your ‘--â€" r-.. bum-rs. would you? Would you? Would you?" At each repetition be hanged the wooden post of the sum- rut-r house with his cudch The poet made no reply. but he look- ed m right and to left and behind him {or a way of est-ape. but found none. F’Sirz" 1 said. with submission “What did Molly say to this precious gpistle?" ‘Molly? Dost think that I would let the little maid see such ranting stun'? Not so. The black woman brought the precious letters to me. '1 here are three of them. Welt. Jack. Thou shalt see. Bush! I hear his step. Let us get Into the summer house and lie sang to see what hap- '0 pens. I will unii theeâ€"Samuel Sampleâ€"then." “What do you think of that. Jack? Samuel Semple. the rugged. stalking. sniveling. lmpudent son of a thieving exciseman! A very fine lover for my little maid! Ha, will he? W'ill he?" The captain grasped his codgel with resolution. I obeyed. The twilight gave snmcient light for reading the manuscript- Be- sides. the writing was large and in bold characters. “Why.” 1 said. “I “107 this writing. It is Sam Setnpie's.”~ "Very good. Go on. therefore"â€" At the very first words I Understood what had already happened and guess- ed pretty well what was going to hap- pen. "Molly divine! Thy heavenly charm prevail. Aawhenthemndothdaemudeand pale.” "No need for much more of the rub- bish. Jack. Read the last of it. I mad it all. and it made me sick.” "So, matchle. maid. thy silence grant: consent- See. at thy feet. the poet’l knee is bent When evening roan matter gramme taint And the sad Philomel men his plaini." “Did ever'man hear such stuff. Jack? Go on." “Within this bov’r. afar from light of men. Tomorrow. Wedneaday. at the hour 0! tan. That bow'r. a shrine a! love and temple 91!. for l was ready to bar his flight. wherefore his shoulders became round- ed and his head hung down and his knees trembled. Samuel Semple was caught in a trap. Some young fellows would have made (fight of it. but not Samuel. All he thought about was submission and nonresismnce. which might provoke pity. “Alb“. .llvv vâ€"- 'V.' “Three times. javkanapes. hast thou presumed to send stun to my ward Here they are." He took from me the last sheet of doggerel verso and drew from his pocket two more. “Here they areâ€"one. two. threeâ€"1H addressed to the matchleu Molly. Why. thou im- pudent villain, what devil prompted "W‘- m call her matcmesp Many? Matchless to such :3 you sin-ah. and that!” They with a will. The poet made no rem. again loo! right and left. for sqm‘efv. Greatly, marveling. I followed the captain as he marched out of the Pa!” lor. Arrived at thegarden. he 100k°d around. “So.” hemld, “he has not yet come. Perhaps it Is light enough for you to read some of his pernicious stuff." With that he put his hand into his pocket and drew forth a paper. "Read that. Jack. I say. read It}: _ ll“ W ‘9‘.” â€"v_ v Matchless to such :9 on! Take that sin-ah. and that!" They were laid on with a will. The poet groaned. but made no rem. again looking vainly to right and left for some way of escape. The basting which followed wasmeal- !! worthy of the days when Captain â€"vv w- â€"v '“v'v “Come with me, Jack. It shall not be said that I inflicted this punishment without a witness. All the world shall know about it, it so be the culprit 59' sires. Come with me. Jennifer. keep within. and if you hear groans 9781” the Lord for the correction of a sin. was not unusual In the house of n 1119' flee of the peace. DOE Soon after 12 o‘clock the doors of the private apartments were thrown open. and his lordship appeared wearing the look of dignity and proud condescen. sion combined which well became the star he wore and the ancient title which he had inherited. His age was about 30. a time of life when there lin- ger some remains of youth and the se rious responsibilities are yet with some men hardly felt. His face was cold and proud and hard. the lips firmly set. the eyes keen and even piercing. the features regular. his stature tall. but not ungainly; his figure manly. It was remarkable among those who knew him intimately that there was as yet no sign of luxurious living on face and figure. He was not as yet swelled out with wine and punch: his neck was still slender. his face pale. without any telltale marks of wine and debauchery. So far as appearance goes. the might pass it he chose for a person of the most rigid and even austere virtue. “Go home," I said. “You a man? You cry like I. whipped cur. Murder- ed? Not you. Cndgeled you are. and well you deserved it. Go home and get brown paper end vinegar and tell all the town how you lave been endg- eled for writing averse. to : matchleu mald. They will laugh. Sam Semple. They will laugh." “Justice," he said. “has been done without the cart and the cat. My pipe. Jennifer. end the home brewed. Mol- ly. my dear. your very good health.” A day or two afterward we heard that Sam Semple had gone to London to make his fortune. He was carried thither by the wagon that once a week makes the Journey to London. return- lng the following week. But when Sam Semple came back it was. in a chaise. with much splendor. as in due course you shall hear. You shall also hear of the singular gratitude with which be repaid ‘9 captain for that wholesome con-echo... regard: this nobleman. he was nothing better than n cold blooded. pitiless. self- lsh libertine. a rake and a voluptuary. one who knew and obeyed no laws save the laws of (so called) honor. These laws allow a man to waste his fortune at the gaming table. to ruin mnfidlng girls. to spend his time with rake companions in drink and dot and debauchery of all kinds. He must. however. pay his gambling debts; he must not cheat nt cards; he must be Growl. with an own hund queued a mutiny and drove the whole crew un- der hatches. The captain went beck to the parlor somewhat flushed with the exercise. This. as I have said. was considered remarkable by his friends. most of whom were already stamped on face and feature and figure with the out- ward and visible tokens of a profligam life. for. to confess the truth at the very beginning and not to attempt con- cealment or to sufler a raise belief as It was a poor. shrinking. trembling flxuro full of bruises and aches and pains that presently, arose and slunk away. I should have felt sorry for him had he taken punishment like a man. Why, I would maroon any or my crew who would cry and grove] and snivel whenvtied up for his three dozen. It made one sick and ashamed to see him and to hear him, with his “Mercy. captain! 0h. enough. good captain! Oh. captain. I confess! I deserve it all. Never again, captain. Oh. forgiveness. forgiveness!” and so on. I say it made me sick and ashamed. When all was over. I followed him to the garden gate. “Oh. Jack,” he groaned. “you stood by and saw it all! I am a den... man. He shall be hanged for it. You are the witness. I am nothing but a bag of broken bones, ribs and collar bones and skull. I am a poor. unfortu- nate. murdered man. I am done to death with a cudgel.” polite in speech: he must be ready to fight whenever the occasion calla for his sword and the quarrel teem of suf- ficient importance. Lord _Fyllngdale. however. was not among those who found his chief pleasure acourlng the streets and in mad riot. You shall learn in due course what form: of pleasure chiefly attracted him. CHAPTER II. A mm mm '1: In three years later. We nre now In the year 1750. At 12 o'clock In the morning the ante- room of the townhouse of the right honorable the Earl of F‘yungdale ' was tolerably filled with a mixed company attending hll levee. i have said that his face wan proud. There was not. l believe. any man liv- ing in the whole world who could com- pare with Lord Fylingdale for pride. An overwhelming pride lat upon hia brow. was proclaimed by his eyes and was betrayed by his carriage. With such pride did Lucifer look round upon his companions. fallen as they were and in the depths of hopeleaa ruin. He was dressed in s manner becom- ing to his rank. Need we dwell upon his coat of purple velvet. his embroid- ered waistcoat. his white silk stock- ings. his lace of mines and crust. his gold buckles and his gold clocks. his laced hat carried under his arm. his Jeweled sword hilt and the rings upon his fingers? You would think by his dress that his wealth was equal to his pride. and by his reception of the suit- The ievee began. One after the other stepped up to him. spoke a few words. received a few words in neply and re- tired. each apparently weii pleased. for promise. cost nothing. To the poet who noted for a. subscription and prot- tered a dedication my lord promised the former. accepted the latter and added it few words of praise and good wishes. But the subscription was nev- er paid. and the dedication was after- ward altered so far as the super-crip- tion to another noble patron. .To the hrs that his'power was equal 00 both pride md wealth together: clergyman who asked for a country living then vacant my lord promiaod the moat kindly consideration and hado him write his request and send it hit: by letter for better assurance of n9 membrance. 'no the oincer he promised hia company an only due to gallantry and military skill. To the place hunter he pmmised a post far beyond the dreams and the hopes of the suppliant. Nothing more came of it to either. “4.. The compuy grew thin. One after the other the suitors withdrew to teed on promises. It is like opening your mouth to drink the wind. But ’twu niltheygot. When they were gone. Lord Fyllng- dale looked round the room. In the window stood, dangling s. cane tron: his wrist. n gentleman dressed in the highest nnd the latest tnshion. Yet when one looked more closely it wns seen that this gnllnnt exterior”- myed sn ancient gentleman whose yenrs were proclaimed by the shnrpen~ ing or his (estates. the wrinkles of his feet. the crow's feet round his eyes fitting the same. We have in stock Four at tie bani-es of masses made toyday, and guarantee best satisfaction as to Style, Fit and Price in town. -uvu' Ind his bending shoulders. which he continually endeavored to net square and upright. But in one hand end mum: in the other. he ambled to- ward his lordship on tiptoe. which hap- “Thy net-nut. Slr Hurry.” My lord offered hlm hls hand with condescen- Ilon. “It warm‘n my heart to see thee. Therefore I sent a letter. Briefly. 8!: Harry. wouldnt do me n service?” “1 nm always at your lordlhlp’s com- mands. Thll. I hope. I hove proved." “Then. 81:- Harry. this la the one. I h probable that for cermln prince mmlmyhnvetopnynvisltton country town. n town of urpnullnl end traders. not a town of fashlou." Slr Hurry shudder-ed. “Patience. my friend. I know not how long I shall endure the barbaric company. But I must go. There-ore reasonsâ€"let me whisper. reasons of state. Important secretsâ€"which all me there.” Slr Hur- ry smiled and looked incredulous. “I want on the spot a trlcn "â€"Slr Harry mulled again. as one who begun to un- derstandâ€" “n friend who would np- poned Just the “I will do whatever your lordship commands. Yet to leeve town at this sensorâ€"It m then the month‘ of April -- “the usembly. the park. the card table. the society otthelodieoâ€" It Eiwpl'o tint the Lady Aunt-Ill. mygothere. ShewilLunsmLkeev thebankltobodoeufl" aid. with uni comm. “I come in obedience to your letter of command.” Wg‘My cum. 811' 3117!. Wm be ‘3 your hands. I lave It there confiden- 7“: understand. Your lordship u I» accumulate-virtues"â€" Then a genthman In scarlet PM? ed tumult. “Your lordship'l most obedient." 1?. “Colonel. you will hold yourself in mdlneutogointo the country. There wlnbephy. Yonmaylooeumuchu you please to ‘81:- Harry Mayn- or to wyonoellowhom monetary will point out to you. Per-Imps you may hue co receive 3 momma tron me. We are stranger: remember. and point of expenditure." will converse With thee mm on the There remained one suitor. He was a clergymandrcssedinaflnecflkcu- sockwtthbandsotthowmmtands noble wig of the order mastic. 'I doubt [fumbbhmmmdtm‘ finer. ‘Vo Go DIINOON’ zen-to be'the fashionable ‘ ple that I would speak wun nun," â€" ordered. Mr. Seaple. the same Sumac! vho- youhaveneennnderubssflnxtmmth- captain. til now changed and mun- ibetter. Howarethedte-otcpou. ‘Atthlsumehealsoctnedhumeltuo- retary to his lordship. “Hangmfltheteuowtsn'tmm withher himself! Itsheisallthh. mthnottpplyyoux-oelttorth panama-e1” FWherml-dhnkecplofl‘ Whine-sandman“ on his heel. and his chaplain was db- mined. When the levee was finished and everybody gone. Lord Fyllngdale sank into a chair. I know not the nature fl his thoughts save that they were Id pleasant. for his (we grew darker ev- , t... WkMJewry. 111mm,- now vacant. With my small beneflca 1n the country it would suit me buggy: XnT Inset your lordahlp'l domestic chaplain? Must I not keep up the die- nlty due to the poddoq?” _ A‘- “Your dignity h costly. I must get I bishoprlc at l danery for you. Ilean- umelhsvoomnlloervicetoukot you.” “Small? My lord. let it be great: cannot be too great.” . “ltuthstyongomtothoconntrz for me." “Not to Both or to Oxford? “Not to either; to another place. wherethey tnownotthy unworthy fame. Very good. I thought I could depend upon your loytlty. As for u- nngementl :nd time” you will has! from my comm." So my lord turns. “sémple.” and m. lordship. emu-h. his legs and playing with the tassel d his sword knot. “I have read thy Id- “Your lordship will inputs"â€" “First. who: a the wing of u- tary for six months. I have manta! ;ry tfioxient. Finally he sprang to In. feet and rm: the bell. “Tell pit. Sen- perused all your londship’s letters. I have slso In my zeal for your lordshm interests looked about me. and I db covered what I ventured to sues II that presume." “We", sir?" “Namely. that the Fynngdsle m lordship's nice sense of honorâ€"tho up 1, resource left is mentions." ‘ “You mesa”- “1 mean s «ruin Indy and s certs” “Acmmcoloredcomplexlontouch- edwlthrednndpinhughtmlncurh andblneeyegthetacemdfigureots Venus. the sweetest mouth in the woddundtbetondestmanner.” “How. air? Do you dare? What I:- put this mtdon into your M?" u A. “And-omwmeabontthem heiress. and you propose 8 91111”- “I have had the temerity to do to.” “Yes. To“ me once more about Oh girl and chant her fol-tune." t “"kay; my lord: I have no thought bi for your lord-mph Intends. bell". “flannel-Molly Miller. Shah mot-plum. Bermudian [Inbound sailor whomukenthegreatestan othaproperty. Showman-e. umdy when her father died. 1m wulSyeur-ago. 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