Pittston Gazette

              ■ *.»tHbli«hed I8SO. I VOL.. XLVlUNu. 83 ( Oldest Newspaper in the Wyoming Valley. PITTSTON, LUZERNE COUNTY, PA., FRIDAY, JANUARY 14, 1898. A Weekly Local and Family Journal. 3 SI oo a Tea ' iu Advaue a.y mind at tfte same moment, jiat tnr round shot and the powder for the pun had been left behind, and a stroke with an ax would put it all into the possession of the evil ones aboard. It Cnr BlIUiC tllllt-. Oft •erving Uray to be unarmed, I handed him my cutlass. It did all our hearts g-ood to see him spit on tiis hand, knit his brows, and make the blade sing through the air. It was plain from every line of his body that our new hand was worth hjs salt. D«;i r\Hit. I fcimor APrw»«W.». V'T.J', INM#^ tor's Jonn Trelawr.#j\ owner; jom frunter and Richard Joyce, owr,erJ8 serrints, landsmen—being all that I? left faithful of tbo ship's company-with stores for :en days at short rations, came ashore this jay, and flow British color* on the Icehouse In Treasury Island. Thomas Redruth, owner's servant, landsman, rfhot b| i the mutineers: James Hawkins, cabini boy—" stie cii.fl evemnp Dreew. ot which 1 nnve spoken, whistled through every chink of tlie rude building, ami sprinkled the floor with a continual rain of fine sand. There was sand in and make terms," he- shouted, cleared away and vanished, the stockade and the woods around it look«9 as quiet and empty as before. Not* bough waved, not the gleam of a miwket barrel betrayed the presence of o«r foes. "Cap'n Silver! Don't know him. Who's he?" cried the captain. And we could hear him adding to himself: •'Cap'n, is it? My heart, and here'* promotion!" treasure by, and drop shooting  seamen and fitovingin their heads while asleep. You do that, ami we'll offer you a choice. Either you come along aboard of us, once the treasure shipped, and then I'll you my affydavy. upon my word of honor, to clap you somewhcre's safe ashore. Or, if thai ain't your fancy, some of my hands, be ing rough, and having old scores on account of hazing, then you can stay here, you can. We'll divide stores with you man for man, and I'll give you my affv davy, a* before, to speak the first  I sight, and send 'em here to pick you up. Now, you'll own that's talking Handsomer, you couldn't look to get, not you. And I hope—" raising his •oice— "that all hands in this here "Israel was Wray, hoarsely. Flint's gunner," s&ia our eyes, sand in our teeth, sand in our suppers, sand dancing in the spring at the bottom of the kettle, for all the world like porridge beginning to boll. Our chimney was a square hole in the roof; it was but a little part of the smoke that found its way out, and the rest eddied about the house, and kept us coughing and piping the eye. Long Joiin answered for himself. "Did you hit your man?" asked tfc* captain. o At any risk, we put the boat's heed direct for the landing-place. By this time we had got so fur out of the run •f the current that we kept steerage fray even at our necessarily gentle rate ot rowing, and I could keep her steady for the goal. But the worst of it was that, with the course I now held, we turned our broadside instead of our •tern to the "Hispaniola." and offered a target like a barn door. "Me, sir. These poor lads have chosen me cap'n, after your desertion, sir"—laying particular stress upon the word "desertion." "We're willing to submit, if we can come to terms, and no bones about it. All I ask is your word, Cap'n Smollett, to let me safe and sound out of this here stockade, and one minute to get out o' shot before a gun is tired!" Forty paces further we came to the edge of the wooCl and saw the stockade iu front of us. \\'e struck the inelosure about the middle of the south side, and, utmost at the same time seven mutineer—Job Anderson, the boatswain, at their head, appeared in full cry at the southwestern corner. And at the same time I was wonder 'ng over poor Jim Ilawkhis'fate. A hail on the side. "Somebody bailing vrs," said Huntce, niA. was on guard. "No, sir," replied Joyce. "I (believe not, sir." "Next best thing to tell the truth,11 muttered Capt. Smollett. "Load bfe gun, Hawkins. How many should you ■ay there were on your side, doctor?" "Doctor! squire! captain) Hall®, Hunter, is that you?" came the cries. And I ran to the door in time to s«« Jim Hawkins, safe and sound. «oav Add to this that Gray, the new man, had his face tied up in a bandage for a cut he had got in breaking away from the mutineers: and that poor old Tom Uedruth. still unburied. lay along the wall, stiff and 6tark, under the Cnion Jack. "I know precisely," said Dr. Livesejr. "Three shots were fired on this side. I saw the three flashes—two close together—one further to the weal." They paused, as if taken aback, and before they could recover not only the squire and I, but Hunter and Joyce from the block-house had time to fire. The four shots came in rather a scattering volley; but they did the business; one of the enemy actually fell, and the rest, without hesitation, turned and plunged into the trees. "My man," said Capt. Smollett, "I have not the slightest desire to talk to you. If you wish to talk to me, you can come, that's all. If there's any treachery, it'll be on yolir side, and the Lord help you." ing for too much. I could hear, as well as see, that brandy-faced rascal, Israel Hands, plumping down a round-shot on the Seek. CKAFTKH *BL NARRATIVE RESUMED BT JTM HAWKINS - THE GARRISON AT THE STOCKADE. "Three!" repeated the captain. "And how many on yours, Mr. Trelawney?"- But this was not so easily answered. There had come many from the north "-seven, by the squire's  eight or nine, according to Gray. From the east and west only a single shot had been fired. It was plain, therefor®, that the attack would be developed from the north, aod that on the  three sides we were only to be annoyed by a show of hostilities. But Capt. Smollett made no change in his arrangements. If the mutineers succeeded in crossing the stockade, he argued, they would take possession of any unprotected loop ho"e ancLshoot ua down like rats in our stronghold. PART rv. THE STOCKADE. We had soon touched land in the tome place* before we set the provision iu the block-house. Allthreemade the first journey, heavily laden, and toBsed our stores over the palisade. Then, leaving Joyce to guard them— one man, to be sure, but with half a dozen muskets—Hunter and 1 returned to the jolly-boat, and loaded ourselves once mgre. So we proceeded without pausing to take breath, till the whole cargo was bestowed, when the two servants took up their position in the block-house, ond L. with all my power, ■culled back to the Hispaniola. If we had been allowed to sit idle, we should all have fallen in the blues, but Capt. Smollett was never the man for that. All bands were called up before him. and he divided us into watches. The doctor, and Gray, and I. for one; the squire. Hunter, and Joyce blocklouse will overhaul my words, for what is spoke to one is spoke to all." CHAPTER XVL "Who's the best shot?" asked the captain. As soon as Ben Gunn saw the colors he came to a halt, stopped me by the arm, and sat down. Capt. Smollett rose from his seat, and knocked out the ashes from his pipe in the palm of his left hand. NARRATIVE CONTINUED BY THE DOCTOR - HOW THE SHIP WAS ABANDONED. "That's enough, cap'n," shouted Long John, cheerily. "A word from you's enough. I know a gentleman, and you may lay to that." "Mr. Trelawney. out and away," said After reloading, we walked down the outside of the palisade to see the fallen enemy. lie was stone dead—shot through the heart. "Now," said he, "there's your friends, 6ure enough." It was about half-past one—three bells in the sea phrase—that the two boats went ashore from the "Hispaniola." The captain, the squire and I were talking matters over in the cabin. Hud there been a breath of wind, we should have fallen on the six mutineers who were left aboard with us, slipped our cable, and away to sea. But the wind was wanting; and to complete our helplessness, down came Hunter with the news that Jim Hawkins had slipped into a boat and was gone ashore with the rest. "Is that all?" he asked. "Every last word, by thunderl" anr ■wered John. " - id you've seen the last _ it-balls." "Mr. Trelawney, will you please pick me off one of those men, sir? Hand*, if possible," said the captain. "Far snore likely it's the mutineers," I answered. We could see the man who carried the flag of truce attempting to hold Silver back, nor was that wonderful, seeing how cavalier had been the captain's answer. Rut Silver laughed at him aloud, aud slapped him on the back, as if the idea of alarm had been absurd. Then be advanced to the stockade, threw over his crutch, got a leg up. and with great vigor and skill, succeeded in surmounting the fence and dropping safely to the other side. Trelawney was as cold as steel, looked to the priming of his pun. We began to rejoice over our good success, when just at that moment a pistol cracked in the bush, a ball whistled close past my ear.aud poorTom Redruth stumbled and fell his full lengthon the ground. Both the squire and I returned the shot; but as we had nothing to aim at, it is probable we only wasted powder. Then we reloaded, aud turned our attention to poor Tom. "That!" he cried. "Why, In a place like this, where nobody puts in but gen'lemen of fortune, Silver would fly the Jolly Roger, you don't make no doubt of that. No; thatte you* friends. There's been blows, too, and I reckon your friends has had the best of it; and here they are ashore in the old stockade, as was made years and years ago by Flint. Ah, he was the man to have a headpiece, was Flint! Barring rum, his match was never seen. lie were afraid of none; not he; on'y Silver —Silver was that genteel." "Very well," said the captain. "Now you'll hear me. If you'll come up one by one, unarmed, I'll engage-toclap you all in irons, and take you home to a fair trial in Ebgland. If you won't, my name is*Alexander Smollett, I've flown my sovereign's colors, and I'll see you all to Davy Jones. You can't find the treasure. You can't sail the ship—there's not a man among you fit to sail the ship. You can't fight us— Gray, there, got away from five of you. Your ship's in irons, Master Silver; you're on a lee-shore, and so you'll find. I stand here and tell you so, and they're the last good words you'll get from me; for, in the name of Heaven, I'll put a bullet im your back when next I meet you. Tramp, my lad. Bundle out of this, please, hand over hand, and double quick." Silver's face was a picture; hisjeyes started in his head with  shook the flre out of his pipe. "Now." cried the captain, "essv w't' mat gun, sir, or yon u swuiup me ooa*. All hands stand by to trim her when b« aims." That we should have risked a second boat load 6eems more daring than it really was. They had the advantage of numbers, of course, but we had the advantage of arms. Not one of the men ashore had a musket, and before they could get within range for pistol-shooting. we flattered ourselves wc could be able to give a good account of a half dozen at least. The squire raised his gun, the rowing ceased, and we leaned over to the other side to keep the balance, and all was so nicely contrived that we did not ship a drop. \\ Nor had we much time left to us for thought. Suddenly, with a loud huzza, a little cloud of pirates leaped from the woods on the north side and ran straight on the stockade. At the same moment the fire was once more opened from the woods, and a rifle ball sung through the doorway and knocked the di The captain and Gray wore already examining him, and 1 saw with half an eye that all was over. I will confess that 1 was far toomuch taken up with what was going on to be of the slightest use as sentry; indeed, I had already deserted my eastern loophole and crept up behind the captain, who had now seated himself on the i hreshold. wilh bis elbows on his knees, his head in his hands, and his eyes fixed on the water as it bubbled out of the old iron kettle in the sand. He was whistling to himself: "Come, Lasses and Lads." It had never occurred'to Ss to doubt Jim Hawkins; but we were alarmed for his safety. With the men in the temper they were in, it seemed an even chance if we should see the lad again. Weranondeck. Thepitchwas bubbling in the seams: the nasty stench of the place turned me sick; if ever a man swelled fever and dysentery, it was in that abominable auchorage. The six scoundrels were sitting grumbling under a sail in the forecastle; ashore we could see the gigs made fast, and a man sitting in each, hard by where the river runs in. One of them was whistling "Lillibuilero." They had the gun, by this time, slewed round upon the swivel and Hands, who was at the muzzle with the lammer, was, in consequence, the most exposed. However, we bad no luck; for Just as Trelawney fired, down he stooped, the ball whistling over him, and it was one of the other four who felL 1 believe the readiness of our return volley had scattered the mutineers once more, for we were suffered without further molestation to get the poor old gamekeeper hoisted over the stockade and carried, groaning and bleeding, into the log house. M "Well." said I. "that may be so, and so be It: all the more reason that 1 should hurry on and join my friends." The squire was waiting for me aff the stern window, all his faintness gone from him. lie caught the painter and made it fast, and we fell to loading the boat for our very lives. Pork, powder and biscuit was the cargo, with only a musket and cutlass apiece for squire and me and Redruth and the captain. The rest of the arms and powder were dropped overboard in two fathoms and a half of water, so that we could see the bright steel shining far below us in the sun, on the clear, sandy bottom. "Nay. mate," returned Ben. "not you. You're a good boy, or I'm mistook; but you're on'y a boy. all told. Now. Ben Gunn is fly. Bum wouldn't bring me there, where you're going—not rum wouldn't, till I see your born gen'leman. and gets it on his word of honor. And you won't forget my words: 'A precious sight' (that's what you'll say), 'a precious sight more confidence'—and then nips him." Poor old fellow, he had not uttered one word of surprise, complaint, fear, or even acquiescence, from the verybeginning of our troubles till now, when we had laid him down in the log house to die. He had laid like a Trojan behind his mattress in the gallery; he had followed every order silently, doggedly and well; he was the oldest of our party by a score of years; and now, sullen, old, serviceable servant, it was he that was to die. The cry he gave was echoed, not only by his companions on board, but by a great number of voices from the shore, and looking in that direction I saw the other pirates trooping out from among the trees and tumbling into their places in the boats. " WhiQ Ban Ou:n Is wanted you Icnow who* to ti-id him. Jim.** Silver had terrible hard work getting tip the knoIL With the steepness upon the other. Tired as we all were, two were sent out for firewood; two more were sent to dig a grave for Redruth: the doctor was named cook; 1 was put sentry at the door; and the captain himself went from one to aiother, keeping up our spirits and lending a hand wherever it was wanted. of the incline, the thick tree stumps, and the soft sand, he and his crutch were as helpless as a ship in stays. But he stuck to it like a man in silence, and at last arrived before the captain, whom he saluted in the handsomest style. He was tricked out in his best; an immense blue coat, thick with brass buttons, hung as low as to his knees, and a fine faced hat was set on the bade otf his head. "Give me a hand up!" he cried. "Not I," returned the captain. "Who'll give me a hand up?" he roared. Waiting was a strain; and it was decided that Hunter and 1 should go ashore with the jolly-boat, in quest of information. "Here come the gigs, sir," said L By this time the tide was beginning to ebb. and the ship was swinging nround to her anchor. Voices were neard hallooing in the direction of the wo gigs; and though this reassured uf ur Joyce an'1 Munter. who were well to he eastwn • it warned our party tD ■e off. "Give way, then," say the captain". "We mustn't mind if we swamp her now. If we can't get ashore, all's up." And be pinched me the third time with the same air of cleverness. Not a man among us moved. Growling the foulest imprecations, he crawled along the sand till he got hold of the porch and could hoist himself again upon his crutch. Then he spat iuto the spring. "And when Ben. Gunn is wanted, you know where to find him, Jim. Just where you found him to-day. And him that comes is to have a white thing in his hand; and he's to come aloue. Oh! and you'll say this: 'Ben Gunn,' says you. 'has reasons of his own.' " The gigs had leaned to their right; but Hunter and I pulled straight in, in the direction of the stockade upon the chart. The two who were left guarding their boats seemed in a bustle at our appearance; "Lillibuilero" stopped off. and I could sec the pair discussing what they ought to bo. Had they gone »ud told Silver, all might have turned out differently; but they had their orders, I suppose, and decided to ait quietly where they were and hark back again to "Lillibuilero." "Only one of the gigs is being manned, sir," I added, "the crew of the ether most likely going round by shore to cut us off." The squire dropped dowu beside him on his knees and kissed his hand, crying like a child. From time to time the doctor came to the door for a little air and to rest bis eyes, which were almost smoked out of his head; and whenever he did so, he had a word for me. "There!" he cried, "that's what I think of je. Before an hourt out, IH in your old block-house like a rum puncheon. Laugh, by thunder, laugh! Before an hour'® out, ye'll laugh upon the otter side. Them that die'll be the lucky ones." "They'll have a hot run, sir," returned the captaint "Jack ashore, you "Be 1 going, doctor?" he asked. "Tom, my man," said I, "you're go- Redruth retreated from his place to the gallery and dropped into the boat, which we had brought round to the ■hip's counter, to be handier for Capt. Smollett. "That man Smollett," be said once, "is a better man than I am. And when I say that it means a deal, Jim." "Here you are, my man," said the captain, raising his head. "You bad better sit down." "I wish 1 bad a lick at them with the gun first," he replied. ing home." "Well," said I, "I believe I understand. You have something to propose. and you wish to see the squire or the doctor; and you're to be found where I found you. Is that all?" "You ain't a-golng to let me inside, cap'n. It's a main cold morning, to be sure, sir, to sit outside upon the sand." "Tom," said the squire, "say you forgive me, won't you?" Another time he came and was silent for awhile. Then he put his head on one side, and looked at me. "Now, men," said he, "do you bear me?" And with a dreadful oath he stumbled off, plowed down the sand, was helped across the stockade, after four or five failures, by the man with the flag of truce, and disappeared in an instant afterward amonir the trees. CHAPTER XXI. THE ATTACK. H« roarad aloud, and his hanger want up orar _ HCD bad. t The boarders swarmed over the fence like monkeys. Squire and Gray fired again and yet again; three men fell, one forward into the inclosure, two back onD the outsiQe. But of these, one was evidently more frightened than hurt, for he was on his feet again in a crack, and instamtly disappeared among the trees. "Would that be respectful like, from me to you, squire?" was the answer. "Howsoever, so be it, amen!" "And when? says you," he added. "Why, from about noon observation to about six bells." "Is this Ben Gunn a man?" he asked. "I do not know, sir," said I. "I am not very sure whether he's sane." "Why, Silver," said the captain, "if you had pleased to be an honest man you might have been sitting in your galley. It's your own doing. You're either my ship's cook—and then you were treated handsome—or Cap'n Silver, a common mutineer and pirate, and then you can go hang!" There was no answer from the forecastle.There was a slight bend in the coast, and I srteered so as to put it between us; even before we landed we had thus lost sight of the gigs. I jumped out, »nd came as near running as I durst, with a b!g silk handkerchief under my After a little while of silence, he said he thought «omeCbody might read a prayer. "It's the custom, sir," he added, apologetically. And not long after, without another word, he passed away. "Good," says I, "and now may I go?*' "It's to you, Abraham Gray—it'» to you I am speakiug." Still no reply. "You won't forget?" he inquired anxiously. "Precious sight, and reasons of bis own, says you. Reasons of his own; that's the mainstay; as between man and man. Well, then"—still holding mc—"I reckon you can go, Jim. And Jim. if you was to see Silver, yoti wouldn't go for to sell Ben Gunn? Wild horses wouldn't draw it from you? No, says you. And if them pirates came ashore. Jim. what would you say but there'd be widders in the morning?""If there's any doubt about the matter. he is," returued the doctor. "A man who has been three years biting bis nails on a desert island, Jim, can't expect to appear us sane as you or me. It doesn't lie in human nature. Was it cheese you said he had a fancy for?" "Gray," resumed Mr. Smollett, a little louder, "1 am leaving this ship, and I order you to follow your captain. I know you are a good man at bottom, and I dare say not one of the lot of jrou's as bad as be makes out. I have my watch here in my band; I give you 80 seconds to join me in." As soon as Silver disappeared, the captain, who had been closely watching him, turned toward the interior of the house, and found not a man of us at his post but Gray. It was the first time we had ever seen him angry. "Well, well, cap'n," returned the seacook, sitting down as he was bidden on the sand, "you'll have to give inea band up again, that's all. A sweet, pretty place you have of it here. Ah, there's Jim. The top of the morning to you, Jim. Doctor, here's my service. Why, there you all are together like a happy family, in a manner of speaking." hat for coolness' sake, and a brace of pistols ready primed for safety. 1 had not gone 100 yards when I came on the stockade. In the meantime the captain, whom I had observed to be wonderfully swollen about the chest and pockets, had turned out a great many various stores—the British colors, a Bible, a coil of stoutish rope, pen, ink, the log book, and pounds of tobacco, lie had found a longish fir tree lying felled and cleared in the inclosure, and, with the help of Hunter, he had set it up at the corner of the log house where the trunks crossed and made an angle. Then, climbing on the roof, he had with his own hand bent and run up the colors. Two had bit the dust, one had fled, four had made good their footing in-* side our defenses; while from the shelter of the woods seven or eight men* each evidently supplied with several muskets, kept up a hot though useless fire on the log house. The four who bad boarded mad* straight before th£m for the building, shouting as they ran, and) the men among the trees shouted back to enr courage them. Several shots wera fired, 'but such was the hurry of tha marksmen that not one appeared to have taken effect. In a moment the four pirates had swarmed up the mound awl were upon. us. "Yes, sir, cheese." 1 answered "Well, Jim," says he. "just see the good that comes of being dainty in your food. You've seen my snuff box, haven't you? And you never saw me "Quarters!" he roared. And then, as we all slunk back to our places, "Gray," he said, "I'll put your name in the log; you've Btood by your duty like a seaman. Mr. Trelawney, I'm surprised at you, sir. Doctor, I thought you had wDorn the king's coat! If that was how you served at Fontenoy, sir, you'd have been better in your berth." This was bow It was: A spring of clear water rose almost at the top of a knoll. Well, on the knoll, and inclosing tbe spring, they bad clapped a stout log bouse, fit to hold two score people on a pinch, and loop-boled for musketry on every side. All round this they bad cleared a wide space, and then the thing was completed by a paling sis feet high, without door or opening, too strong to pull down without time and labor, and too open to shelter the besiegers. The people in the log bouse had them in every way; they stood quiet in shelter and shot tbe others like partridges. All tbey wanted was a good watch and food; for, short of a complete surprise, they might have held tbe place against a regiment. There was a pause. "Come, my fine fellow," continued the captain, "don't bang bo long in Itays. I'm risking my life, and the lives of these good gentlemen, every second." take snufT; the reason being that in my snuff-box 1 carry a piece of Parmesan cheese—a cheese made in Italy, very nutritious. Well, that's for Ben Gunn!" Here he was interrupted by aloud report, and a eannonball came tearing through the trees and pitched in the sand, not 100 yards from where we two "If you have anything to say, my man, better say it," said the captain. "Right you are, Cap'n Smollett," replied Silver. "Dooty is dooty, to be sure. Well, now, you look here, that was a good lay of yours last night. I There was ft sudden scuffle, a sound of blows, and oat burst Abraham Gray with a knife cot on the side of thecheek, end came running to the captain, like a dog to the whistle. } "I'm with yon, sir." said he. A* tnlivnnr SrxJ the ball wklitlM ov»r our were talking. The next moment each of us h:id taken to his heels in a different direction. Before supper was eaten we buried old Tom in the sand, and stood round him for awhile bareheaded in the breeze. A good deal of firewood hud been got in, but not enough for the captain's fancy, and he shook hist head over ft, and told us we "must get back to this to-morrow rather livelier." Then, when we bud eaten our pork, and each bad a good 8tiiT glass of brandy grog, the three chiefs got together in a corner to discuss our prospects. The doctor's watch were all back at their loop-holes, the rest were busy loading the spare muskets, and every one with a red face, you may be certain, and a flea in his ear, as the saying is. know. It'a not them I mind; it's the round-shot. Carpet bowls! My .lady's maid couldn't miss. Tell us, squire, when you see the match, and we'll hold water." This seemed mightily to relieve him. lie reentered the log house and net about counting the stores, us if nothing else existed. But he had an eye on Tom's passage for all that; and as soon as all was over came forward with another flag and reverently spread it on the body. For a good hour to come frequent reports shook the island, and balls kept crashing through the woods. 1 moved from hiding-place to hiding-place, always pursued, or so it seemed to me, by these terrifying missiles. But toward the er.d of the bombardment, though still I durst not venture in the direction of the stockade, where the balls fell oftenest. I had begun, in a manner, to pluck up my heart again; and after a long detour to the east, crept down among the shore-eide trees. The head of Job Anderson, the boatswain, appeared at the middle loophole.And the next moment he and the captain had dropped aboard of us, and wo had shoved off and given way. The captain looked awhile in silence. Then he spoke. In the meanwhile we had been making headway at a good pace for a boat so overloaded, and we bad shipped but little water in the process. We were now close in; 30 or 40 strokes and we should beach her; for the ebb had already disclosed a narrow belt of sand below the clustering trees. The gig was no longer to be feared; the little point had already concealed it from our eyes. The ebb-tide, which had so cruelly delayed us, was now making reparation, and delaying our assailants. The one source of danger was the gun. We were dear out of the ship, but not yet ashore in our stockade. "My lads," he said, "I've given Silver a broadside. I pitched it in redhot on purpose; and before 4he hour's out, as he said, we shall be boarded. We're outnumbered, I needn't tell you that, but we fight in shelter; and, a minute ago, I should have said we fought with discipline. I've no manner of doubt that we can drub them, if you choose." "At 'em—all hands!" he reared, in a voice of thunder. At the same moment another pirate grasped Hunter's musket by the muzzle, wrenched it from hi* bands, plucked it through the loophole, and* with one stunning blow, laid the poor fellow senseless on the floor. Meanwhile a third, running unharmed all round the house, appeared suddenly in the doorway, and fell with his cutlass on the doctor. "Don't you take on, sir," he said, shaking the squire's hand. "All's well with him; no feur for u hand that's been shot down In his duty to captain and owner. It mayn't be good divinity, but it's a fact." What particularly took my fabcy waa the spring. For, though we had a good enough place of it in the cabin of the "Hispanioia," with plenty of arms and ammunition, and things to eat, and excellent wines, there had been one thing overlooked—we had no water. 1 waa thinking thia over, when there came ringing over the island the cry of a man at the point of death. I was not new to violent death—1 have served his royal highness the dnke of Cumberland, and got a wound myself at Fontenoy—but 1 know my pulse went dpt and carry one. "Jim Hawkins it gone," was my first thought. CHAPTER XVII. It appears they were at their wits' end what to do, the stores being so low that we must have been starved into surrender long before help came. But our best hope, it was decided, was to kill off the buccaneers until they either hauled down their flag or ran away with the "llispauiola." From nineteen they were already reduced to fifteen, two others were wounded, and one, at least—the man shot beside the gun— severely wounded, if he were not dead. Every time we bad a crack at them wo were to take it, saving our own lives with the extremest care. And besides that we had two able allies, rum and the climate. NARRATIVE CONTINUED BY THE DOCTOR - THE JOLLY-BOAT'S LAST TRIP. This fifth trip was quite different from any of the others. Id the first place, the Little gallipot of a boat that we were in was gravely overloaded. Five grown men, and three of them—Trelawney, Redruth and the captain—over six feet high, was already more than she was meant to carry. Add to that the powder, pork and the bread-bags. The gunwale was lipping astern. Several times we shipped a little water, and my breeches and the tails of my coat were alj soaking wet before we bad gone 100 yards. Then he pulled me aside, The sun had just set, the sea breeze was rustling and tumbling in the woods, and ruffling the gray surface o1 the anchorage; the tide, too, was fat out, and great tracks of sand lay un covered; the air, after the heat of the day, chilled me through my jacket. "Dr. Livesey," he said, "in how many weeks do you and squire expect the consort ?" Then he went the rounds, and saw. as he said, that all was clear. On the two 6hort sides of the house, east and west, there were only two loo'p-holes; on the south side where the porch was, two again; and on the north side, five. There was a round score of muskets for the seven of jis: the firewood had been built into four piles—tables, you might saj-—one about the middle of each side, and on each of these tables some ammunition and four loaded muskets were laid ready to the hand of the defenders. In the middle, the cutlasses lay ranged. Our position was utterly reversed. A moment since we were firing, under cover, at an exposed enemy; now it was we who lay uncovered, and could not return a blow. I told him it was a question, not of weeks, but of months; that if we were not back by the end of August, Blandly was to send to find us; but neitliei sooner nor later. "You can calculate for yourself," 1 said. "If I durst," said the captain, "I'd stop and pick off another man." But it was plain that they meant nothing should delay their shot. They had never so much as looked at their fallen comrade, though he was not dead, and I could see him trying to crawl away. The "Ilispaniola" still lay where she had anchored; but, sure enough, there was the Jolly Roger—the black flag ot piracy—flying from her peak. Even a* I looked there came another red flash and another report, that sent thC echoes clattering, and one more rouse, (hot whistled through the air. It wa? the last of the cannonade. "SeAua that and you haTa Mem the last of ma but muakat balls," cried Sliver. The log house was full of smoke, to which we owed our comparative safety. Cries and confusion, the flashes and reports of pistol shots and one load Cjroan rang in my cars. don't deny it was a good lay. Some of you pretty handy with a hand-spike end. And I'll not deny either, but what some of my people was shook—maybe all was shook; maybe I was shook my- Belf; maybe that's why I'm here for terms. But you mark me, cap'n, it wont do twice, by thunder! We'll have to do sentry go, and ease off a point or so on the rum. Maybe you think we were all a sheet in the wind's eye. But I'll tell you I was sober; I was on'y dogtired; and if I'd awoke a second sooner I'd a caught you at the act, I would. He wasn't dead when I got round to him, not he." "Why, yes," returned the captain scratching his bead, "and making a large allowance, sir, for all the gifts of Providence, I should say we were pret ty close hauled." It Is something to have been an old •oldier, but more still to have been « doctor. There is no time to dilly-dally In our work. And so now 1 made up my mind instantly, and with no time lost returned to the shore and jumped oa board the jolly-boat. As for the first, though we were about The captain made us trim the boat, and we got her to lie a little more evenly. All the same, we were afraid to breathe. "Ready!" cried the squire. "Holdl" cried the captain, quick as an echo. half a mile away, we could hear them roaring und singing late into the night; and as for the second, the doctor staked his wig that, camped where they were in the marsh, and unprovided with remedies, the half of them would be on their backs before a week. "Out, lads, out, and fight 'em in the open! Cutlasses!" cried the captain. "How do you mean?" I asked I lay for some time, watching tb( bustle which succeeded the attack Men were demolishing something wiu axes on the beach near the stockade the poor jolly-boat, I afterward dis covered. Away, near the mouth of tbt ritfer, a great fire was glowing  the trees, and between that point anc the ship one of the gigs kept coming and going, the men. w hom 1 had seen so gloomy, shouting at the oars like children. But there was a sound In their voices which suggested rum. "Toss out the fire." said the captain; "the chill is past, and we mustn't  smoke in our eves." I snatched a cutlass from the pile, md some one at the same time snatching another gave me a cut across the knuckles, which I hardly felt. I (fashed out of the door into the clear sunlight. Some one was close behind, ( know not who. Bight in front, the doctor was pursuing his assailant down the hill, and, just as my eyes fell upon him, beat down his guard and sent him sprawling on his back, with a great slash across his face. In the second place, the ebb was now making—a strong rippling current running westward through the basin, and then south'ard and seaward down the straits by which we had entered in the morning. Even the ripples were a danger to our overloaded craft; but the worst of it was that we were swept out of our true course, and away from our proper behind the point. If we let the current have its way we should come ashore beside the gigs, where the pirates might appear at any moment. And he and Redruth backed with a great heave that sent her stern bodily under water. The report fell in at the same instant of time. This was the first that Jim heard, the sound of the squire's shot not having reached him. When the ball passed, not one of us precisely knew; but I fancy it must have been over our heads, and that the wind of it may have contributed to our disaster. "It's a pity, sir, we lost the second load. That's what 1 mean," replied the captain. "As for powder and shot,' we'll do. But the rations are short, very short—so short. Dr. Livesey, that we're perhaps as well without that extra mouth." By good fortune Hunter pulled a good oar. We made the water fly; and the boat was soon alongside, and 1 aboard the schooner. The iron fire basket was carried bodily out by Mr. Trelawney, and the embers smothered among sand. "So," he added, "if we are not all shot down first they'll be glad to be packing in the schooner. It's always a ship, and they can get to buccaneering again. I suppose." 1 found them all shaken, as was natural. The squire was sitting down, as white as a sheet, thinking of the harm he bad led us to, the good soul! and one of the six forecastle hands was little better. "Hawkins hasn't had his breakfast. Hawkins, help yourself, and back to your post to eat it," continued Capt. Smollett. "Lively, now, my lad; you'll want it before you've done. Hunter, serve out a round of brandy to al! hands." And he pointed to the dead body un dcr the flag. Just then, with a roar and a whistle, a round shot passed high above tin roof of the log house and plumped far beyond us in the wood. "First ship that I ever lost," said Capt. Smollett. "Well?" says Capt. Smollett, as cool as can be. At any rate, the boat sunk by the •tern, quite gently, in three feet of water, leaving the captain and myself, facing each other, on our feet. The other three took complete headers, and came up again, drenched and bubbling. 1 was dead tired, as yon may fancy; and when 1 got'to sleep, which was not til after a great deal of tossing, I slept like a log of wood. All that Silver said was a riddle to him, but you would never have guessed It from his tone. As for me, I began to have an inkling. Ben Gunn's last words came back to my mind. I began to suppose that be had paid the buccaneers a visit while they all lay drunk together around their fire, and I reckoned up with glee that we had only 14 enemies to deal with. "Round the house, lads! round the house!" cried the captain; and even in the hurly-burly I perceived a change in his voice. "There's a man," said Capt. Smollett, nodding toward him, "new to this work. He came nigh-hand fainting, doctor, when he heard the cry. Another touch of the rudder and that man would join ns." At length I thought 1 might return toward the stockade. I was pretty far down on the low, sandy spit that in closes the anchorage to the easit. aud Itjoined at half-water to Skeleton island; and now, as I rose to my feet, I saw. tome distance further down the spit, and rising from among low bushes, an isolated rock pretty high, and peculiar ly white In color. It occurred to mf that tthis might be the white rock ol which Ben Gunn bad spoken, and that some day or other a boat might be wanted, and I should know where to look for one. And while this was going on the captain completed, in his own mind, the plan of the defense. "Oho!" said the captain. "Blaze away! You've little enough powder already, my lads." "I cannot keep her head for the stockade, sir," said I to the captain. I was steering, while he and Redruth, two fresh men. were at the oars. "The tide keeps washing her down. Could you pull a little stronger?" The rest bad long been up. and had already breakfasted and increased the pile of firewood by about half as much again, when 1 was awakened by a bustle and the sound of voices. Mechanically T obeyed, turned eastward, and, with my cutlass raised, ran round the corner of the house. Next moment I was face to face with Anderson. He roared aloud, and his hanger went up above his head, flashing in the sunlight. I had not time to be afraid, but, as the blow still hung impending, leaped in a trice upon one aide.  missing my foot in the soft sand, rolled headlong down the slope. When 1 had fijst sallied from the door the other mutineers had been already, swarming up the palisade to make an end of us. One man, in a red nightcap, with his cutlass in his mouth, bad even got upon the top and thrown a leg across. Well, so short had been the Interval, that when I found my feet again all was in the same posture, the fellow with the red nigbt-cap still half-way over another still just showing his head above the top of the stockade. And yet, in tSis breath of time, the fight was over, and the victorj] m ii •—— ■* At the sccond trial the aim was foot ter und the ball descended insjde tile stockade, scattering a cloud of sand, but doing no further damage. "Doctor, you will take the door," he resumed. "See and don't expose your self; keep within, and fire through the porch. Ilunter, take the east side, there. Joyce, you stand by the west, my man. Mr. Trelawuey, you are thr best shot—you ami Gray take this long north side, with the five loop-holes; it's there the danger is. If they can get up to it, and fire in upon us through our own ports, things would begin tc look dirty. Hawkins, neither you nOT I are much account at the shooting: we'll stand by to load and bear a.hand." So far there was no great harm. No lives were lost, and we could wade ashore in safety. Hut there were all our stores in the bottom, and, to make things worse, only two guns out of five remained in a state for service. Mine I had snatched from my knees and held over my head, by a sort of instinct. As for the captain, he had carried his over his shoulder bj a bandoleer, and, like a wise man, lock uppermost. The three had gone down with the boat. To add to our concern we heard voices already drawing near us in the woods along shore; and we had not only the danger of being cut off from the stockade In our half-crippled state, but the fear before us, whether if Hunter and Joyce were attacked by half a dozen they would have the sense and conduct to stand firm. Ilubter was steady, that we knew; Joyce whs a doubtful case—a pleasant, polite man for a valet, and to brush one's clothes, but not entirely fitted for a man-of-war. I told my plan to the captain, and between us we settled on the details of its accomplishment. "Flag of truce!" 1 heard some one say; and then immediately after, with 3 cry of surprise: "Silver himself!" "NoK without swamping the boat," said he. "You must bear up. sir, if you please—bear up until you see you're "Captain," said the squire. "tlD« house is quite invisible from the ship It must be the flag they are aiming at Would It not be wiser to take it in?" "Well, here it is." said Silver. "We want that treasure, and we'll have It— that's our point I You would just as soon save your lives, I reckon; and that's yours. You have a chart, haven't you?" We put old Itedruth in the gallery between the cabin and the forecastle, with three or four loaded muskets and a mattress for protection. Hunter brought the bout round under the stem port, and Joyce and 1 set to work loading her with powder tins, muskets, bags of biscuits, kegs of pork, a cask of cognac and my invaluable medicine chest. gaining." And at that I jumped up, and, rubbing my eyes, ran to a loophole in ths wall. I tried, and found by experiment that the tide kept sweeping us westward until I bad laid her bead due east, or just about right angles -to the way we ought to go. "Strike iny colors!" cried the captain. "No, sir, not I;" and, as soon a* he had said the words, I thimk we all .»grC»ed with him. For it was not onh a piece of »tout.! eamanly pood feeling; it was pood policy besides, and showed our enemies that we despised their CHAPTER XX. "That's as roay be," replied the captain.Then I skirted among the woods until I bad regained the rear, or shoreward side, of the stockade, and was soon warmly welcomed by the faifhftil SILVER'S EMnASSY. "Well never get ashore at this rate." said I. Sure enough, there were two men just outside the stockade, one of them waving a white cloth; the other, noles9 a person than Silver himself, standing placidly by. "Oh, well, you have, I know that," returned Long John. "You needn't be so husky with a man; there ain't a particle of service in that, and you may lay to it. What I mean is, we want your chart. Now, I never meant you no harm, myself." As the captain had said, the chill was past. As soon as the sun had climbed above our girdle of trees it fell with all its force upon the clear ing and drank up the vapors at i draught. Soon the sand was baking and the resin mehing in the logs of itu Jackets and coats wen flung aside; shirts were thrown opei at the neck and rolled up to (h shoulders; and we stood there, each ai his post. In a fever of heat and anxiet' An hour passed away In the meantime the squire and t}ie captain stayed on deck, and the latter hailed the cockswain, who was the principal man on board. "If it's the only course that we can lie, sir, we must even lie it," retprned the captain. "We must keep upstream. You see, air," he went on, "if once we dropped to leeward of the landingplace, it's hard to nay where we should pel. ashore, besides the chance of being boarded by the gigs; whereas, the way we go the current piust slacken, and then we can dodge back along the shore." cannonade party All through the evening tihey kept thundering away. Hall aftei ball tiew over or fell short, or kicked up the sand In the inclosure; but they had to tire so high that the shot Ml dead amd buried itself in the soft sand. We had no ricbochet to fear; and though one popped in through- the roof of the loghouse and out again through the floor, we soon got used to that sort of horseplay and minded it no more than cricket. I had soon told my story, and began tto look about me. The log-house was made of unsquared trunks of pine— roof, walls and floor. The latter stood in several places as much as a foot or a ; foot and a half above the surface of the ' sand. There was a porch ai the door, and under this porch the little spring welled up into an artificial basin of a rather odd kind—no other than a great ship's kettle of iron, with the bottom knocked out, and sunk "to her bear-1 ings," as the captain said, among the ; sand. It was still quite early and the coldest morning that 1 think 1 ever was abroad in; a chill thut pierced into the marrow. The sky was bright and cloudless overhead, and the tops of the trees shone rosily in the sun. But where Silver stood with his lieutenant all was ■till in shadow, and they waded knee deep in a low wliite vapor, that had crawled during the night out of the morass. The chill and vapor taken together told a poor tale of the island. It was plainly a damp, feverish,unhealthy spot. "Mr. Hands," he said, "here are two of us with a brace of pistols each. If any one of you six make a signal of any description, that man's dead." "That won't do with me, my man," interrupted the captain. "We know exactly what you meant to do. and we don't care; for now. you see, you can't do it.M They were a good deal taken abac};; and after a little consultation, one and all tumbled down the fore companion, thinking, no doubt, to take us on the rear. But when they saw Redruth waiting for them in the sparred gallery, they went about ship at once, and a head popped out on d-eck. And the captain looked at him calmly, and proceeded to fill his pipe. jr (JOniin uru "n pnsC- DCDut - [RHEUMATISM,! ce, "if H NETOALGIA and similar Complaint* I and prepared tinder tbe stringent U am. |L GERMAN MEDICAL LAWS^ jovre prescribed by eminent physicians Kn) DR. RICHTER'S (Km 35 WANCHOR"^ —: Vpain expeller! ,1 . , „ .. ■ World renowned! Remarkably successful! 1 ilflle Of ■Onlygcnntne with Trade Mark" Anchor,''I *» very Bf. Ad. 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"If Abe Gray—' "There Is one thing about all this," observed the good captain; "the wood In front of us Is likely clear. The ebb has made a good while; our stores should be uncovered. Volunteers to go «nd bring in pork." "Thank you, myCman."said J, quite as if nothing had happened; for we had all quietly made up our minds to treat him like one of ourselves* And just at that moment cami first news of the attack. "Down, dog!" cries the captain. CHAPTER XVIII Little had been left beside the framework of the bouse; but in one corner there was a stone slab laid down by way of hearth, and an old rusty iron bosket to contain the fire. And the head popped back again; and we beard no more, for the time, of these six very faint-hearted seamen. NARRATIVE CONTINUED BY THE DOCTOR—END OF THE FIRST DAY S FIGHTING. "Keep indoors, men," said the captain. "Ten to one this is u trick." "If you please, sir," paid Joy I see anyone, am 1 to fire?" Suddenly the captain spoke up again, and I thought his voice was a little changed. Then he hailed the buccaneer. "Who goes? Stand or we fire." "I told you so!" cried the capts "Thank you. sir," returned with the same quiet civility. We made our best speed across the strip of wood that now divided us from the stockade, and at every step we took the voices of the buccaneers rang nearer. Soon we could hear their footsteps as they ran, nnd the cracking of the branches as they breasted across a bit of thicket. Gray and Hunter were the first to come forward. Well armed, tihey stole out of the stockade, but it proved a This little whiff of temper seemed to cool Silver down. He had been grow ing nettled before, but now he pulled himself together. By this time, tumbling things in m they came, wc bad the jolly-boat loaded •s much as we dared. Joyce and I got out through the stern port and we made for shore again as fast as our oars could take us. The slopes of the knoll and all the Inside of the stockade bad been cleared of timber to build the bouse, and we could see by the stumps what a tine and lofty grove had been destroyed. Most of the soil had been washed away or buried in drift after the removal of the trees; only where the 6treamlet ran down from the kettle a thick bed of moss and some ferns and little creeping bushes were still green among the sand. Very close around the stockade—too close for defense, they said—the wood still flourished high and dense, all of fir on the land side, but toward the sea with a large admixture | of Uve oaks. "Flag of truce." cried Srlver "I have thought of that," said I, for I made sure he was thinking of a bombardment of the fort. "They could never get the gun ashore, and if they did, they could never haul it through the woods." "The gun I" said he. useless mission. The mutineers were bolder than we fancied, or they put more trust In Israel's gunnery. For four or five of them were busy carrying off our stores, and wadit p out with them to one of the gigs that lay close by. pulling an oar or so to hold her steady apainst the current. Silver was in the stern-sheets in command; and every man of them was now provided with a musket from some secret magazine of their own. The captain was in the porch, keeping himself carefully out of the way of a treacherous shot should any be intended. He turned and spoke to us. Nothing followed for a time; b remark bad set us all on the ■training ears and eyes—the rt *itb weir pn-ceB balance* n, hands, the captain out in the nr the block-bouse, with his mou tight and a frown on his face. (mraurh " as Iri "T would no limits to what gentlemen migr onsider ship shape, or might not, as he case were. And. secin' as bow yon Kre ahaut to taken pipe,cap'n, I'll make •o free as to do likewise." "Doctor's watch ou the lookout. Dr Livesey, take the uortb side, if you please; Jim. the east. Gray the west The watch below, all hnuds to load muskets. Lively, men. nijd careful." This second trip fairly aroused the watchers along the shore. "Lillibullero" was dropped again, and just befote we lost sight of them behind the little point one of them whipped asbore and disappeared. I had half a mind to change my plans and destroy their boata, but 1 feared that Silver and the others might be close at hand, *11 mlabt tcnr well be lost bar trj- I began to see we Bhould have a brush for it in earnest, and looked tomy prim ing. "Look astern, doctor," replied the captain. And he filled a pipe and lighted it, ind the two men sat silently smokng for quite awhile, now looking each ather in the face, now stopping their tobacco, now leaning forward to spit. It was as good as the play to see them. Bo some seconds passed, till i ly Joyce whipped up his musk fired. The report had scarcely •way ere it was repeated and n |rom without In a scattering We had entirely forgotten the long nine; and there, to our horror, were the five rogue* busy about her, getting off her jacket, as they called the stout tarpaulin cover under wlhich she ■ailed. Not only that, but it flashed into "Captain," said I, "Trelawney is the dead shot. Give him your gun; his And then he turned again to the mu tineers. They exchanged guns, and Trelnwnev. silent and fool as he had been since the beginning of the bustle, hang a moment on his heel to see that all was own is useless." "And what do you want with your fluff of truce'" he cried. This time it was the other man who replied. The captain sat. down to his log. and here is the beginning of the entry; •hot behind Bhot, like a string of from every side of the incloeure. •ral bullets struck the log houi oa« entered: and. as tho "Now," resumed Silver, "here it ia. Van artv* iu tha nHart tn ami the "* tex&nder Smollett, master; David LJvs- "r»i\'n Silrar sir tn e.orae on board