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MUTINY. Patrick Onslow came out of the chart-house with all the armament he could lay hands upon; to wit, three revolvers. He gave one to the Captain and put the others in his own jacket pocket, so t…
TO-NIGHT. Another day and another sky. Now the blue Gulf waters were as leaden and dense as that one looks upon in a hard North Sea gale; and the heavens overhead were full of lurid grays which raced…
A DERELICTION. Eight bells—midnight. The look-out in the crow’s-nest forward chanted his last melancholy “All’s well!” and gave way to the relief from the next watch. He climbed down by the cleats in…
THREE FOR TWENTY-SEVEN. “Now, my lads,” said Kettle, “you’ve got to hump yourselves, or we’ll have the steamer swamping beneath us. It’ll be touch and go, anyway. Mr. Onslow, you will have the deck a…
A PIRATES’ HARBOR. Windless swell and a burning sky. Ahead, broken palings of mop-headed tree-trunks growing straight across the sea; on one beam, scattered patches of white, where the surf crumbled …
RESULTS IN LONDON. “How awfully ghastly!” said Amy Rivers. “Yes,” said Fairfax; “those anarchist people ought to be shot down like dangerous wild beasts whenever they open their mouths! Think of it! …
FOR THE BIRTHDAY LIST. Mr. Theodore Shelf was a gourmand of the first water. He preached most violently against all people who drank to excess, and seemed scarcely to discriminate between these and …
IN THE MATTER OF A TRUST. “Mr. Fairfax, sir, to see you.” “Say that I cannot see him.” The butler hesitated a moment, and then begged Mr. Shelf’s pardon, and hinted that Fairfax seemed to have antici…
THE PLUME-HUNTERS’ DINNER-PARTY. The one-eyed man, Mr. Billy Nutt, and his friend and partner, whose name was apparently Hank without further attachment, made a livelihood by transgressing the laws o…
SUBJECTS FOR MATRIMONY. Miss Kildare gave a shrug to her shoulders. “Yes,” she said, “I suppose it is a different me. I’ve got my hair done up, and longer skirts, and all the rest of it. In fact, lik…
