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EM] sengers aboard, haven’t you?" Y ”Yes," said the steward. . 'em wants to get home for Christmas, you see. It's not a favourite time for OI‘OSSIPg, but this is a new ship, and captain’s a favourite, many on ’em have been wai never saw, so many afore, ' 0' year." “Hah! Anybody particular aboard?”‘ “Well, there’s a live lord among the rest. A young fellow, I believe, a fellow, by the way, cabin, Mr. Fexâ€"rum name, â€"he has a gentleman to wait on him.” "Do you think Sir B. wants a valet? That’s my business, you knoxy.” “Oh! I,didn’t. know," replled CHAPTER III. The ship had put into Lough Foyle. for Moville. The tender from Barry had brought up one or two passengers. The mails had been transhipped. And now the Kamschatkan, bracing herself to the task, was rapidly leaving Tory behind her. running directly into the teeth of a nor'â€"wester. The night fell black and drizzly; the ship. without a stitch of canvas, and with her top- masts lowered, hurled on by the enor- mous pressure of the uttering screw, pitched her how gallantly at the vas advancing waves, ran up their sliding bosoms until she nearly reached the crest, quivered a moment up there on that dizzy height, and then plunging the tons of boiling surf that capped these leviathan rollers of the deep, and shaking them off her shoulders in a hissing fall of foam, she darted down with dizzy vehemence to the bottom of the vast abyss which the rising mass had left behind it. Everything had been made tight, The fore hatches had been battened down; the dead- liS’hts had been screwed down on the engine-rocm and saloon skylights and the deck-cabin windows; the fiddles 'n the saloon, and dirty weather. Bad as the . was, the watch were busily engaged. in securing more firmly the trapaulins and tacklings of the boats, and in mak- ing everything as taut as possnble. Scarcely a passenger was to be seen. _ p 11---".1 nrnnL' fn the The ship had put into Lough Foyle, icnu, anu nmu us: “a... ..--, , . for Moville. The tender from Deny ’ve knocked your weather 010. had brought up one or two passengers. and look like death. Here, take 9' 3mg The mails had been transhipped. And ‘0‘ your .Own revxver.” . now the Kamschatkan, bracing hersele "Oh. It’s nothing,” said the other, to the task, was rapidly leaving Tory "Where’s my hat 3," . behind her, running directly into the In handing him the big wrdeawalre. teeth of a nor'â€"wester. The night fell the steward took a good look at him- black and drizzly; the ship. without ed to himself. “ But he’s a precious a stitch of canvas, and with her top- . masts lowered, hurled on by the enor- sharp-looking un, now, one gets a mous pressure of the uttering screw, 0f him.” . eed With pitched her how gallantly at the vas . advancing waves, ran up their sliding , Mr. Crog. The removal of the ‘3".‘18' sawake had revealed a most striking bosoms until she nearly reached the, . crest, quivered a moment up there on ! head and physiognomy. A head “nth k of carroty hair. that dizzy height, and then plunging ' andmmense shoc . like a sea-mew or a porpoise through which was in a state of great disorder. the tons of boiling surf that capped A forehead, square. receding from great these leviathan rollers of the deep, and ugly brows. Black, keen, flashing eyes, gathered inward, and completely cov- shaking them off her shoulders in a erned by those brows. A long pale hissing fall of foam, she darted down with dizzy vehemence to the bottom face'every lineament telling of staength an cun- of the vast abyss which the rising mass and resolution, and passion, h wit a had left behind it. Everything kindling. A nose sharp and thin. been made tight, The fore hatches JeWISh outline; asmall mouth; along had been battened down; the dead- Z narrow chin; half whiskers at the side lights had been screwed down on the : of the face, of a peculiar sandy-red col- engine-rocm and saloon skylights and our, Which oddly contrasted with the the deck-cabin windows; the fiddles . darkness of his skin and eyes. The low- Were on the table in the saloon, and ger part of the face shaved smooth as “1 ”‘m for“ Child’s. For an instant the man’s eyerything was in the usu . weather eyes looked up boldly and peremptor- du‘ty weather. Bad as. the . ., was, the watch were busfly engaged “1 , 113’ into those of the steward, as if to firmly the ti‘tzp'dullns l penetrate his inmost thoughts. But Mr. and tacklings of the boats, and in mak- ; Crog had no sooner seen his man than “mg everything as taut as possmle- severy trace of suspicion vanished. The Scarcely a passenger was to be seen.gstrange1' covered himself again with One or th brave fellows stuck to. the ; his hat. One eye was swelling desper- smoking-room, and tried to be 3011? , ately with a blow from one of the iron over their pipes and WhiSkY- I’.‘ thelsmnchions at the side of the vessel. steerage on! y one man seemed YO be ; He made no effort to relieve it. able to withstand the general demfi’l‘a'! “I’m all right, now.” he mid. laugh- lisation. It was the man in the w1de- i ing. " “'hat were you saying? Try a awake. He was sitting near .the tOP a little more of this. I can fill it again,” of the companion on the. main.tleck,l “Oh, I thought perhaps you could in the coil of a huge cable talking to 9 help me in fishing out this fellow. the steerage steward. After compar- 1 There’s a tremendous reward offered ing some notes about his fellow-pas- â€"five hundred pounds.” mm...“ m Hm:- end_ he turned the 0011- _ ‘_‘ “’hew l” said the other, jumping up securing more in the coil of a huge c the steeruge steward. ing some notes about 1 sengers at the end, he 1 versation to the saloon... ‘lUl-I I “you â€"V “Not on board this time. ally hasone when he cross a fellow, by the way, in t cabin, Mr. Fexâ€"rnm naml â€"be has a gentleman to w: ”DO you think Sir B. wm That’s my business, you 1 “Oh! I‘didn’t know,” 1 other. ”\Velll I can find 0‘ handidg a flask. “}:ou'.ll fmd 1t £ 800d,” he added, wmkmg. Ito { out. of the celhr of my last govvtr Mr. Crog, the ‘steerage stax Lâ€"n‘ -â€"A‘v an: “Not with you,” said the other, eva-i sively. “Try a drop of my brandy,” handing a flask. “You'll find it extra! BOWL" he added, winking. “It camel out of the cellir of my last governor." f Mr. Crog, the steerage stewardH highly appreciated the brandy and the joke. They untied his tongue a little. ”I say he said” lowering his voice,‘ though in the infernal din that was: filling the air from the in 21‘- ful storm withut and the rat- tle and racket and groaning 51nd shrieking within. there was ' ;.:,. chance of their being overheard, “the captain’s in a precious stew. Just as we were moving off from Greencastle, after the tender had left us, a little boat ran up from the telegraph sta- tion there. A man in the stern held “‘What is . it ‘t’ shouted the cap- tain. “‘Telegram to stop the ship “‘Stop the ship? \Vhat for ' “‘You've got Kane, the murderer, on hoard...’ ' “‘Nonsense!’ shouted the captain. “‘ I tell you, Captain Windlass, you gave. Here's the telegram describing 1m.’ All riaht-’ says the captain. was aboard. “‘Have you got it ‘3’ shouts the cap- tain. “‘Ay, ay, sir,’ ‘ “Ring went the bell, “Full speed." Round went the screw. The boat was precious nearly upset, and we could hear them scolding as we bore away. â€"Halloo, I say! Look out; you’ll go down the hatchway!” The JeWish-looking man, who had been sitting comfortably enough on the huge coil of rope, was suddenly pitched over head and heels backwards into the water-way, and with another roll described a graceful parabolic curve, which landed him only a foot or :Q'o short of the hatchway, with his shoulder jam against the combing, when» he came to an anchor. The stew- ndm tang-dam! ' and him. a. ynu '3‘ __Have you ever crossed the telegram His face was turned away from the steward, and his tone was one of in- difference, but if Mr. Grog could have veered under the dark sombrero, he would have seen on those singular fea- tures a mixture of irrepressible pain and__anxiety. “ Whew !" said the other, jumping up briskly, but, warned by the increas- ly savage motion of the vessel tumbling into his nest again and hold- mg on firmly. “Have you got a des- cnption ?” - " Yes." said Mr. Grogâ€"“Take care! Don’t you go squirming about so, or you’ll be off again. I’ve got it here. The capen gave me a copy of it. Ev- ery officer and steward has a copy. It’s short, you see, being by telegraph. \Ve was to have waited till the detective arrived by special boat from Derry, With the full description, and ;‘ BhTT‘tthduugulig. per‘E'aâ€"pgmyou ”could help me in fishing out this fellow. There’s a tremendous reward offered â€"five hundred pounds:” A _-_- V-V w‘vvvâ€"uâ€" v-â€" “That‘s not the man! ed to himself. “ But he sharp-looking 0.11, now, on of him.” “ There get down again crib, and hold on tight with into your both hands. no one was to be allowed to go to shore. (Reads) , “A man of about forty-five or fifty years Of age, with thick black hau‘. supposed to be dyed to cover gray. parted down the middle. Large black whiskers, worn a la Dundreary, with heavy moustache. High forehead. big eyebrows, black shining eyes. An imperial on chin, prominent nose. dresses handsomely in frock-coat, 01‘. when traveling, in a tweed shooting suit. Large diamond ring on left lit- tle finger. Very powerful build, seems about five feet or ten inches in height. Good address, and very gen- tlemanly in his manners. Probably has a wound or bruise on his 19ft CYC- lealks German, French. and Eng- “\Vell, you’ve got the bruise, any way.” said Mr. Greg, laughing, “It’s fortunate I was by,- to see how you got, it. They’re all so keen after the quarry,I’ll bet you anythingwith that bruise you’d hgve been in quod in twenty-four hours." “By Jove!” said the other, laughing loud and long. “Take. a man up for murder because he has a black eye! You’ll be able to seize a dozen of these fellows downstairs on that score. before two days are over. There’s a gang of gamblers on board.” “No. Is there?” “Yes. I found ’93:!) out. last. night. I’ve not been a gentleman’s gent. and all over Europe, from St. Petersburg to Biarritz. not to speak of Hamburg and Monaco._ for nothing." Mr. Crog looked respe‘htfully at his Jewish friend. This was the very man to help him to dig out: the criminal from the mine of humanity below there. “Well," replied Mr. Grog. “there's a hundred pounds for you if you pick him out, dead or alive." "A hundred pounds, sir,”’ cried the other, in a contemptuous tone. “Do you suppose I’m going to share with you at any less than half the money? I'll see you hanged first. Wait unâ€" til I”ve talked it over with some of the officers." Mr. Crog was quick enough to see that the astute stranger had caught him, and being a man of sense. he agreed with the fellow quickly, whiles he was in the way with him, seeing that now it would be that or nothing; They shook hands over the bargain. and then the stranger tried to rise to his birth. He could scarcely move. ““ani" ho unit! “1' nm -L:cc| 1-1...11 ___ v---“ ”VI-AVULJ mUVC' “Well,”.he said, “I am stiff! Ishall have to lie up, I can see. W'ell, don't you be in a hurry about that fellow. I shall stay quietly in my berth for a day or two, and listen to what goes on, especially if this internal weather lasts.” . “By the way,” said Mr. Crog, “what’s your name ?” “Stillwater,” replied the other. “James Stillwater. I've given up my ticket to the purser's steward, so you need not bother me about that I'll look after myself." ~» 9’ W38 “"3 U1 ”Ulla LUL ”v carry into town a gentler mien or at more natural deference than Benjy Peakman. when he deserted agriculr ture for commerce. He was a big boy too, and. a sharp one. descended from a family of U. K. loy- alists. who had selected a home in the colony of Quebec when. with a sturdy love of Monarchy and Toryism. they were obliged either to flee the new republic, or to fight to es- tablish it. It was by her impulsmn that young Benjy. who had received a tolerable education at a village school. conducted by an honest Presbyterian Scotchman, was led to leave the tendâ€" ing of his father’s flocks. and try his luck at fleecing in a larger arena. The result did honour. in some sense, to the maternal instinct. Master Ben- jamin had been brought up in a hard school. He had rarely handled money. When he did see it be appreciated it. His small eyes danced in his large face whenever he held it in his hand. The propensity of trade, of winning wealth. of keeping it, and making it grow. absorbed his soul. There are such boys with faculties otherwise noble and worthy. Had I such a boy I should pray that this devil mlghtfi be cast out of him. for I know none worse. I could cherish some. hope to" a Profligate. prodigal, debauched, or drunken character; but. the steady establishment in any human being; by vukugnuumvuv O“ “â€"J â€"â€"â€"â€"â€"â€" a gradual process from early youth to manhood. of the trading soul and SPirit, with all that follows it of. sel- fishness. hardness, want of soruple.' low subtlety of intelligence, bloodless heart, impenetrable conscience, con- suming hunger an'l thirst after wealth and indomitable determination to pos- sess it. at all hazardsâ€"present and fu- tureâ€"is the most dismal and hopeless perversion of a God-made nature that it is possible to conceive. Rat her than that, be happy to see your son making ducks and drakes of hi: iortune. if you are fool enough to give him one. and with some scraps of honiur, of good feeling. of generosity, of cz,nsoienee, still glowingr amid th: embers of his disordered being. A I â€"0' :However, this may seem tohe rather hard upon Sir benjamin Peakman, besides appearing to forestall or pre- judice the reader's opinion of him. Wherefore it is to be accepted distinct- ly as in no way referring to him,but as an interlocutory and abstracted re- mark, for the relevance and propriety whereof there is ample precedent in numerous works, ancient. and modern, admitted by all the critics to be per- fect. both in matter and form. Young Peakman’s policy from the] first was like that of the British Gov-i moment when it means mischief; was a policy of conciliation. No one could put him out of temper. His mates could never bully him into a fight or tempt him to a harsh word; his employers, when they swore at him, saw him accept their oaths as if they were blessings; he disarmed the most ill-tempered debtors to the firm or its most impracticable customers, by the gentleness with which he parried their rude remarks, and the quiet steadiness and the crafty devotion .with which he insisted on carrying out his employer's commands. He wasone day hit on the head byajack- boot thrown at. him byacaptain of one of his employers’ ships who was in bed ati an hotel. 'He picked it up, and re- spectfully returned it to the owner, saying, ‘Vt hat; message shall I give, sir, to Messrs Macwhappy and Staff?" All this was very annubte, and to many persons seemed tube very praise, worthy. And so it would have been, had it been the natural ornament of a meek and quiet spirit. But it was not. and IDLULD, ”In “Vinny, vvvâ€" â€"_â€"_ men of business. The whole Colonial Office, from the doorkeeper to the See- retary of State, regarded him as the pink of colonial statesmanship. When he 'had gone away they found he had got a great deal more out of them than they could well defend in Parlia- ment. (furious Methods of "mulling Ille Mullsâ€"â€" I’mor Place to Send letters. A foreigner in Spain sees many irre- gularities, especially in the postâ€"of- fices. In Potes, a village of twelve hundred inhabitants. in northern Spain, the postmaster was an old man who was usually found asleep, and re- sented being stirred up to deliver a letter. In the larger postâ€"offices the height of confussion is reached, because letters are put into pigeon holes, alphabetically arranged, according to the fancy of the postmaster. “Mr. John Smith,m says Doctor Gadow in his ‘Northern Spain," “will on enquiry, probably be told there is nothing for him, because the letter is safely lodged under J ., the postmaster having mistaken Smith for an addi~ tional surname; but JOhn Smith. Esq.,' will as likely be relegated to E, and, unless the postmaster is ami- cably inclined, your letter hasagood chance of remaining there until the quarterly or annual clearance, when it may be returned through the dead letter office. I say ‘may.' because such letters are considered troublesome, and have a knack of disappearing.” Doctor Gadow, having obtained an introduction to the postmaster of Potes and exchanged compliments with him. was invited to look through his shelves and take his choice. He came across a letter addressed to a gentleman in Cabezon, a town at some distance from Potes. On asking why it had not been sent on, he received this startling an- swer: ‘That man is aforeignerâ€"is he not? Well. numbers of strangers come to Potes, and he is as likely to turn up here as at Cahezon!" At San Sebastian, Doctor Gadow called at the postâ€"office twice for a registered letter containing a re- mittance.fron1 his lawyer, and was asâ€" sured that nothing had arrived. On procuring a note from the English Consul the letter was forthcoming, with the excuse that the post had just come in. He pointed out that the local postmark was five days old; then the postmaster answered that as Gadow ended with “w” a letter represented in Spanish by double “0" or double “u" the name was a difficult one to pigeon hole. 000 of population aOyear, France has resolved to take care of what babies she has. 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