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Vol. I.

The Pink of the Pacific; 

Adams and Company, Publishers,
98 “'llllam Street.

MAY 10, 1879.

$2.50 a Year.
Single Copies, Five Cents.

 

OR

THE ADVENTURES OF A STOWAWAY.

 

Q I" OLIT’ER 013TIC.

CHAPTER I.
THE srowawar.
“ BEAR a hand there, and be lively !” shouted
Mr. Fetterbone, the mate of the good ship

American Continent, as be cast an anxious eye ‘

to windward, where the weather had a very

ually look. “ What are you about, Bagley?
Didgl’t ’I tell you to lay aloft and furl that main-
ro ?’

“ I’m willing to obey orders. sir, but it’s all '

my life is worth to go on the main-royal yard,
for the mast is sprung,” replied Bagley, who was
the li htest man of the crew.

“ A raid, are you?” sneered the mate.

“I’m not afraid to go anywhere it is safe to
go,” leaded the sailor.

“ e won‘t argue the matter, but if you don’t
obey mv order in less than another second,
there will be a broken head round here some-
where," added Mr. Fetterbone, very decidedly.

“I don’t want to lose my life,” growled the
Seaman, as he moved toward the main—rig-
gm .

“ ay aloft, you beggar!" yelled the mate.

Just at this moment a boy, not more than a
dozen years old. rushed out from behind the

mainmast, and springing upon the rail, he ran :

aloft like a cat. Bagley followed him but far
behind. A seaman on deck let go the halliard.
and the royal yard dropped down to the collar.
The boy reached the royal yard. and in a mo-
ment he had gathered 11p the fluttering sail and
secured it to the yard. “'hen his work was
done, he ran down to the deck as lively as he
had one up. The timid tar also began to de-
scenfd’, but the order to furl the top—gallant-sail
met him before he had reached the top. and he
returned to the cr0ss trees.

The wind was freshening. and all hands were
too busy to take any notice of the boy, who had
shown himself to the ship's company for the
first time when he sprung out from behind the
mast. The American Lontinent was a very

large vessel, and carried a big crew; and in a .

few minutes her sails were all furlcd except the ‘
maintop-sail. By this time a heavy squall struck I

her. and the mate yelled his orders to furl the
last sail she carried.

At the first blast the main-royal mast toppled '
over, snapping off at the point where Bagle ' a
With dith- .

had indicated that it was sprung.
culty the yard and sail were saved. though the
squall was soon ovcr. In half an hour the ship

was on her course again, with everything set ‘

below the royals.

“\Vell, Bagley, that youngster saved your
life.” said the mate, with a laugh. when the
ship was restored to her usual condition.

‘ Yes, Sir,” replied the sailor, who had the
wheel at this time. “ I knew that stick would
give out at the wrong time, and I didn‘t want
to be on it when it went over.”
“But what youngster was it?
on board of the ship?" inquired the mate.

“I don’t know anything about him, and I
never saw him before,” answered Bagley, look-
ing around him to see what had become of the
little fellow.

“ You don’t know him! That’s a likely story!
The youngster would not have done sucu a good
turn for you if you hadn‘t done something for
him,” added Mr. Fetterbone, sharply.

“ I haven’t done anything for him, and I never
saw him till he came out from behind the mast.”

“ I don’t believe it!" protested the mate. who
was considered a good man to manage a
crew, and whose heart was not too soft for his
business. “ Here we are, four days out of Syd-
ney, and if the youn ter hadn't been fed, he
couldn't have run up t lat rigging as he did."
hi“ I”didn‘t feed him, and know nothing about

n1.

“ “'here is he now i”

“I don’t know: I haven’t seen him since he
went aloft.”

“ If any man aboard this shi has helped a
stowaway into her, I‘ll take t 1e youngster's
passage out of his wa es,” blustered the mate.

“ I’ve told you all know about him," insisted
the sailor.

“ I don‘t think you have, for the boy didn‘t
risk his neck on that yard for nothing. He has
got a good friend here somewhere.“

“ No. sir. I have not," said the stowaway,
suddenly presenting himself before the mate.
He 78.1110 out from behind the cabin—house, where
he had hidden himself.

He looked  though he had just escaped from
the rag-bag, and he was covered with dirt, tar
and oakum. which he had gathered in his hiding-
)lace below. On his face was an expression of
iearty gmul-naturc, in spite of the hard usage
the world had given him. He did not seem to be
at all afraid of the mate, whose very looks
might have been a terror to evil-(10ers. There
was even a smile on his face when he came into
the resence of the awful Mr. Fetterbone.

" Vho are you!" demanded the mate, with an
ugly expression on his face.

“ I’m the fellow that took in that royal," re- :
. plied the stowaway. with self—possession enough

to have fitted out a criminal lawyer.

“ I know you are: but who else are you ?"

“ I‘m nobody else."

“ None of your impudencc! “'hat are you
doing in this ship?" roared Mr. Fetterbone,
looking as stern as a country schoolmaster.

" Sailing," replied the youngster, with a sort
of chuckle.

“ \Vhy don‘t you answer me. you young vaga-

bondf" stormed the mate.

How came he T

“ I did answer you, sir."

“ If you are imtpudent. I shall tic you up and i

give you a taste 0 the ropes end."

“ I don‘t like the taste of it," said the little
fellow, shrugging his shoulders as though he
knew all about the thin .

“I don't care whetfiier you like it or not.

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PINK REACIIED THE ROYAL YARD, AND IN

“'hcn I ask a youngster a question on this deck,
he answers me," added Mr. Fetterbone. angrily.

“ So I do."

“ So you do what?"

“ Answer the quest ion."

“I asked what you were doing in this vessel."
‘ “ And I told you I was sailing in her, same as

the rest of you arc."

The mate lookctl sharply at the boy. as if to
see whether he meant to be impudeut or not.
The waif did not tlinch under his earnest gaze,
and so fa ‘as the dirt on his face would permit
his expression to bc secu. he was honest and

'meant all he said. He did not seem to be quiz-

. Zing the mighty man of the ship. and Mr. Fet—

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tcrbone came down a little from his high horse.

“ Who helped you into this vessel?" he asked,
when he had considered the case a moment.

“ I’ink.”

“ Who?"

“ Pink,” repeated the waif, with his peculiar
chuckle.

“ Do you mean Bagleyf“ demanded the mate.
pointing to the man at the wheel.

A MOMENT IIE HAD GATHERED UP THE FLUTTERING SAIL AND SECURED IT TO THE YARD.

“ No. sir: I mean Pink." laughed the boy.
“tho is Pink? “'e have no man on board
1 the ship of that name."
‘ “ That's my name,” added the boy. who
seemed to be very well satisfied with himself.
and not at all conscious that. he was provoking
the mate to some severe action.

“011. is it? \Vcll. you look a pretty pink."
succrcd Mr. Fettcrbonc.

“ I am. That's what the ladies call me,“
laughed the little stranger.

“ You look like a ladies‘ man.
dirt enough on your face to bury a small man
in.“

“ Not half enough to bury you in."

“Don‘t be saucy, youngster. I don’t want
to hurt you. and Iwon't if you behave your-
self and speak the truth. Now. don‘t be saucy.“

“ That‘s what everybody says to me."

Possibly the mate’s altered tone was caused

V by the appearance of Captain Milford, the mas—
. ter of the American Continent. who had come
i out of the cabin, and stood behind the stow-

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“ “'hich of the mcn \‘as it that helped you on
board 1“ continued the mate.
“ None of the men: I helped myself on

“ “'hcn did yr u come on btmrdf"

“The day thc ship sailcd. I’m willing to
tell you all I know about it." replied Pink,
for we may call him by the nanw he ac»
knowledgcd. "I came to the ship in llH‘ boat
that brought oil' the man with the papers. I
asked thc boatman to let me help roW. and he
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papers. and then I went on the deck of the ship.
I told the boatmau that I was going back in an—
other boat. so he need not look for me. and then
I got in between-decks. and stowed myself
away. That‘s the truth: and I have not told
the truth so much for more than a year.” .

“Then I suppose you are not in the liablt of
telling the truth." laughed the mate, glancing
at the captain.

“I am when people will let me, but I
don‘t tell the truth and then take a licking
for it."

 
  
    
  
  
 

 

 

 

 

 

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