and he knew that a kink in the line would take them down to the coral in the twinkling~ of an-eye. But he had faith in Tom, an knew that there was not mucl. likelihood of anything being wrong with zs line. The mate, with his eyes still fixed upon the line calmly filled his pipe and lighted it, and Prince had time to look for the other boats, Sennett was fast to a whale, which was tow- ing him rapidly toward the ship, and Bunker «vas having a race after another. Oneof the beats of the Lone Star was fast, and Carson was pulling rapidly in the direction of the “school,” which was making away to wind- ward rather slowly. ‘* Eyes in the boat!” whispered the mate, ‘softly. ‘‘Is that line slack, Tom?” ‘“Ay, ay, sir! He’s coming up.” Five anxious minutes passed, and the giant form of the whale’rose slowly from the waves, and lay wallowing in the sea, and the mate and larpooner changed places and the boat was sent softly back, while the mate, grasping his sharp-bladed lance, plunged it suddenly into the back of the whale, and bore his weight upon it. No man knew bet- ter than Saul Trysail how to use a lance, and there was a sudden. shudder through the giant frame, and the boat shot back out of reach, while the whale at once went into that awful agony which. sailors know as the Surry. . It was simply terrible. The huge creature bounded into the air, his body bent like a reaping hook and fell with a loud splash into the water. He darted forward a short dis- tance and then, rearing his huge square head aloft, again:came crashing down. Then the broad flukes beat the waves into foam, as they fell with tremendous force, until, with a last mighty throe, the great mammal sent a column of bloody water into the air, and rolled over on his side, dead. “Good enough, my lad,” declared the mate, as he filled his pipe again. my boy, I’ll never despise any one again be- cause he happens to be young. I thought you was going to sp’ile my crew; but now I wouldn’t change you for any man in the other boats.” «Thank you, Mr. Trysail,” answered the boy. ‘I did my best, and of course could do no more. But, thunder! isn’t that a big fellow?” : “Wundred barrels, I tell you. Carson made the best of a bad bargain, and gave Billy Selleck a harpoon, I see, Waal, he used to be a good one, and I_reckon he’d ave taken that whale away from us if the captain had let him alone; but he made him throw before they was near enough, Vd The Young Land-Lubber. ‘*Prince, , 11 never have felt safe to go aboard the Dolphin if Carson got that fish* under our noses.” ‘Captain Carson is in troults yonder,” eried Prince. ‘‘Just look at that.” Carson’s boat had overtaken the school and had made fast; but, unfortunately, the whale selected, was one of those hugu, ugly crea- jtures, which, like the ‘‘rogue” elephant, it ‘is always safest to let severely alane. When he first felt the iron he soundwd, and the captain’s good-nature came back somewhat, for it offended him to the soul that Trysail had killed the first whale. But now he sat watching the line run out in a pleasant way, until the “slack ” warned him that the whale had ceased to sound. They waited for him to rise, but he was sulky, and refused to move. called to: Billy Selleck to give the line a pu and see if he could start him. Billy com- plied, and a moment later began to haul in the line and coil it away, as the whale was rising rapidly. . ; “‘Starn all!” yelled Captain-Carson, sud- denly. ‘‘Starn—”’.. - He did not finish the order, for at that moment something struck the bottom of the boat with great force, and the light craft went flying into the air, the crew falling in every direction. The whale had come up from his soundings head on, and struck the boat from below. Slapping the water with his flukes, Leyiathan now swam away direct- ly in the. wind’s eye, leaving the unlucky crew floundering in the water, and their first boat, which had just killed, planted their flag on their giant game, and hurried to the rescue, and in a short time had saved all the crew, while the Lone Star came in before the | wind;.and quickly reached the dead whale, to which she made fast, Trysail laughed heartily, and began to tow his ‘prize toward the ship, which had drifted down to within half a mile, and they sof& met, and the tackle was rigged for holding the whale to the side of the ship while the blubber and sperm were removed. For it must be under- stood that the most valuable product of the sperm whale is contained in the head, and that it is far easier to get than in the “‘ right ” whale, which has no such deposit in the head. They had scarcely reached the ship, when Mr. Sennett was seen towing up a dead whale, which he had lanced after it passed the ship; and the glass told them that Bunker had had good luck, and had also ‘‘ killed,” a remarkable thing, as three boats from the same ship seldom .secure a whale each from the same school, * Norr,.—Most sailors will insist upon calling the whale a fish, although it is a mammal At last the captain, becoming angry, Bee e 4 Whee oe Een é ae a) Copyright, 1892, by Beadle & Adams. Entered at Post Office, New York, N.Y., as second class matter. Dee 24, 1899. M. J. bVE RU Siuleoee es La ig c Published Ih J bv Rs SCO; Publishers, Price & Ci a The Oeuda S Bier ive riJames Sullivan, Proprietor.) $2.50 i : aera ns gan 379 Pearl Street, New York. | Sere q 2 r os Ty . Lp ns , Copyright, 1892, by Beadie & Adams. Entered at Post Office, New York, N.Y. M. J. IVERS & CO., Publishers, aie No 51 pe (James Sullivan, Proprietor,) Merge aa Vol. IV, , ; Hvery Week. 379 Pearl Street, New York. ere eee TOM STONE, the Old Sea Dog. BY C. DUNNING CLARK. we < VALE 2 A pe eT | ii » FA ee f FYE = ‘ $$ ANG ON, TOM!” HE CRIED, AS HE SWUNG ro oi Kee WARM THE SURGING OF THE MAST, “1°LL, SAVE YOU,’ The Young Land-Lubber. 3 Tom Stone, the Old Sea Dog; THE YOUNG LAND-LUBEER. A Thrilling Story of Prince Porter's First Cruise, BY Cc. D. CLARK, AUTHOR OF “FLYAWAY AFLOAT,” KEE BOYS IN CEYLON,” ETO. CHAPTER I. THE ‘‘PRINCKE OF WALES”—A SLIPPERY CUSTOMER—AN INVOLUNTARY BATH. A sricut boy about sixteen years of age, with a rather good-looking face lighted by sharp black eyes, came tramping down the wharves of Martha’s Vineyard, in the days when the ‘ Vineyard” was a noted name among the whaling ports. It was plain that the lad was bent on business, as he headed straight along the wharves, and looked Keenly at the shipping at anchor. His move- ments attracied the attention of a disagree- able-looking fellow who was lurking in, the neighborhood, and who at once entered ‘into conversation with him. “ Looking for anybody, sonny?” he asked. “Tf IT am, I don’t see him,” was the reply. “JT wasn’t looking for you.” “Don’t be sassy, youngster,” exclaimed the man, in a threatening tone.. ‘I only asked you a civil question.” “Was you looking for any one?” inquired the boy, with a queer twinkle in his eyes._ ““Not asi | knows on,” answered the fel- low, who was one of the land-sharks who “shanghae” sailors and, send them to sea against their will. ‘“‘T thought maybe you was looking for -a washerwoman,” observed the lad ‘‘ Look as though you needed one.” The crimp approached the youth threaten- ingly, with his hand clinched, when a man came from behind a pile of lumber on the wharf and interfered. “This won't do, Billy,” he ‘warned. “You've no right to interfere with this oung chap, as long as he attends to his ieee I'll protect him from you, at any rate.” e The boy cast a quick glance at the new- ‘* YAN- comer, and saw a smooth, oily-looking per- | son, with a sanctimonious expression, who did not impress the boy more favorably than did the first nan. *« Pretty well disguised,” declared the last comer, laughing. ‘‘ Well, of course you want a place to stay while you are in the Vineyard?” “T expect to meet the Duke of York pret- ty soon,” answered the boy. -‘‘I sent him on ahead to engage a hotel or two, and may- be he might buy one, just to be sure out- siders won't intrude.” 4 “You are a queer boy,” averred the man, beginning to lose temper somewhat. ‘‘ You. don’t seem to know when a man tries to be a friend to you. Now, my name is Deacon Phelps—any one in the “linevart will tell you about me—and I own that hotel over yonder. Won't you come to my house and stay?” «\ “TI can’t,” answered the lad, promptly. “It wouldn’t be treating the Duke of York fair, after I give him the right to hire a hotel.” “*T believe this boy has run away from his home, Billy,” declared the deacon. ‘‘ Grab hold of him, and we’ll take him to my house and keep him untii we can git word to his folks. As one of the selectmen of this dees- trict, I feel it my dooty to tgke keer of him.” % “Y)l catch him fast enough,” growled Billy. ‘It would do me good to larrup him until he bellers like a sick calf. He blows his horn too: much, the little lubber!” He made a clutch at the youth, but to the surprise of both, the young stranger made a quick duck between the legs of the greasy crimp, who sprawled at full length upon the dock; then suddenly the lad dodged under the arm of ‘‘the deacon,” tripped up his heels, and laid him on the top of his a ate. -The two men sprung to their feet in- stantly, Billy swearing like\a pirate, and the deacon uttering words which certainly did not sound well from the lips of a selectman, and both began to chase the adventurer up and down the wharf. He gave them plenty of work, and the pursy deacon puffed like agrampus as he dodged among the piles of lumber and_ fell over casks, for the boy seemed to choose the roughest possible road in his efforts to escape. At last he was cornered upon a wharf from which there was no avenue of escape, and Billy, swearing vengeance, rushed at his little antagonist incautiously as he stood on the extreme edge of the wharf, when, just as his hand was extended, the. lad threw a sum- merset over his head, and Billy, clutching at vacancy, plunged head-foremost over the stringer into the waters of the bay. The agile lad had hardly touched the dock “ What is your name, my son?” he asked. goain when the deacon was upon him; but, “Ym the Prince of Wales,” returned the lad, ‘‘1'm in disguise, I am.” bounding like a ball, the boy went over hia ‘head, and was fiying down the dock, having ‘| 1 » NX gained a good distance before the ponderous selectman could turn. As the youngster ran down the dock, he maw an old sailor, with a hard, weather- eaten face, seated on the end of a post, and watching th dir proceedings with a grin of delight. “Ketch him, ketch him, Tom!” puffed the deacon. ‘‘He’s a murderer; he’s drownded Billy Selleck. A can of grog if you ketch him!” “Tf he’s done that, every barky in this port orter hang out her bunting, and every sailor man will have a jubilee,” declared the old sailor. ‘‘ Come here, you young duffer! Tom Stone wants.to speak to you.” A single glance at the speaker was enough for the boy. Itwas an honest face—the face of a true-hearted sailor, and the lad came up to him atvonce. “Pm willing to trust you to see me used right,” he said. ‘I ain’t done anything to these fellers but defend myself.” The deacon rushed up and would have seized the youth; but the old tar slid off the post, caught the old villain in a vise-like grasp, and shook him until his wig dropped off, and he nearly swallowed his false teeth. “Hands off, you old land-shark!”’ he shouted. ‘‘Iseen the hull thing, and he’s live-oak timber. Lay a hand on. him ag’in, and [ll damage your figure-head and split your foresail to the peak!” “Tm a selectman! I’m a selectman!” bawled the deacon. ‘‘Let me go, you old tar-jacket, or T’ll have you took up!” “Tl take you down fust, you old porpus!” replied the sailor, as Billy Selleck came crawling over the stringer of the dock. ‘There comes your pard; now let’s see what he'll do.” Selleck shook himself like a water-dog, and looked about him for the boy. The moment he saw him the crimp uttered an angry cry and rushed at the lad, when Tom ~ Stone took a step forward and landed a sin- gle terrific blow on his nose, which lifted the crimp completely off his feet. - “Take that, you sneakin’, low-lived swab!” he shouted. ‘‘You put a claw on him, an’ you'll think lightnin’ struck e. » ? The deacon ran for his life, and Billy Sel- leck, as soon as he could gain his feet, fol- luwed his example, CHAPTER IL PRINCE PORTER 8HIPS—BUYING AN OUTFIT —BILLY SELLECK’S BARGAIN. “Tuat’s the way we sarve ’em out, young: - The Young Land-Labber, 8 ster,” said Tom, extending his hand. ‘‘ Now, my name is Tom Stone; what’s yours? Don’t give me no Prince of Wales talk, you young swab, for-I won’t stand shallow-water yarns.” “Not a bit of it, Tom,” answered the boy. ‘‘The reason I answered those two fellers the way I did was because I didn’t like. their impertinence. Now, I like your style, and I'll tell you whol am. My name is\ Prince Porter. I used to live at Lynn, but my folks are all dead, and I've got to do something to make a living; so 've come down to the Vineyard to ship for a cruise to the whaling grounds.” . “That’s hearty. There ain't no Jife like it—mind, I tell you, and I'll do all I can for you. So heave ahead with me, my hearty.” Tom headed directly for the hote] which the deacon claimed to own, while Prince hung back a little as he saw where they were going. “TY don’t feel safe to go there, Tom,” he declared. ‘‘The old fellow might have me arrested.” “Don’t you spring your scuppers, lad! My old man is there, and it wouldn’t be healthy for the deacon to meddle with him, bet yer life. ’Sides, you ain’t done nuthin’; I'm the critter that shook him up.” “‘ But I shook him down, Tom—tripped up his heels and threw him on top of that greasy lummox.” . «Them two work together,” replied Tom. “*Come an’ see the old man.”’ Tom entered the public room of the hotel boldly enough, while Prince tramped close at his heels. The room was a low, dark place, looking as much as possible like the forecastle of a ship. A large number of sailors were drinking at the tables and mak- ing fun of Billy Selleck; whose nose was swelled to twice its usual size. He scowled savagely at Tom Stone as he entered, but the old salt only gave him a grim smile. f “You'd like to p’izen my grog, wouldn’t you,/ Billy?” he called out. ‘‘I say, Ned, is the old man in his room?” “He ar’,” replied one of the sailors, with a solemn wink; ‘‘and he says he'll keelhaul ou for spoiling Billy Selleck’s beauty. Wants you to come up right away, Tom.” “T wouldn't go if I was you, Tom,” whis- pered Prince. ‘‘ You did it on my account.” ‘The capt’in ashore ain’t the capt’in at sea,” replied Tom, oracularly. ‘I don’t sign no articles till the day I sail, an’ the old man knows ef so be he bears too hard on me, there’s half a dozen capt’ins in port would like to git hold of a seasoned oid harpoon like Tom Stone. You come along, young: ster; you’re my convoy now.” : ‘hom, who seemed to know the house, me The Young Land-Lubber. opened a door at the back of the bar and passed through a number of dark passages until he reached a door which stood partly open. He tapped at this door, and a sten- torian voice bellowed: ‘Heave ahead, you lubber! What do you stop in the after-gangway for?” Tom at once entered the room, Prince fol- lowing closely. The boy started in surprise as he saw the captain, for never in his life had he seen such an odd figure. He was a man long past the middle period of life, with grizzled hair and a broad, sun- burned face. His right hand was gone at the wrist, and in its place was a sort-of iron claw, with which he was drawing toward himself a whisky bottle which had stood in the middle of the table, preparatory to taking adrink. As he saw Tom his face flushed angrily, and he brought down one of his feet under the table with a strange, hollow sound, and Prince, glancing quickly under the table, saw that he had a wooden leg. “Now, avast jawing,” bawled the captain, shaking his hook at Tom, ‘‘ What do you mean, Tom Stone, kicking up the devil’s de- light with the deacon and Billy Selleck?” “So the old thief has been blowing his horn, has he?” demanded Tom, quietly. ‘I *most Khew he’d be in here, a-lying, afore I could run athwart your hawse. I s’pose he give mé a reg’lar dressin’ down, didn’t he, now, capt’in?” ‘TY sh’d say as how he did, you, Tom Stone. Didn’t you pitch into him like a wild Kanaker, and ’most shake the daylights out’n him, because he was a-tryin’ to get me a cabin-boy—say?” *‘That’s it. Sail into the old harpooner all you’ve got a mind to, Cap,__ But, what I says is this: Ef so be you b’lieve that old shark sooner then you do me, I ain’t the man to sail under ye, that’s all.” .. The face of the old captain grew more flushed-than before. All the captains found old Tom a very independent man in port, from the fact that he always refused to sign articles until the last moment, and he was too good a harpooner to lose. The captain stut- tered, stammered, and finally, like Crockett’s coon, concluded to ‘‘come down.” . > . “But, Tou, I say! You wouldn't think to sail with any one but me?” “There’s Capt’in Carson, now,” mused Tom, ‘’T:vas only yesterday he asked me what my criise was, and kalkilated he could do better by me than that. I didn’t say nothin’ to hm, An’ Thursday Jim Lefferts —he’s fust nate in the Nancy Jane, is Jim— told me I wis a fool to waste my time in the Dolphin, wien his old man stood ready to make me third Dickey.” ‘But, Tom—” began the captain. Tom paid no attention, but’ went on: ‘It’s all right, of course, and any low- lived swab. like the deacon, and his right bower, Billy Selleck, can “come hootin’ ‘round, an’ make you think I’m the worst fightin’ character in the Vineyard. Tell you what, Cap—ef so be this is goin’ on, ee do better to part.” “T hain’t said I believed it!” roared the captain, jumping up and stumping to the door. ‘‘ You, Deacon Phelps, aboy! ‘Tum- ble up here and hump yourself, you old land turtle.” ° The deacon came sneaking into the room with a sanctimonious expression on his oily face, and the moment he saw Tom, and knew by the expression of his face that he was likely to make his peace with the cap- tain, he was ready to truckle to him. ~ ““Oh, you have got the boy here, have you, Thomas?” he asked. ‘‘I couldn’t think why you objected so strongly to letting him come with me, And you treated me very roughly, too. You are aware of that, Thomas.” “‘T told you to let the boy alone,” growled Tom—‘‘an’ ye did!” with a grin. “Don’t let us have any words about it, Thomas,” whined the old villain, rubbing his palms together hard. ‘You got the boy, and that’s ail I wanted. The minnit I see him I says to myself: ‘There’s the very cabin-boy Captain Jacobs wants,’ and you see if I ain’t right.” “You've said your piece, and now you may hump along and leave us alone,” grum- bled Captain Jacobs. ‘*I don’t reckon Tom shook you up any more than you deserved.” “You won't forget I spoke.of the boy first, when we come to settle, captain,” pleaded the deacon. “‘T'll claw your old scalp all down over your eyes if you don’t dust out of this!” roared the captain; and Deacon Phelps took the polite hint and vanished, and the bargain between the captain and Prince Porter com- menced, It did not take long to settle it, as Prince was anxious to ship, and the captain wanted a boy. In ten minutes the articles were got out, and Prince was engaged for a three-years’ cruise in the Pacific, and money enough was paid him to furnish an outfit. The captain, as usual, tried to get Tom to sign then and there, but the old tar refused. “No you don't, Cap. Tl sail with you, never fear, but [ ain’t going to sign away a day of liberty ashore.” “But some one might Shanghae you—” “Let ’em try it on,” answered Tom, “It won't be the first time some blasted shark has got it right between the eyes for tryin that game on me. Come along, Prince; I’ go with you and get your kit.” The Young Land-Lubber. 5 4 "The saflors’ outfitters had a hard time that day in trying to get the best of Prince Por- ter. They found the lad sharp at a bargain, aud old Tom, who had come to see that the boy was not cheated, stood back and laughed as he saw the dealers foiled in every attempt at extortion. Prince resolutely refused to buy anything which was not absolutely necessary ior his outfit, and when. they lcit _ the last store, Tom clapped the lad heartily on the back, and said: ‘Bless me if you didn’tdo that better than I could, Prince, and the cusses know me pretty well, too. What are’ you going to do with your kit?” “Tm goitig to have it sent aboard the Dolphin at once,” replied the lad. ‘‘ When do we'sail?” “When the tide serves, Thursday night. We've got two days afore us; and may as well enjoy ourselves. But TI say, my boy, I’m goin’ to start in for a big jamboree, an’ mebbe you’d better quit me.”’ “What do you mean by that?” “Tm goin’ to h’ist in a heap of grog, and have a jin’ral bully time.” “Then J guess I will quit you, Tom,” re- marked the boy, quictly. ‘‘I never learued to drink, and I’m not going to commence now.” ‘«There’s where your head is level, my son. If I hadn’t commenced it, I wouldn’t.’a’ been in the fok’sel now. Let’s go down to the deaccn’s.” j “Tl come there by and by. I must get my kit aboard,” answered Prince, The boy found a boatman and engaged him to take his chest to the Dolphin, and helped to get it down to the wharf. After the chest was safe aboard he came back just as evening was coming on, and landed on the wharf where Billy Selleck had taken his un- lucky dive. Just as he came down the wharf he heard voices behind the lumber pile, and. one of them was strangely familiar. Indeed, it was the voice of Billy Selleck. . “Jl fix the old harpooner,” he was say- ing. ‘‘It’s five dollars for me if I get. him safe aboard?” “Yes,” replied another voice. “Captain Jacobs would just tear up ound if he knew I was in it,” continued illy. _‘‘ You mustn’t give me away, Captain Carson.” - “No. LIonly want to beat old John Ja- cobs. He’s always blowing about his har- pooner, and I know he’s a good one. Well, you fix it so I’'ll have him Wednesday night, and J’ll gail with the tide, and then old Ja- cobs can whistle for him.” : Prince had heard. enough to satisfy him that some evil scheme was afoot, and hurried away, not 8 moment too soon, for the con- the ference was nearly over. Five minutes after he reached the ‘‘Ship” tavern Billy came slouching in, and cast his evil eye about the room until he saw Tom Stone seated at a table drinking with some of his mates. “TI say, Jim,” he whispered, leaning over to one of the other men, ‘“‘has Tom Stone started in for a drunk?” “Yes; he always does just afore we sail,” was the answer. “Then we'll all have to keep an eye on him,” déclaréd Billy, as he stepped over and extended his hand to Tom, saying: ‘‘Let’s shake hands, Tom. I don’t bear malice,” _ Tom, who was already ‘‘half seas over,” seamped. his hand warmly and invited him to rink. CHAPTER III. SHANGHAEING A SAILOR—THE BITER BIT. ‘Vury seldom Billy Selleck refused a drink when it was offered him, and he at once sat down and took glass for glass with them for some time. At the end of an hour he rose and left them, and was seen no more that night, although the sailors kept up the spree to a late hour. Prince at last went to his room, and after locking his door, soon was asleep, The first man he saw after breakfast was old Tom, who was looking for a comrade to drink with him, but refused to have anything to say to Prince, “JT want a seasoned old salt, you little hop o’ my thumb,” hesaid. ‘‘It takesa man to drink ag’in’ me.” ‘‘But I want to tell you something, Tom,” pleaded Prince. “Tell me when I get sober,” shouted Tom. “*T won’t hear you now.” Pringg was obliged to leave him, and Tom continued to guzzle at. intervals all day. Prince dogged Billy persistently until he overheard another conversation with Captain Carson, of the ship Lone Star, and this con- versation decided him to call on Captain Jacobs, ‘They held quite a consultation, and the timbers fairly shook with .the denunci- ations heaped upon the heads of Carson and Selleck Sy the old skipper. Then they put their heads together and laid a plan, over which the captain chuckled. Prince went down. into the public room and asked one of the crew of the Dolphin where>Tom was, and was told that he had gone into another room to play cards with Billy Selleck and two of the crew of the Lone Star. Into this room, half an hour later, came Prince Porter, evidently intoxicated, and making frantic efforts to sing. The Young Land-Lubber. “Put that boy out!” Cte Billy. *““No you don’t, Billy. I sp’iled your figure-head once for playin’ games on that boy, and I stand ready to do it ag’in. Let the boy alone. He’s been drinkin’, after I told him not. He orter be keelhauled.” Prince sat down to the table next to Tom, where he could keep his eyes on Billy. Tom was past seeing anything, and could hardly tell whether he held cards or dice in his hands. Then Billy thrust his hand into his pocket and got out a small via], and Prince dropped his head on the table, but saw the crimp drop something into Tom’s glass, and the two men of the Lone Star rose and staggered from the room. At this moment Prince raised his foot and brought it down with crushing force on the toe of the crimp, who, with a yell of pain, bounced around the room like a cat in a fit, when, with a quick movement, Prince changed the glasses, and when Billy came back to his seat at the table the boy seemed to be asleep. “You pretty nearly killed me that time, stamping on my foot, Tomi,” growled the crinwp. “Oh, dry up!_ Let’s take suthin’,” an- swered Tom, as he lifted his glass and drank. Billy followed suit, and a moment léter Tom rolled out of his chair to the floor. ‘« Fixed!” hissed the crimp, as hé half rose from his chair. The next moment a strange look came into his face; he swayed to and fro unsteadily for a 1n0ment, cast a look of hate and rage at Prince, and sunk heavily to the floor. The moment he did so Prince sprung to his feet, dragged Tom into a cor- ner, agid covered him with some sacks which lay there, and taking a. very large sack, slipped it over the head of Billy Selleck and made it fast at his waist, and then cut some holes near his face to allow the scoundrel to breathe. Just as he did so a door in the rear of the apartment opened softly, anddhe boy blew out the light. “Billy! Billy!’ whispered a voice. ‘«Here you are,” answered Prince, in the same cautious tones. ‘‘ I’ve got a sack over his head, and tied fast. Will you take him aboard now?” } “Yes, and clap him under hatches till we are well at sea, 'Fhere’s your five dollars, Billy,” said one of the new-comers, Some money chinked into the boy’s hand; then the men lifted the senseless form of Billy Selleck and bore it away. Prince fol- |, lowed them at a safe distance until he saw them de into a boat and row out to the Lone Star, now ready to sail. He sat on the wharf and heard them get the anchor up, and half an hour later the ship was standin away from the island with sails set, an ¢ —_—— Prince turned back to encounter Captaix Jacobs, ‘All right, Cap,” he whispered; ‘ igi fe: got Billy aboard and are gone. Won't there be some tall swearing when they get him out of the hold in the morning!” “I won't forget this, my boy,” replied the captain, clasping his hand warmly. are sure that Tom is all right?” “Oh, yes; I covered him up with some sacks, but I’ll sleep in that room to-night.” « Prince went back to the room where he had left Tom, and ascertained by his regu- lar breathing that he was sleeping well, and then, throwing some of the sacks upon the~ floor, lay down on them and slept until morn- ing, when he was roused by some one shaking his shoulder. He looked up and saw Tom. “T’ve got through my bum,” he declared, ‘and now I’ll go and sign the articles. That Billy Selleck was too much fer me last night, Where is he?” “‘Gone on a cruise,” answered Prince, rubbing his eyes. “You be darned! Billy has sent many a man on a cruise, but he ain’t going to try it himself. There ain’t no money in it for him, thoigh he’s a good harpoon.” ‘But he has gone on the Lone Star, just the same. He mixed a drink for you last night, but I didn’t like the looks of it; so I changed the glasses. Then I put him in a bag, and some of the crew of the Lone Star took him aboard.” “But why didn’t the fool holler?” de- manded the old sailor, in astonishment. Prince lifted the glass from which Billy had drank, and passed it to Tom. “Smell that once, and you'll know why he didn’t holler,” said the boy. : Tom complied, and gave vent to a long whistle, after which Prince told him how by good Juck he had happened to overhear the plot of Captain Carson and Selleck, and had laid his plan to defeat their intentions, “‘T understand,” declared om, slowly. *«Tf it wasn’t for you, I’d be under hatches in the Lone Star now, with Captain Carson over me, I'll never forget it, but i you remember this—when Billy Selleck knows this, he won’t rest until he has your blood!” And the time came when the little trick which Prince Porter had ee on the vil- lainous crimp bore bitter fruit. CHAPTER IV. THER FIRST BLOW—ON THE MAIN-YARD— AROUND THE HORN. Wuen the tide served Thursda night\the Dolphin got up her anchors, and with the wind abeam, stood away to the south. The “You, The Young Land-Lubber. ? ship was a magnificent craft, and walked away from the land rapidly, leaving it quiek- ly out of sight. Prince had been assigned to cabin duty, much to his chagrin, for he was a sailor by nature, and, displayed , cat-like agility in the tops, and was anxious for a gale, even though attended with danger, for at the call of ‘‘all hands!’ even he would be expected to assist in working the ship. He had rigged himself in blue jersey and wide trowsers, with a’flat cap, and looked the pic- ture of a sailor, and his adventure with the crimp had made him a favorite with the offi- cers. He soon learned the names of the mates, Mr. Trysail, Mr. Bunker, and Mr. Sennet, who ranked in the order named. Then he was a special favorite with the carpenter, a bluff old sea-dog named Martin, who loved him because he had saved his chum, Tom Stone, from an enforced ship- ment in the Lone Star; and the neat way in which he had turned the tablés on Billy Sel- leck had completely won the old sailor’s heart. / The ship stood away down the South American coast, and at every opportunity the boy learned more and» more of his duties, Tom Stone delighted in teaching him the ropes, and many a leisure hour was spent in the tops, where, with various bits of rope, the boy learned to make splices, to tie the different kinds of knots, and do various parts of sailor work. He took to his in- struction kindly, and learned fast, but there was one branch in which no one could in- struct him, and that was about going aloft. In this he was perfectly fedrless, and some- ' times even made old sailors shudder when they witnessed his daring feats. The ship spoke an inward-bound whaler when nearing Rio, and heard of the Lone Star, which had carried away a topmast, and run into Rio to refit, and Captain Jacobs stumped joyfully about the quarter deck as he heard the news, and decided to give Rio the go-by, as his ship was in good condition. A few days later they ran past the Falk- Jands, and Prince looked with delighted eyes ‘at those strange islands, and wondered that people so isolated could live happily. He was standing by the lee rail, near the fore- castle, just as evening was coming on, and spoke to Tom of the beautiful weather; but that worthy only grunted: ‘‘Been too cussed fine. If you don’t hear all hands called afore you see the sun ag’in, I’m a lubber.” ‘‘Oh, L hope so,” cried the boy, eagerly. “You'll git over that, too,” averred Tom, ‘‘ All hands means danger, and there’s dan- gor enough at sea.” But the weather is beautiful,” persisted the lad. ‘‘I don’t see bow you can say there is going to be a storm.” “ You'll see afore mornin’,” To insisted. “‘You’d better turn in soon and get some sleep, for you'll likely be up all night when it does come.” Prince went into the cabin, where xe found the skipper smoking, and the old sea dog, who loved reading, although his eyesight was too poor to unable him to read at night, set the boy to reading aloud to him—a duty which was very pleasant to Prince, who was an excellent reader, The captain had quite a collection of books, mostly-tales of the sea, and an hour was pleasantly spent, when the third mate came down. ‘I wish you’d come on deck, Captain Jacobs,” he said. Things look squally to me.” The captain, who was reclining on his bunk, smoking lazily, and listening to the reading, at once rolled out and stumped on deck, His quick eye roved along sea and sky for a moment, and then he turned to the mate and gave him an order in a low voice, aud the order was at once passed: “All hands on deck, ahoy! Stations for taking in sail!” The Dolphin’s were all good men, and the order had scarcely been passed when the watch below tumbled out of their bunks ard came pouring on deck. Among the first was Prince Porter, eager to take his share in the work. His station was the main yard, next to. Tom Stone, and he was quickly on the yard, and had taken the weather earing, the extreme point of the yard, and the post of danger and honor with the smart topman. Tom.reached the yard next, and the work of double reefing was proceeding rapidly, when, with a sudden violence, the gale which had been coming up rapidly, struck the ship and brought her down nearly to her bearings, But the men at the wheel, two stanch old salts, ‘‘ touched her up” in time, and the ship rose slowly from the foam, while Prince, who had never been insuch a position, clung to the yard with all his strength, and drew a long breath when the stout ship dashed away, the masts and yards springing like steel be- fore the mighty force of the wind. At the same moment there came aloud crack, and the foot-rope upon which Tom Sione stood arted, and, with a cry of horror, he fell! Vith an instinctive movement, th: old salt threw up his hands and clutched tle broken foot-rope, and there swung this huinan atom, six feet below the yard, dangling helplessly over the boiling sea. Porter showed his bravery. As he turned jupon the yard, the end of a stay, which had } It wag a time for quick action, and Prince * RSIS ait ve RE are ok The Young Land-Lubber. rted, struck him in the face, and, it quickly, he cut off about eight formed a running noose. Then, ar | down to the foot-rope, and clasping it with | both feet as if it had been a horizontal bar, he coolly let his head drop, and swung head downward over the sea, which leaped and swelled beneath. It was an awful position, and only a prac- ticed gymnast could have maintained it for &@ moment. As he now swung, his extended hands were nearly as low as Tom’s feet, and the old sailor saw at a glance what his brave young friend meant to do, and with a desperate effort he managed to raise his feet higher, and the boy quickly passed his rope under and over Tom’s feet and drew it up under his arms, “Vang on, Tom!” he cried, as they swung to and Bo with the surging of the mast, **VIl save you.” “T can't stand it long,” the old salt an- swered, ‘I’m pretty near a goner, lad!” “Just a minute,” gasped Prince, as, mak- ing a sudden spring, he drew his body up and caught the foot-rope with both hands, and swung himself up.so that he was seated in the bight of the rope. One of the top- men, who had crept out upon the yard, re- ceived the end of the line and quickly passed it around a stay and drew it taut. ‘Let go, Tom!” cried the boy, as he saw that the sailor had made the rope secure; ‘you are all right.” ith a sigh of relief Tom let go and swung out under the yard, the noose beneath his arms holding him securely. y this time-half a dozen men were on the yard. The old harpooner was quickly drawn up and landed safely in the maintop, where he sunk down, completely exhausted, while the ship rung with the cheers of the men, who had been witnesses of the gallant act of Prince Porter. It did not take long for the old sailor to recover, and he sprung up ready for duty and looked about for Prince. But the boy, anxious to escape from the gratitude of his old friend, had slid down a stay and gained the deck. “‘T didn’t make no mistake when I helped that there boy to a berth aboard the Dolphin, now you hear me, mates,” he declared. ‘‘I won't say much to him now, but if I don’t Ft even afore we see the Vineyard ag’n may be condemned to sail in a lime-juicer* the rest of my nat’ral days.” The gale was now at its hight, and for three hours the Dolphin flew on before it, * American sailors use this as a term of reproach grasping | to English whalers, in which lime-juioe is used as @ preventive against scurvy, showing rare weatherly qualities, and mak. ing Captain Jacobs chuckle with delight. The old sea-dog loved a gale, no matter what the danger might be, and certainly displayed splendid qualities as a commander. It was a sight to see him standing at his post, his gray hair floating back on the gale, his trum- pet clutched in his sinewy hand, while that keen eye scanned the ship from deck to truck and noted everything necessary to be done. The ship carried only close-reefed mainsail, storm-jib and staysail, and even under these she fairly leaped. All the crew kept the deck, for they did not know at what moment their services might be needed. All night long the wind howled, but with slowly-de- creasing violence, and when morning dawned the clouds began to part and break away, and they knew the force of the storm was over. And as the gray light appeared they saw over the bows that ominous point upon the rocky coast of which the bones of many sea- men bleach, Cape Horn. “That's good,” said Prince, as he looked at it. ‘‘ We'll soon be in the South Pacific now.” d “Will we?” growled old Tom. ‘You know all about it, you do, in course.” “Why not?’ demanded Prince. ‘‘ It can’t take us more than three hours.” “‘Can’t, hey? Well,.if you see the South Pacific in anything less than fourteen days, I’m a Dutchman.” ** But, see here,” cried Prince, as the order passed to put the ship about. ‘‘ That ain’t the way to go west—to head a ship south and by east.’ “It’s the way we git round the Horn,” answered Tom, with a chuckle. ‘Ef the clerk of the weather had any sand, mebbe we wouldn’t have to beat round the cape; but, bein’ as it ar’, I don’t know a sailor man that can take anything but a steamer dead in the wind’s eye.” The ship was now gliding swiftly away from the cape, and it was not until nightfall that they went on the other tack. Prince turned in, and when morning broke there was the cape in exactly the same position, appar- ently, that it was the day before; and, to the © disgust of Prince, the ship went about again and took the same course as on the previous Y: \ **A long leg and a short one, a long leg and a short one,” sung out old “That's the way we weather the Horn.” “We'll never get round it,” groaned Prince. ‘I know now how the Flying Dutchman feels when he tries in vain’ to weather the Cape of Good Hope. We'll just sail up and down here till the timbers ‘Ob. ” rot. «* Maybe you’d like to sail this yer barky,“ om. The Young Land-Lubber. 9 grumbled Tom. ‘‘ You've sailed jest long enough to think you know all about it, hey? ad it does.my heart good to hear you talk.” Day efter day, as morning broke, the stormy cape. appeared in sight. Day after day they left it astern, only to see it loom up through the haze as soon as the light ap- peared, Prince was growing. desperate as each day passed, and Tom repeatedly threat- cned to ‘‘rope’s end” him if he didn’t keep still. On the thirteenth night they sailed south by east, as before, and then headed up; snd as Prince tumbled out of his berth and jumped on deck, he gave a shout of delight, for the cape lay far astern, and the ship rose and fell upon the waves of the South Pacific, CHAPTER VY. THE RIVAL WHALERS—‘“‘ THERE SHE BREACH- E8!”—THE FIRST WHALE. Arvmr breakfast Prince cleared away the dishes in a hurry and cleaned the cabin, for he wanted to go on deck. When he came up he saw the captain and Mr. Trysail standing upon the quarter-deck with glasses, watching a sail which was visible far to the southeast. “The lubber is a good sailor,” admitted Capiain Jacobs. ‘‘Bet all you are worth he It’s didn’t fool away many hours in Rio. the Lone Star, sure as you are born.” “But it can't be, captain,” the mate in- sisted. “Maybe it can’t but if that ain’t the Lone Star, may I sail an oyster sloop from Oyster Bay. 1 know that patch in his fores’l too blamed well. All hands to make sail, Try- sail! If we get to the fishing-grounds ahead of the Star we’ve got to walk water.” The crew sprung to their stations’ with a will, and the gallant Dolphin was soon packed with all her canvas, with studding- sails set alow and aloft, and every contriv- ance used to take advantage of the fine sail- ing breeze. When night came on the Star was out of sight, for she was standing south on the last stretch before weathering the cape. From this time until reaching the fishing grounds it was monotonous work, but Prince enjoyed it. He had gained the reputation of being a sharp lookout, and one day the captain sent for him, “Ym going to give you a chance, my boy,” he said, ‘You know that lubber, Barry?” é Barry was an overgrown boy who had shipped as a green hand, and had turned out to be a very green hand indeed. Noth- ing could teach him a seaman’s duty, and he had an absolute horror of going aloft. Besices, the men in the forecastle made it very uncomfortabla for him, and he was anxious to escape from their persecutions. Prince signified that he knew Barry. “Allright. . We’ve got stuck on the Iub- ber, and he’ll never makea sailor. But he’s been cook’s mate on a coaster, and I judge he can do your work in the cabin; so, if you like it, ’m going to send you to the fo’k’sel.” Prince uttered an exclamation of delight. Tl) come down and read to you just the same, captain,” he said, ‘‘but to_ tell the truth I didn’t like cabin-boy’s work, I can pull an oar, too; you'll find that when you try me.” “Tam not afraid of you, my lad. You’ve got the making of a sailor in you, and will get on. Here, Mr. Trysail; ’ve sent Porter to the fo’k’sel, and he'll be in your boat; make a good number two, you see.” ‘‘Te’s rather light,” muttered Trysail, in a doubtful tone, ‘but good will is every thing, and he’s ready enough. We haven't got a smarter topman in the ship.” “Give him a lookout, if his sight is keen. Remember, the one who first sights whales gets twenty dollars, Prince.” “Td like the money,” replied the boy, “and T’'ll collar it if I can.” ‘‘Jump up into the foretop, then,” ordered Trysail. ‘‘That’s your station from this out. Foretopsail-yard in reefingjand setting’ sail. Away you gol” ‘ Prince sprung up the ratlins three at a time, and was soon performing some lively acrobatic feats in the foretop, while old Tom, who was seated in the top, was fully as de- lighted.as he. ““Tel you what. it is,” sonny, he declared, “‘T want you to wipe the eye of every man aboard this ship on the lookout. You can do it, for you’ve got eyes like a hawk. Re- member, we are after sperm, and when you see the single spout flying up in the air, sing out like a hungry Maine painter.” ‘* Sail hol” shouted Prince at this moment. “Tn the foretop!” howled Trysail from the deck. ‘‘ Whereaway does she lie?” ‘‘Dead astern: a large ship running on the same course with us. = There she blows! There she blows, blows /” He had seen the first whale. : Trysail uttered a yell of delight, and sprung on the rail with a glass, while Prince pointed out to Tom, about~a league astern, the place where he had seen the spout. The captain came stumping to the rai!, and leveled his glass. «There she breaches!” he whispered, mak- ing his wooden leg beat a jolly tattoo on the deck. ‘‘Oh, that boy, that boy! There she breaches! And what? Blast all creation, there’s the Lone Star!” ' It was true. The ship coming up so rap: idly from the south was their rival. The Young Land-Lubber, ** Down with the boats!” roared the cap- tain. ‘‘Jump, I say! Oh, if that skunk gets in a harpoon before us I’ll take poison! He sees them, hang him! There he goes up into the wind! Oh, if I had another leg! if 1 had another leg!” The boats dropped into the water, themen in their places. Trysail got away first with his boat, and at the same time a black streak shot out from the side of the Lone Star, and knew that he had work to do, and looked doubtfully at Prince Porter. But they had not taken ten strokes when he realized the nervous power in the arms of the New Eng- land lad, and knew that he was a natural oarsman, The broad blade of his oar caught the water with a strong grip, and the boat sprung to it as he pulled, and his ‘‘feather- ing” was perfect. The. bodies of the crew swept back and forth in perfect unison, and the sharp boat darted forward at full speed. And Trysail, seated in the stern-sheets, his short, pipe clinched between his teeth, never uttered a word, for he was one of those silent men who can get all the work out of a crew without storming at them. Not so Sennett, whose boat came flying on half a cable’s length astern. At the first stroke there burst from his lips a stentorian bellow: “Pull, ye devils, pull/ Look yonder, look yonder! Sperm, ye villains, sperm/ You lousy lubbers, wake from your snooze vand pull! What care I if you burst a blood- vessel! Don’t ‘let it be said that my boat, mine, the crack boat of the Dolphin, was beat by a boy! There’s a boy in Trysgil’s boat—only a boy! Shall it be said that you, old salts, will permit them to get first har- poon?” But Trysail’s boat glided on, gaining, ab- solutely gaining, at, every stroke, and yet Sennett’s men were pulling with all their ower. ‘Lirysail, “You have them, lads!” he murmured. ‘“There she blows! Oh, the lovely sperm! The rich, oleaginous wealth in yonder whale! ~A hundred barrels, boys—a hundred,: if a oe in every barrel you have a stake! Pull me, pull me softly on! Never mind those lubbers in Sennett’s boat, but beach me on yonder black back and I will love you as brethren from that hour. Ha! what’s this?” On the other side of the huge whale for which they headed a boat came rushing, a boat which they Knew for that of Captam Carson. He had got his eye on their whale, and the men. were pulling like mad, shouting as they came, i On the deck of the Dolphin Captain Ja- om. Store, harpooner in Trysail’s boat, - A sweet smile stole over the face of | seemed to him that Carson’s boat was nearer to the whale than Trysail’s. He roared like a bull of Bashan, and though his voice could not be heard at a quarter of the distance, he shouted orders to them which were lost upon the empty air. It was a close race! Carson had a good crew, and no man could have told as they dashed up to the whaie which would ge? in the first iron. . Trysail heard the clear voice of Carson say: ‘Stand up, harpoon!” And there rose in the bow of the boat the rotund form of Billy Selleck, who had been an old barpooner before he turned crimp. At the same moment Tom Stone sprung to his feet, and the two ‘glared at each other, and Billy Selleck, although it was a long cast, sent his iron whistling through the air. But luck was against him, for the iron fell short and plunged into the water by the side of the whale. “You've got him, Tom!” cried the smooth voice of Trysail. ‘‘ Give it to him!” Tom drew back his arm and buried his iron to the eye in the blubber of the giant prey. The whale gave a convulsive leap, and at the quick order, ‘‘ Stern ail!” the two boats flew back out of reach. The whale flourished his broad fiukes in the air, then brought them down with a re- sounding slap, and rearing his giant body aloft plunged head-foremost into the -sea- depths. “You’ve beat us, Trysail,” shouted Car- son, in an angry tone; ‘‘but if it wasn’t for my cursed harpooner you wouldn’t have done‘it.” ; “He threw too quick,/Cap,” replied Try- sail, ‘‘and you hurried him to it. I knowed he couldn’t fetch it. Better get after an- other whale.” “And remember this; Tom _ Stone!” screamed Billy Selleck, ‘I'l have your heart’s blood and that cursed boy’s for trap- ping me into the Lone Star!” ts And the boat shot away, while Trysail sat calmly watching the line which ran out of the tub as the whate sounded. CHAPTER VI. THE ‘“FLURRY”—CARSON’S BAD LUCK—A SYMPATHIZING VISIDOR—BILLY SELLEOK COWED. : Tr was his first whale, and the boy felt a peculiar thrill as the line went writhing and twisting out of the tub, passing across the wrists of the oarsmen as they sat in their places, ready to pull at a moment’s notice, : The lessons which the boy had received ~ cobs danced » fantastic fandango, for #| from Tom had taught him what to expect,/ / a8 The Young Land-Lubber. | “ads,” shouted Captain Jacobs, as Try- sail’s crew came over the side, ‘“‘you have deserved well of your country, that I will say. If Carson had got ahead of you, and taken that whale, I believe I’d have gone blind crazy. Seems to me I saw him get spilled just now?” _ ** You did, captain. A whale bumped his boat, and he lost it,” averred Trysail. ‘Now, that’s too bad,” declared the cap- tain, with a sly twinkle in his eye. ways makes me feel bad when I see a man | have hard Inck—it does, indeed. Carson is a good fellow, a splendid fellow, and if he Had anybody except me to buck against, like enough he’d have better luck. Ill have to go and see him, and tell him how sorry I am, blamed if I don’t. Meantime, give the boys extra grog for two weeks,” A whale was made fast: on each side, and one astern, and the men of the Dolphin set to work, and from that moment the ship was no longer the tidy craft of which the seamen had been so proud. ‘The odor of sperm hung about her continually, and the trypots were brought into requisition, The men of the Lone Star were already at work, but they would have been better satisfied if they had not known that the Dolphin had secured three to their one. About six o’clock the captain called away a boat’s crew, Tom and Prince among the number, and pulled down ‘tothe Lone Star, and Captain Carson, usu- ally one of the best-natured men in the ser- vice, came to the rail in answer to their hail. “Oh, hello, Johnny!” cried Captain Ja- cobs. ‘I reckoned you'd be along pretty soon, seeing you sailed before I did. I didn’t s’pose I'd catch you,” “Lost a ee off the Oronoko,” replied Carson. ‘‘¥ou never would have caught the Lone Star if it hadn’t been for that.” . “Oh, I seen gou once,” responded Jacobs, cheerfully, ‘‘ just as we rounded the Horn. I had a tough time there, or I’d ’a’ been here three days ago. Isee you’ve got a little one out of this school. Who was that harpooner that missed his cast at that big one 'l'rysail brought in?” , ‘Billy Selleck. Oh, don’t look so inno. cent, youold cripple. You know mighty well it wasn’t him I’d have for harpooner in my boat if it hadn’t been for the trick that infernal hoy played me. Are you coming aboard?” “I thought maybe you was going to ask me to supper. Vd invite you aboard the Dolphin, but my men aré working on those whales,'and the ship will be mighty dirty, and the Star is‘clean as a whistle.” “Oh, come aboard, blast you!” answered Carson, laughing. ‘You've got the better Tt al- | of me so far, Pl own up; but I'll be even with yuu yet.” : Captain Jacobs was soon over the rail, and the crew came aboard and fraternized with the men of the Lone Star, while the two cap- tains stepped below to ‘‘splice the miain brace.” The men of the Dolphin went for- ward and were warmly greeted by the crew, with the exception of Billy Selleck, who cast a furious look at them as they came up. “Why, hello, Billy,” cried Tom, ‘‘T didn’t s’pose you was going to ship in the Lone | Star, when you had so easy a berth with the deacon.” a “‘ Now see here,” shouted Billy, savagely; “if you know what is good for you, you won't say much tome. _1 know how I came aboard the Star well enough.” “Ts that so? Then mebbe you disremem- bered you was trying to shanghae me, und got caught in your own trap.” One of the other men laughed heartily, and said: \ ““We was as bad sold out as any one, Tom. Our old man thought he had you safe under hatches, and was tickling himself to death to think he had stolen old Peg Leg’s best harpooner; and it was as good as a play to see his face when we brought Billy on deck. But I say—how did you manage to get Billy to drink his own medicine? For he was hocussed, sure.” “This yer boy changed the glasses and then put Billy in the bag. I don’t bear no malice now, and he didn’t orter.” “T knew it was the boy,” hissed Billy, making a rush at Prince. ‘‘ Let me get at him!” : But Tom Stone stepped between and pushed him back. ; “T won't have it,” he averred. ‘I ain’t so sure the boy couldn’t get away with you; but I ain’t going to take no chances. Ha! put up that knife; or I'll drive my harpoon clear through you!” Billy hesitated, with his hand still clasping the knife, which he had half drawn; but the threatening attitude of the old harpooner, who held the broad blade of his harpoon close to the ex-crimp’s breast, awed him so much that he dropped his hands. «You've. got the best of me now,” he growled; ‘but don’t you forget I'll keep it in my memory, and when the time comes for me to get even I'll be there.” ‘ And with another fierce look at Prince Porter, whom he seemed to hate worst of all, he disappeared in the forecastle eee oie 5 { { The Young Land-Lubber. : 13 CHAPTER VII. HONOLULU—CRUISING IN THE ISLANDS—IN THE GULF—WHERE WAS PRINCE PORTER? Tux rival captains spent two hours in the cabin, and when Captain Jacobs came on deck he was a trifle ‘‘ unsteady on his pins,” but managed to get into his boat all right, and they pulled away. He did not say much at first, and then, looking fixedly at Prince, he said: ‘Mind you keep clear of that Bill Selleck, Prince. He’s got it in for you, bad.” “‘T am not afraid of him,” was the reply. ‘Probably not; I know you are a nervy boy, but that ain’t it, The coward is of the right kind to put a knife into you in the dark, or push you off the yard when no one is looking. Carson tells me the fellow is half crazy about it.” ‘‘What makes Captain Carson keep him, if he is that kind of a man?”. ‘Oh, he is an old harpoon, and a good one, only he got lazy, and didn’t want to ship. But you mind me, and keep your weather eye open when he is around.” “Vil take care,” replied the boy, ‘‘ but ‘he only got served the way he tricd to serve Tom Stone.” “That's just it. A man don’t always like to take a dose he’s fixed for some one else, don’t you sec? It r’iles him so when he thinks of it that'l believe the fellow is half luney. Steady, Tom; two strokes, more, and Bink water. Oars!” The oars flashed up out of the water, and the bow oar hooked on to the chains with his boat-hook and laid the boat alongside, and the captain went up the companion- ladder which had been rigged for his es- pecial benefit, and after hoisting in the boat, the crew joined the rest in securipg the blubber and packing it away in the trying room. For the next two days they were | busy enough, and then the denuded car- casses were cut away and allowed to drift astern, and the Dolphin sailed again, The Lone Star had left them after secur- ing the blubber of the single whale they had taken, and nothing more was seen of her for some time. They cruised over the whal- ing ground for three months, having excel- lent fortune, and it was not until the lack of stores drove them off the sea that they stood in for Honolulu, at which port so many whaling ships go for supplies. They found several ships in port, and had jolly times, .and for a week Prince and Tom cruised about the island, visiting all the objects of interest, especially the volcano at Kiluea, which was a magnificent sight, and more than repaid them for their trouble. It was on their return from this visit that they found the Lone Star in harbor, and one of the first men they met was Billy Selleck, who stopped them in the street, “T don’t know as I blame you two over- much,” he averred, ‘‘and I’d like to make friends with you.” ‘See here, Billy,” replied Tom, in hia open-hearted way, ‘‘I ain’t laid up anythin, agin’ you. If you want to be friends, al Hight; if you want to fight, I’m your huckle- erry.” “No, I don’t think I’d make much of a fish of fighting you, and the men are down on me because they think I hold a grudge against you. Shake hands, and be friends. There, that’s hearty; now [ll shake with you, Prince Porter.” “ Prince felt a shudder pass through his frame as he clasped hands with Selleck, such @ sensation as comes over a man when -he touches a snake unexpectedly. But it be- came known among the men on both ships that they had ‘‘made it up,” and a better feeling prevailed. The Lone Star had had good fortune after she parted company with the Dolphin, and Billy had distinguished him- selt by killing several whales, and was popu- lar with the officers, as being a good har- qooner, although the hands before the mast . did not take tohim kindly. Yet they treated him well, although none of them ‘‘chum- med” with him except a dark-visaged Kan- aka, who was known as ‘‘ Cannibal Jim,” and who seemed to have something in his nature which took part with that of the sulky harpooner. 'Thiswas not so strange, for Jim was a man who was also under a ban, and was disliked by the men, who did not take to his savage ways. ‘These two men were often together, and were left pretty much to them- selves by the rest ofthe crew. After parting with Tom and Prince, Billy Selleck was joined by Cannibal Jim, and the two stood under the shadow of a store-house, looking after the pair in a way which was far from friendly. The Kanaka was at home in the island, and knew every part, and: it was the custom, when the sailors went on their excursions, totake him with them as guide; and one day they made up a party of the crews of the two vessels to visit a remarkable cave on the other side of the island, and took Billy Selleck with them. “The cave was reached by boats, and two crews were made up, containing’ in all twelve men, It wasa ten-thile pull, and they landed about noon in a sheltered cove, under the shadow of a lofty mountain, and haying secured the boats, the crew went along the base of the cliff for a little distance, with Jim leading, when he stopped, and pushing aside a growth of tan- gled vines, showed a dark hole in the rocke a4 The Young Land-Lubber. large enough to admit the passage of a man. Two of the sailors had bull’s-eye lanterns, and thése were lighted, and Jim, taking one in his hand, entered the opening, and they walked for some distance along a narrow passage, when Jim stooped and passed under an overhanging rock, and they found them- selves in a colossal room, more than fifty feet high, from the ceiling of which hung great stalactites, some of them meeting the stalag- mnites rising from below, and forming beauti- ful columns, The light of the lanterns, re- flected from myriads of glittering points, added to the beauty of the magnificent room, and the sailors were loud in their exclama- tions of delight. They passed on from room to room, sometimes creeping, sometimes stooping low, until they reached a place where a stream crossed the floor of a great room, and plunged down an inclined plane to unknown depths. Prince was stoopiig and peering into the passage, when he re- eeived a push from behind, and as he tried to recover himself, his feet flew from under him, and he disappeared amid cries of horror from the party of sailors. Then came a shriek out of the darkness of the dismal passage, aud the boy was gone without the slightest hope of saving him, Tom Stone cast a quick, fierce glance nbout him. He saw that Billy Selleck, the man who was most likely to hate the lad, was standing at such a distance that it was impossible that he was to blame. The near- est man was Cannibal Jim, but as far as he knew the Kanaka had never exchanged words with the boy in his life, and there could be no possible reason why he should consign him to such a horrible death. - “De boy is gone,” cried Cannibal Jim, holding up his hands in horror. ‘‘ No one ever came out of dat alibe; no one knows where water goes.” “There’s a rope in the boat,” cried Tom. “You know the way best, Jim; back you go and bring it.” ; Jim’ darted away, and in a marvelously short time came back in a run, carrying on his shoulder a stout whale line. Tom did not waste time, but passed the end of the line about his body, and at once entered the passage, the crew holding the end of the Fopé, and paying out line as he proceeded. Hie kept his body in asitting posture, hold- ing the lantern in his left hand, and was lowered a distance of fifty feet along the slippery rock before he reached the bottom of the slide, when he found that the sub- terranean river glanced off to the right, pass- ing with incredible swiftness under the dark arch, Even Tom Stone, much as he loved boy, recognized the fact that it would simply be throwing his own life away to attempt to follew, and he gave the signal to draw him up again. ‘Poor lad, poor Jad!” he exclaimed, as he reached the room above. ‘‘It is no use; nothing could save him; but I’d give al my lay this cruise to know. whether he got fair play or not.” The men had ‘lost all interest in the cave, | and at once commenced their return, the crew of the Dolphin particularly ae over the loss of the gallant lad whom they al loved so well. It w2s asad procession which passed out of the mouth of the cave, and down the beach to the boats. “We'll ‘never see the boy ag’in,” sobbed Tom, as they prepared to embarky “and ~ he’d got the making of a true sailor in him.” “Tsay, Tom,” cried a well-known voice, “you ain’t going without me?” om uttered a wild shout of joy, and look- ing up, saw Prince Porter seated on a rock, looking at them with a quizzical glance, and Cannibal Jim started back with a cry of terror. ‘It’s a ghost!” he screamed. ‘‘ He is dead; he is dead!” ; «Not much,” replied the boy, tae i down from the rock, ‘‘It takes a good a to kill a fellow like me.” Tom clasped the boy in his arms, and all the Dolphin’s men were eager to get at him, to shake hands with him, to pat him on the back, and to congratulate him on this fortu- nate escape. Tom was perfectly frantic with joy, and behaved like a lunatic. ~ “T'll tell you later how I got out of that hole,” declared Prince. ‘‘It ain’t any thing for me to bore through the base of a moun- tain and come out right side up with care. It ain’t the slightest use to try to kill me. But I want to say right here I didn’t have a fair shake, and | want to know who pushed me down in that hole?” CHAPTER VIII. HOW PRINCH ESCAPED—WAYLAID IN THE WOODS—A LIVELY SICK BOY. ‘THERE was an ominous silence for a mo- ment, and stern glances were bent upon Billy Selleck by both crews, for they had been listeners when he threatened to take the boy’s life. But Tom, who always meant to be | fair} said: «“You suspect Billy, mates; so did I, when the boy first fell, but I looked at him the minnit Prince went down, and he was stand- ing full ten feet away. It couldn’t be him, nohow.” ‘ “Tt wasn’t me,” shouted Billy. ‘‘ You’ve got no ee to suspect me, either.” ‘* All I know is, somebody pushed me and } | | i! The Young Land-Lubber. i5 tripped up my heels,” averred Prince, ‘‘ and it would do me proud to know who it was. Now [ll tell you howI got out. I went down the slide on my back, and when the current caught me I went off like a shot, and kept paddling with my hands and feet to keep on top. It wasa quick trip, I know now, but it seemed to me I was in the water about three days. Every moment I expect- ed to bang against the rocks, but I-didn't, though I scraped against them two or three times. ~All at once J went under water, and gave myself up for lost, when Itcame pop- ping up into the light and air in a queer kind of well over here among the rocks. Come up, and I'll show you.” The party followed him toa place among the rocks where he stopped on the brink of a dark hole about six feet across, and looking down, they could see the water boiling up as if in acaldron. The sides of the well were regged, and it had been easy enough for the ‘oy to crawl out when he once reached the surface. “The water comes up about 60 high and then slides off under the rocks again, I don’t know where,*.the lad continued. ‘‘I was mighty near going away with the current, but I hung on like grim death, and managed to get out. «I say, Cannibal Jim, you was preity scared when you saw me, wasn’t you?” The Kanaka gave him a dark look, and made no reply. j “You was, pretty near me when I went down, Jim,” the boy declared. ‘‘ Perhaps you could tell how it happened?” : “You liar!” hissed Jim. “If you say me did it, you liar!” “*T didn’t say so, if 0 tic intellect a minute, Jim,” replied the boy. * 4, BLOODY DEED—THE DOLPHIN ON FIRE— f BADLY WOUNDED, “Now, don’t that beat all natur’!’’ said the old captain, with alow chuckle, as he signed for his crew to pull for the Dolphin. ‘‘Cu- rious how mad a man can get when he is out of luck!” He was quickly on board and working the ship up to meet his boats, which were pull- ing slowly in, dragging their prey. But fortune had not utterly deserted Cap- tain Carson, and his boats had hardly reached the ship when spouts were again seén, and they gave chase. An hour later, after a des- perate struggle, they succeeded in killing two whales, and before night the Lone Star lay a mile from the Dolphin, her-¢rew also engaged in the work of getting in the rich find., But Billy Selleck, although he had been one of the lucky harpoons, was full of bitterness against Prince Porter and old Tom Sfione. Cannibal Jim, too, was very sulky, as he was harpooner en another boat, and had not been able to make fast. } ‘We lay here all night, Billy?” he whis- pered. Billy replied in the affirmative. / All right. You hear something ’fore morning dat make you feel good,” ‘‘What’s up, Jim?” inquired Billy. “Never you mind. I tell you in de morn- ing.” Billy knew that it was useless to talk to Kanaka Jim if he had made up his mind, and _| he said no more, but kept his eyes on the savage. ‘They were not in the same watch, and while Billy was on deck the Kanaka went below. When the port watch was called he came up with the rest, and, accord- ing to orders, took his station in the foretop. The night was intensely dark, and after he had once gone aloft no one could watch his motions, and he sat for an hour licking his thin lips, with a peculiar gleam in his savage eyes, and then, watching his opportunity, he slid suddenly to the deck and crept out aver the bow and into the chains, where he Was again lost to sight. The crew of the Dolphin had worked late, for they had two whales to attend to, and the sooner their work was done the quicker they might hope to sail for home, and the captain was determined to get back before the Lone Star at all hazards, and it was nearly mid- night before the deck was left to the watch, Prince Porter occupied his favorite lookout, the foretop, looking down’ at the water, when he thought he heard a splashing under the bows, and it seemed to him some one had climbed into the chains. ‘‘That’s queer,” he muttered. ‘‘I don’t like to holler without cause, so I reckon I'd better slide down and look into that myself.” He caught a stay and slid down to the rail and peered over into the chains. He had been mistaken, after all, for there was nothing in sight, and he turned back from the chains, when something bright flashed before his eyes, and he felt a sharp pain in his breast, and knew that he had been stabbed. As he fell senseless to the deck, a dark figure which had risen from the shelter of the stay- sail, which was half raised, darted forward, and seizing the body of the boy, had half raised him to the hight of the rail, with the intention of dropping him over, when hasty steps were heard coming from the after part of the ship, and Mr, Bunker came up quickly. Before he had done s0, the intruder, who- ever he might be, had concealed himself be- hind the sail, after covering the boy hastily with the bight of the jib. Mr. Bunker stopped before he reached the forecastle, and ; listened. He had been called forward by a noise which he did not understand; but now, satisfied that he was mistaken, turned back quickly, and hailed the foretop. Of course he received no answer. ‘If it was any one but Prince Porter I'd go up there andstart him with a rope’s end,” muttered the mate; ‘‘but he’s too good a hand to jump on when he gets a bit sleepy. Let the boy rest, and I'll be extra careful myself.” He walked aft again, and the dark form once more stole out, pee aside the scuttle of the fore hatch, and dropped into the hold; and for nearly an hour there was utter silence on board the ship. At the end of that time, Mr. Bunker, who had walked for- ward, saw some one emerge from the fore- hold, and hailed him. There was no answer. “See here, my sweet, blooming youth,” cried Mr. Bunker, “‘ you and me are going to fall foul of one another if you don’t speak up like a man.” The strange man, whoever it was, suddenly attempted to dart by the mate, who made a clutch at him. The moment he did so he felt the point of a knife in his arm, and sprine- . zie are boys,” declare The Young Land-Lubber. &3 ing back hastily, drew a pistol and cocked it. As the lock clitked, the form of the in- truder appeared for a moment on the rail, “Come back, or I'll let daylight through | you!” screamed Mr. Bunker. The body of the stranger inclined down- ward, as if about to plunge, and Bunker fired. A second later he heard a splash in the water; but whether he had hit the man or not it was impossible to say. ‘Phe watch, hearing the report of the pistol, ran up, old Tom among them. i ‘‘There’s been a pirate aboard the Dol- the mate. “I give im a shot, but whether I hit him or not I don’t know.” ‘‘Where did he come from?” inquired Tom, uneasily. “Out of the fore hatch,” was the reply. “Dang my buttons if I like it at all,” ex- Uaimed Tom. ‘‘I’ve been more’n half awake for a long time, and it seemed to me some one was spookin’ round in the hold. I reckon we'd better see to it.” Z “Get a lantern, quick,” cried Mr. Bunker. ‘There is no telling what that devil’s baby may have been at in the hold.”” ~ om darted away, found a lantern, and uickly leaped into the hold. He had scarcely done so when he darted up again, with a very white’/face, ‘‘Fire,” he whispered, in the edr of the mate. ‘‘Get the buckets ready, and forma line to pass water.” Nothing is so terrible to a seaman as a fire on board ship, but Mr. Bunker was a brave man, and ready to meet any danger. His orders were quickly issued, and a line was formed to the forward part of the hold, where the fire was raging. Old Tom took the front of the line and worked like a hero, standin in the midst of the flame and smoke, an dashing bucket after bucket of water on the flames as the sailors passed the water down the line. Fortunately, it had not gainéd much headway, for the Dolphin was dry and oil soaked, and would have burned rapidly had the fire got a good start. After an hour of honest work the last spark was extinguish- ed, and old Tom-sat down on a cask, panting for breath. “‘Jt’s a mighty good job that the mate hap- pened to ketch on tothat skunk jest as he did, or we'd have had to take to the boats, boys,” he declared. ‘‘’Pon my life, I'd like to get ay grapplers on him, just about-a minnit. I weuld’t ask more’n that to make a ghost of him.” y this time the entire crew of the Dolphin were on the alert, and man after man came up and inspected the place where tne fire was set, It had been started weil forward, among a lot of loose casks and packing-cases, and from the way it burned they were satis- fied that a quantity of oil had been scattered over the heaps before it was set on fire. That there had been a dastardly attempt to set fire to the ship, no one fora moment doubted. But, in looking over the crew, no one was missing except Prince Porter, and,'to the surprise of all, he had not been seen since he went into the foretop. “Now where’s that there boy?” cried old Tom. ‘‘I hope nothing ain’t happened to him.” ‘«He was in the foretop,” replied Mr. Bun- ker. ‘‘I hailed him once, but he didn’t an- swer.” Old Tom sprung into the rigging and ran up to the foretop, but found no one there, and quickly came down. As he leaped from the rail he stumbled over some one lying partly hidden by the sail. , : “Bring a light here,” he cried, hoarsely. “Tf this is my boy, an’ he’s bin murdered; Til, never rest until I hunt down the black dog that done the work.” Mr. Bunker ran forward with the lantern, and found old Tom supporting in his arms the silent form of Prince Porter, the front of his Jersey soaked with blood, and evidently badly wounded. “Bear a hand here, you useless lubbers,” cried Tom psregrley “Help me to get this shirt off him. Bring a dash of fresh water.” His orders were hastily obeyed, and the bloody Jersey was literally cut from the body of the injured boy, laying his breast bare. Mr. Bunker, who generally attended to injuries received by the men, took a sponge and wiped away the blood from the white breast of the lad, revealing a ghastly wound over the heart. “Looks bad, this does,” he asserted, as he ran his fingers over the wound. “If this knife has gone straight home, the boy is done for. Ha! what’s this? Any one got a knife witha straight, narrow blade? I don’t want a very sharp one.” Teo or three knives of this description were handed out, and selecting the one which suited him best, the mate again bent over the wounded boy. CHAPTER XIII. : AN INVESTIGATION—CANNIBAL JIM AT BAY— UNDER BONDS. - Tum mate inserted the point of the knife in \ the wound, and a slight click was heard, and presently he held up a short piece of steel, evidently a portion of the blade of a knife. ‘Good enough,” he said, ‘‘The knife broke against a bone, and that is all that saved his life, Id give a small amount of 24 The Young Land-Lubber. filthy lucre to know who the skunk is that did this.” Old Tom said nothing, but looked gloom- ily across the expanse of water in the direc- tion of the Lone Star, for he had his sus- picions that some one on board that ship knew how the boy came to be injured. Mr. Bunker looked at him keenly. ‘You suspect some one,” he averred, ina low voice. ““Waal, rather,” was the slow response, “only I don’t want to suspicion anybody without cause. But sce here, Mr. Bunker, when that scamp jumped overboard, you didn’t see anything of a boat, did you?” ‘*No; he jumped into the water, and that was the last of him.” “T only hope-you hit him,” was the re- sponse. ‘‘If you,did, the sharks haye got a meal on a cursed murderer, and one that ought to be-hung. But I don’t see how it can be the one I was thinkin’ of; he couldn’t Bwim it to save his life.” Even while they were talking, Mr. Bunker was busily engaged in watching the blood from the wound. When he had cleansed it thoroughly, he gave the sponge to Old Tom, and went away to get a bandage. Just then Prince opened his eyes with a start, and the first face he saw was that of old Tom. “JT might have known you would be on hand, old fellow,” he said. ‘‘ Did they catch the rascal who stabbed me?” “No; you mustn't wag your jaw too much, for you are mighty weak.” “JT reckon you are right, but somehow it don’t seem to me that this is going to lay me up long. There, l won't say any more at present.” In a few moments the wound was dressed, and a hammock swung on deck, for the mate would not have the boy placed in the close forecastle. Old Tom was assigned to take care of him, and after the boy had been well wrapped up and placed in the hammock, om perched himself on the forecastle, with his legs hanging ovey against the bulkheads, and watched his young friend closely. From time to time he looked across the water in the direction of the Loue Star, and a dark look came into his face. “T don’t reckon Capt’in Carson give them two skunks enough,” he muttered. ‘‘It al- most seems to me that we common tarry jackets will have to bile in and take a hand.” Two or three times during the night the mate came up and spoke to the bcy, but as he found him resting quietly, dia not stay with him. At an early hour next morning Captain Jacobs ordered his boat, and went to the Lone Star, and old Tom went with him as stroke, Carson expected that the old man had come to annoy him about the whales, but to his surprise he said nothing on that subject, but asked for a private talk with him. The two captains were closeted for half an hour, when the mate who had charge- of the deck during the midnight watch was called, and closely questioned as to whether it was possible for any one to leave the deck while he was on duty. : “T can’t say as to that, captain,” was the answer, ‘‘ You know it was darker than a nest of black cats; but I can answer for it that no one in my watch left the ship.” “Are you sure?” demanded Jacobs, ‘Some rascally pirate boarded the Dolphin in the night, about one bell, stabbed Prince Porter in the breast, and tried to set fire to the ship. Now, I'll be hanged if I don’t find out who it was.” ‘Maybe it was one of your men, captain?” suggested the mate. “Is that so! Well, I’d have you know that there ain’t a man aboard the Dolphin, alow or aloft, but what brags on the ‘Prince of Whales,’ as they call young Porter. Then again, my crew are all ready for service, and the man who did the trick ae over- board, and was shot at by Bunker. He thinks he hit the fellow, too.” “¥ only hope he did, if it is one of my men,” exclaimed Carson. ‘‘ Now, see here; is there any one you suspect?” ‘‘Old Tom says it’s either Billy Selleck or Cannibal Jim,” “‘You’ve picked my two worst men, that I agree to,” said Carson, ‘‘and more than that, I reckon you've got the only man who would dare to swim from this ship to the Dolphin in the night, and that’s the Kanaka, Jim. He’s got something “against the boy, too, Now, Ned Nevins, where was-the Kanaka when this took place?” “In the foretop,” ‘Did you see him after you sent him up?” ‘‘Well, I hailed the foretop about two bells, and somebody answered. It might have been Billy Selleck, though, for I re- member now he came on deck before the watch was called and went into the top with the Kanaka,” “Then Selleck ought to know something about it,” asserted Carson, ‘‘ Call the rase. down.” ‘ As the mate came on deck he heard a great uproar, and hurrying forward saw old Tom engaged in a lively fight with Billy Selleck -and Kanaka Jim. Just as the mate reached the deck Selleck was knocked back against the bulkheads of the forecastle with great force, and the Kanaka and the old sailor grappled and swayed to and fro, and in § ~ moment Jim was thrown heavily. The mate lookout while he slept. The Young Land-Lubber. 25 grabbed a belaying pin and danced into the midst of the fray. \ “Now see here, Tom Stone!” he shouted, “what do you mean, raising merry B’elzebub on the decks of the Lone Star? You'd bet- ter be quict, or I'll serve you out.” «All ‘ht, Mr. Nevins,” replied Tom; *‘T axes yer pardon, but X¥ does think one of them two critters were on the deck of the Dolphin last night and tried to burn her.” ‘Tere, you Selleck!” roared the mate, shaking the belaying pin at Selleck, who was leaning against the rail, wiping the blood from his bleeding nose, ‘‘ you are wanted in the cabin. Move your pins lively now!” Selleck started to obey, rather glad to es- cape from old Tom, who did not yet seem to be satisfied, and hastened to the cabin, where- sat the two captains, looking at him with threatening eyes. - ‘Now look here, my man,” exclaimed Carson, ‘‘I’ve had occasion to seize you up to the gratings and pive you forty lashes on the bare back, and I may have to do it again if you don’t answer my questions. You game out of the forecastle before eight bells = ae night, and went to the foretop. What di you do that for?” Me «Who says I did?” demanded Billy, in a snuffling tone. é «No matter about that. You did just as Isay. When you went up into the foretop was Kanaka Jim there?” ~ ** Yes, sir.” “Did he stay there with you?” “ Waal—” Ae “Did he stay there with you, I say?” ‘He staid’a little while after I came up. “You see, Jim was not fecliug very well, and he asked me if. I’d come up and take the _ 1 that’s the reason [ went up there.” ‘“Where did Jim go when he left you?” -“T g’pose he turned in. I don’t know, of course; it was awful dark last. night, an1 you couldn’t see ten feet afore you. After he left the top I couldn’t see him at all.” “That yarn is well told. Now you know, better than any one else on board this ship. where that skank was going. If you didn’t know before, you know now, for he told you _ this morning. There has been a murder done, or mighty nigh one, and either he or you are re ;onsible for it. If you don’t _ make a clean breast of it, I swear I'll find a way to make you.” : “Yd ruther Jim would tell hisself;” said ; aay ina spouse see sj ys giles likes _ to blow on a mate, and especi a chum, Have Jim in and ask him.” se ‘*T don’t know but you are right,” declared I agreed to do it, |~ the captain; ‘‘ but that would be time wasted, | No, I want you to tell.” co i *T can’t do it, captain,” whined the crimp. “Tt ain’t right to ask me.” ~ “Go on deck,” was the order of the cap- tain. ‘‘Come on, Jacobs; I’m going to see this thing through.” pee Billy sneaked on deck and was quickly followed by the two captains. The moment his foot touched the deck he ealled the first mate. “Take that man Selleck and seize him up to the grating. Then get a colt and stand by to start him when I give the word.” Selleck was quic ly seized\up, with his back bare, and Ned Nevins stood over him with a knotted rope in his hands, known on board ship as a “‘ colt.” “You know what I want of you, Billy Selleck,” eried the captain, sternly. ‘* Will you tell me where Kanaka Jim went last night?” . elleck shook his head, and at a signal from the captain the knotted rope cut the air witha be ra sound, and- alighted on ‘his | back, raising a livid ridge, while the bound ae his teeth savagely, but did not speak, 2 “Will you tell me?” hissed the captain, who was an autocrat on his own deck. Billy remained obstinately silent. The — truth was, he feared Cannibal Jim quite as | much as he did the captain. Carson raised his finger and again the colt fell. “‘T'll tell,” screamed Billy, unable to bear the punishment. — ; ; ; “‘T murder you if you do!” yelled Jim. “Take that man!” was the stern order of | the captain. ‘‘I knew he was guilty.” ; Half a dozen men threw themselyes upon the Kanaka, and a fierce struggle began. CHAPTER XIV. ee PRINCE PROMOTED—A MURDEROUS BLOW— BILLY SELLECK’S DEATH, pee Tum Kanaka fought like a demon, uttering | short fierce cries, as he felt that he must yield to numbers. At last, completely out of breath, but still defiant, he was thrown to the deck and tightly bound. Billy Selleck — was removed from the grating, and the Kan- aka trussed up in his place. ; 5 3 “ Ahal” he screamed. ‘You think ae : pore me till me speak. Gur-r-r-r-r-h! You — kill me first, den; meno speak.” _ : **Oh, it won’t be necessary,” answered Captain Carson. ‘‘ Billy is going to tell us all about it.” ; = Seow li keep me safe from the Kanaka if I do, captain?” pleaded Billy. : _ “ He won't do any more mischief I promise you,” was the reply. elie eR “Don’t you dare speak, Billy,” cried -Kanaka, in a threatening tone; ‘‘me make you wish you keep stil” LT = TO The Young Land-Lubber **Go ahead, Billy,” was the command of Carson, ‘‘and if the Kanaka don’t keep his mouth shut, I'll have him gagged.” Billy, who felt safe under the protection of the captain, made a clean breast of it, and said that the Kanaka had boasted that he swam to the Dolphin and stabbed Prince Porter soon after he gained the deck, and would have thrown him into the sea but for the fact that Bunker had come suddenly upon him, He'had then got into the forehold, set fire to the ship, and was making his escape, when he was seen and fired at by the mate. ‘‘He liar!” screamed the Kanaka; ‘‘me nebber been out de ship.” « He’s got a mark on him you’ll know him by,” declared Billy. ‘‘Just as he jumped a bullet cut through the fleshy part of bis shoulder, and if you don’t find the wound I am a liar.” i The ee and shirt were torn from the body of the Kanaka, anda fresh wound was plainly visible on his shoulder. ‘* An’ ef that ain’t enough,” interjected old Tom, ‘‘here’s his knife, that he dropped in the-scuffle just now, and here’s the piece of broken steel the mate took from the breast of Prince Porter. Fit the two together, and you'll say it’s proof enough.” Carson took the knife and the piece of steel from the hands of the old sailor and fitted them together, and called the attention of the rest to it. “That's enough,” he declared. ‘Don’t lie any more, Kanaka, for you are only wastin your breath. You are the‘one who stabbed Prince Porter, and tried to burn the - Dolphin.” ; “Yes, yes, yes!” cried the Kanaka, ‘‘ Me did it, and be proud of it. Lucky for dem dey found it out in time. Now go on; me speak no more.” ' ** Give it to him!” cried Carson. A sickening scene followed, for the man received a terrible fees punishment, however, which he richly deserved. During the progress of the punishment he uttered no cry, and when the captain gave the signal which caused the mate to cease, a terrible laugh burst from his livid lips, and he faint- ed. He was removed to the “ brig,” and left there, heavily ironed, and Billy was re- leased, after a solemn warning for the future from his captain. Then Captain Jacobs re- turned to the Dolphin, and the two ships ort company again, and, as luck would ave it, did mot meet again that season. Prince recovered rapidly, and was soon in his place in the boat. The officers took a great interest in him, and under the tutor- ship of these able seamen he learned navi- gation rapidly. Six months after, as Mr. Bunker was is the hold watching the stowing of some casks, the pile fell, and he was crushed under them. When brought out, it was seen that it was useless to think of his being able to do duty for a long time to come, and it became neces- sary to choose a third officer for the time being. Captain Jacobs sent for Prince and old Tom. The boy had developed rapidl in two years, and was now a stout, broad- shouldered young fellow, with a frank and pleasing face, the beau ideal of a sailor. ‘Now men,” said the old captain, ‘‘ I’ve got to make choice of a man for the third mate’s boat, and it lays between you two. Which shall it be, that is the question?” —- “Oh, Tom, of course,” replied Prince. **T couldn’t think of taking a place over his: head.” “You’ve got to take it, all samee,” cried old Tom. ‘‘See here, Cap, you know I’m a good man in a boat, but I wouldn’t be worth shucks asthird Dickey, All this navi- gation business I don’t understand and the boy does. I say give it to Prince, for I won” take it.” “He is the best navigator,” admitted the captain, ‘‘and besides; we haven’t got a man aboard who can drive a harpoon like you; and to tell you the truth, I hated to take you out of the haar of the boat. That settles it, then. Prince, you will take your dunnage into Mr. Bunker’s cabin, and take command of his boat. Bunker won't take a steering- oar again for a year.” Old Tom gave a lusty cheer, for it delighted him beyond measure to see his favorite ad- vanced in this way. There was nothing for it but obedience, and Prince took up the du- ties of third mate, and, as was expected, made a capital officer. The men obeyed him eles as he was a prime favorite, and he quickly gained their additional good will by treating them kindly. No one could get as much work out of a boat’s crew as he, and the season ended in splendid shape, and the Dolphin sailed for Honolulu with a magnifi. cent scason’s record. She had only been in ort about four days, when her shadow, the Fons Star, stood into the harbor, also having ~ done excellent work, and the two captains ee. and had a royal bout together. e second night, as they were returning to the ship from a visit to the consul, with an uncomfortable load of liquor on board, Cap- tain Carson was stabbed in the back and fell. Before Captain Jacobs could do anything the murderous assailant made his escape. The wounded captain was taken to the office of a surgeon, and his wound, when examined, was found to be a desperate one, but there was some slight hope that he might recover. Ro foe S = ee - The Young Land-Lubber. «Oh, come on, Mr. Nevins,” muttered _ Prince, after looking at the wounded man. “We'can’t do him any good, but we can at feast get on the track of the murderer. But first let us goon board the Lone, Star and see if Kanaka Jim is there.” _ “By Georgel” cricd Nevins, “I did not think of that. Of course it can’t be him, though.” : “T wish I was sure of it,” replied Prince. **Come along, quick.” ; _ They hurried on board the Lone Star, and went straight to the brig, and neither was much surprised when it was found to be empty. lt was ascertained that Billy Sel- ite who had professed reformation, had been placed to guard the prisoner, prior to _ his deliverance into the hands of the Ameri- _ can Consul, and they had no doubt that the villain had aided the Kanaka in his escape, and had fled with him. A party of ten men was at once made up to take up the pursuit of the villainous Kanaka, with Prince Porter and Ned Nevins in command. They at once began to make inquiries, and discovered that Kanaka Jim and Billy had been seen leaving ‘the town directly after the blow had been} dealt Captain Carson, and had headed for the interior of the island. The pursuit was commenced at once, with a well-known Kanaka as guide, a man who knew all the places of refuge in the islands. All the ‘night was spent in the search, but without avail, and as morning broke the party en- tered the forest near the point where Prince Porter was taken, after his capture by Billy and Jim. Prince was in-advance, when he heard a hollow groan, and looking down, saw Billy Selleck, terribly wounded, lying at bis feet. “Tye come to the end of my rope, mates,” he declared. ‘‘I helped the Kanaka to escape, but I didn’t think he meant to mur- _ der any one; I was just going to desert, that’s all. e’d just got ashore, when he caught sight of Captain Carson, and told me to go on-and mect him outside the town. Half an hour after he caught up to me, and told me he had killed the captain.” “You didn’t make much by the deal your- self, Billy,” asserted Nevins. “No; he held a grudge against me, and when we got as far as this he turned on me like a tiger, and cut me all to pieces. Iam nearly dead, and can’t last more than a few minutes. Catch him and hang him, for he deserves it. Oh!” a _A shudder passed through the frame of _ the wounded man as the blood continued to ur from his awful wounds. Nevins had a : Pottle of whisky with him, and managed to get a little down the throat of the dying : _man and he revived 8 little, & **Come, brace up, man,” exclaimed the mate, cheerlly. ‘‘ We'll follow him to the death, if you'll only tell us where he has gone.’ The face of Billy Selleck brightened, and he raised himself slightly. “The cave, the cave, where—he—tried— to—kill—” His under jaw dropped, and Billy Selleck had seen his last of earth, “‘Gome on,” said Prince Porter, sternly. **T know the hiding-place of this murderer. We will run him down.” : CHAPTER XY. « ; ON THE TRACK—THE KANAKA BROTHER’? REVENGE—CAPTAIN PRINCE PORTER. As the young mate suspected, the murder- ous Kanaka had made straight for the cave where he had so nearly ended the life of his enemy by hurling him into the gulf, from which he wag only saved by the lucky cir- cumstance of being thrown up into the strange well among the mountains, | Prince knew that this place of refuge was well chosen, and that no ordinary effort would dislodge the villain; but he trusted ‘something to the Kanaka guide, who knew the place as thoroughly as did Cannibal Jim. It was a fortunate circumstance that this guide was a deadly enemy of Jim, who had sworn a vendetta against him, and had been upon his track for several years. “You listen me,” cried the vindictive Kanaka, ‘‘ Me hate Jim; he very bad man_ but he smart. Kanaka man find him; no- body else can.” It was nearly mid-day when the reached the vicinity ot the cave,-and the sailors at once came to a halt before the entrance, at once, but the mates sternly forbade this, as they knew that Cannibal Jim was desper- ate, and doubtless well armed. “Me go and see if in dere,” declared the guide, ‘‘One man enough at a time.” He approached the entrance and passed out of sight, gliding on with stealthy, cat- like steps, his knife held ready for action at @ moment’s notice. rty They were for entering the cave He had only goneafew steps, however, when his-course was stopped — ; ‘by a solid wall, which he knew ought not to be there, and he darted back. ‘‘Here he be, sure. enough,” he said. ‘Him block up path.” ‘* Let’s have a ern and look into this,” commanded Ned Nevins. ; A lantern was quickly produced, and the two mates entered the cave side by side; and _as the light of the lantern was upon : derstood what it was which — wall, they uw Bs nd The Young Land-Lubber. . stopped the way. Jim had blocked up the place with huge bowlders, so heavy that it required the utmost efforts of the sailors to remove them. “The black imp is spunky, ain’t he!” ex- claimed Ned Nevins, as the men were en- aged in tearing down the wall. ‘‘ We shall a wigs on the grass before we down him,” “‘T shouldn’t wonder,” replied Prince; “but we've got to down him just thesame., He has been let run too long. Get your pistols ready, lads, and when you catch sight of him, don’t hesitate to give it to him.” “Me go, me catch him,” whispered the Kanaka guide. ‘See, him kill my brudder, and me must catch him.” “Go ahead, then,” was the-low reply of Prince Porter. ‘‘ We'll follow slowly, and be on hand at the death.” The Kanaka yplided away in the darkness, and the others followed slowly in the gloom of the cave, guided only by the faint light of a partially shaded lantern. Not a. sound was heard from in front, so cautious was the ad- vance of the Kanaka, and they were stooping at the entrance of the great room in which the stream crossed the floor of the cave and lunged into the abyss, when out of the Harkness came an awful yell, which they knew came from the throat of Cannibal Jim, and the sound of a confused struggle was heard in the cave. 3 “Spring the lantern!’ shouted Prince. ‘Light here, and see what this means,” The light of two lanterns at once flashed upon the scene, and the party sprung into the great room. They saw a savage battle oing on, two dark-visaged Kanakas fighting or life or death in the center of the room, their bodies so intertwined that it was quite impossible to say which had the advantage in the scruggle. It was Cannibal Jim and the guide, their eyes gleaming savagely, their teeth set, and their breath coming in short, fitful peers. ‘“Good blood, Kanaka,” cried Ned Nevins, wishing to encourage theirman, ‘Hang on to him; we’ll help you.” As the sailors darted in to aid the guide, the two rolled over and over, and with a demoniac laugh from the lips of Cannibal tim, went whirling down the steep incline in which the young mate had so nearly met his death. With a wild cry Prince caught a lantern from the hand of the man who held it, and darted from the place, running rapidly to- ward the mouth of the cave, closely followed by old Tom and Ned Nevins. They were out of the cave in two minutes, and quickly reached the well from which Prince had es- caped. Just as they arrived at the water # bubbled fiercely, and the black hair of a Kanaka rose to the surface. He was su ex- hausted that if Tom Stone had not caught him by the hair he would have been whirled over the second incline and lost. They dragged him out, and all saw that it was the uide. a ““Where is Cannibal Jim?’ demanded Prince, as the man caught his breath. The man held up his knife, and they saw that it was reddened from point to hilt. And, at that. moment, the ghastly body of Cannibal Jim, with a gaping wound in the breast, was hurled out of the depths, and be- fore they could seize it, went plunging down into the dark gulf upon the other side. The would-be assassiny of Captain Carson and Prince, and thé actual murderer of Billy Sel- leck, had met his doom, and the Kanaka kissed the bloody blade of his knife, “‘My brudder sleep now,” he muttered, ‘*for Cannibal Jim is dead.” Under the skillful hands of the local sur- geon Captain Carson rapidly recovered, for the wound was not found to be so bad as was at first supposed, and-as he declared that he would not stay on shore, a young surgeon, who was desirous of returning to the States, consented to sail with him and take care of him. Both ships were so nearly full that it was decided to cross the fishing grounds once and take what they could, and then sail for home. Good fortune, as usual, was with the Dolphin, and six weeks after leaving Hono- lulu the last tier of casks was filled, and they headed for the Horn on their homeward pass- age, Captain Jacobs chuckling that he had shaken off the light-heeled Lone Star. Prince Porter was gaining golden opinions from the captain, and even the mates above him were ready to declare that, barring ex- perience, he was as good as they. The pass- age home was uneventful, and one bright day, two years and six months from the time when they sailed, they passed the Capes of Delaware and headed for the Vineyard. When one day out, as the sun rose, there loomed up in plain view the well-known form of the Lone Star, with a signal set to speak them. Both ships luffed up, and a boat came from the Lone Star. In the stern, looking worn and feeble, was Captain Carson. -* See here, old man,” he said, as he came over the rail, “I’ve got an offer to make. I think I could beat you in, but I owe Prince Porter something, and if you agree, we’ll sail in side by side and cast anchor together.” “Give us your paw!” cried Captain Sr», SS eee “Ree Coes 33 sea The Young Land-Lubber. eee the hand of Carson warmly, ‘‘ and we'll jland from the same boat and take a drink together.” . And they did it, too. And for many days all the talk in the Vineyard was of the see voyage of the rival whalers, and their friendly arrival side by side. een Jacobs was ready to say a good word for the ‘‘ Prince of Whales,” aad as he - meant to follow the sea, his chances were _ very ‘good. Bunker did not care to makc an cther voyage yet, and Trysail received _ command of aship. 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TWO REMARKABLE In only one sense of the word can it be regarded as a novel statement when the fact is here recorded that litera- ture has given many heroes to the world, and perhaps more than one reader will have to think a moment over this remark before the subtle delicacy of its genial wit strikes home, But it is most essentially a half dime novel statement that will be news to many when it is added that litera- ture, if traced from the dimly distant days when Adam was a mere child down to the present day, would show but few heroes that in the eyes of boyhood would be even judged worthy of comparison with the two greatest heroes known to American literature, or, to promptly re- veal them, Deadwood Dick and Deadwood Dick, Jr. * * * The medern heroes of fiction for young America, who are now as countless as the sands of the sea, and of whom the Deadwood Dicks are much the most important * * * jit is but natural that their * * * should bear away the palm of popularity, and suchas * * * be left far behind In the race, It can be easily believed, therefore, that the two Dicks gre 80 firmly * :grafted on the tree of popular literature for, boys and 3 ung men, that thele position is assured * * and thav they stand to-day head and shoulders HEROES. above all rivals in the eyes of the public for which they have lived, and for which one of them has died. American boyhood, and that is a tremendous factor in the land, now knows Deadwood Dick, Jr., a good beal bet- ter than it knows its catechism, and millions of young minds absorb the thrilling incidents of his career in hig everlasting warfare against crime and his never-ending solving of impenetrable mysteries. Millions of boys follow his stealthy footsteps as he tracks his vicious victims to their undoing, and then, when the victims are thoroughly undone, the millions wait hungrily for the next volume, which on every Wednesday appears with the certainty of the Wednesday itself, and a new set of COs thrills go thrilling away from Maine to Calf fornia, There are the volumes each so crowded with thrills and heart-tugs that it were madness to hope to do justice to them collectively and rank injustice to discriminate be- tween them, To abandon the idea of giving a few extracts causes in- finite pain, but if once a start were made in that direc- tion, it would be eruel to The Evening Sun’s readers to stop, and it is therefore better not to relate one single adventure. Suffice it to say that the stories are clean and well written, DEADWOOD DICK LIBRARY. 1 Deadwood Dick, the Prince of the Road 2 The Doyle Daggers; or, Deadwood Dick’s Defance 8 The Buffalo Demon; or, The Border Vultures 4 Buffalo Ben, Prince of the Pistol § Wild Ivan, the Boy Claude Duval $ Death-Face, the Detective Y The Phantom Miner; or, Deadwood Dick’s Bonanza 8 Old Avalanche, the Great Annihilator; or, Wild Edna, the Girl Brigand 9 Bob Woolf, the Border Ruffian #0 Omaha Oll, the Masked Terror; or, Deadwood Dick in Danger 11 Jim Bludsoe, Jr., the Boy Phenix; or, Through to Death 18 Deadwood Dick’s Eagles; or, The Pards of Flood ar Buckhorn Bill; or, The Red Rifle Team 4 Goki Rifle, the Sharpshooter 15 Deadwood Dick on Deck; or, Calamity Jane 16 uroy Charlie, the Boy Bravo v eae Rob; or, Nugget Ned, the Knight o. the ule! 18 Idyl, the Girl Miner; or; Rosebud Rob on Hand 49 Photograph Phil; or, Rosebud Rob’s Reappearance 99 Watch-Eye, the Shadow a1 Oreo Dick’s Device; or, The Sign of the Doubie ross 98 Canada Chet, the Counterfeiter Chief % Deadwood Dick in Leadville; or, A Strange Stroke for Liberty M Deadwood Dick as Detective &® Gilt-Wdge Dick % Bonanza Bill, the Man-Tracker; or, The Secret Twelve x ae the Girl Sport Jack Hoyle’s Lead; or, The Road to Fortune Boss Bob, the King of Bootblacks »~ ange Dick’s Double; or, The Ghost of Gorgon . Gule 1 Blonde Bill; or, Deadwood Dick’s Home Base & Solid Sam, the Boy Road-Agent 83 Tony Fox, the Ferret; or, Boss Bob’s Boss Job 34 A Game of Gold; or, Deadwood Dick’s Big Strike 35 Deadwood Dick of Deadwood; or, ‘"he Picked Party 86 New York Nell, the Boy-Girl Detective 87 Nobby Nick of Nevada; or, The Scamps of the Sierras 88 Wild Frank, the Buckskin Bravo 89 Deadwood Dick’s Doom; or, Calamity Jane’s Last Adventure 40 Deadwood Dick’s Dream; or, The Rivals of the Road 41 Deadwood Dick’s Ward; or, The Black Hills Jezebel 42 The Arab Detective; or, Snoozer, the Boy Sharp 43 The Ventriloquist Detective. A Romance of Rogues 44 ye ve Josh Grim; or, The Young Gladiator’s ame 45 ‘The Frontier Detective; or, Sierra Sam’s Scheme 46 The Jimtown Sport; or, Gypsy Jack in Colorado 47 The Miner Sport; or, Sugar-Coated Sam's Claim 48 Dick Drew, the Miner’s Son; or, Apollo Bill, the Road-Agent 49 Sierra Sam, the Detective 50 Sierra Sam’s Double; or, The Three Female Detect- ives 51 Sierra Sam’s Sentence; or, Little Luck at Rough Ranch 52 The Girl Sport.: or, Jumbo Joe’s Disguise 583 Denver Doll’s Device; or, The Detective Queen 54 Denver Doll as Detective 55 Denver Doll’s Partner; or, Big Buckskin the Sport 56 Denver Doll’s Mine; or, Little Bill’s Big Loss 57 Deadwood Dick Trapped 58 Buck Hawk, Detective; or, The Messenger Boy’s Fortune 59 Deadwood Dick’s Disguise; or, Wild Walt, the Sport 60 Dumb Dick’s Pard; or, Eliza Jane, the Gold Miner 61 Deadwood Dick’s Mission 62 Spotter Fritz: or, The Store-Detective’s Deco: 63 The Detective Road-Agent; or, The Miners of Sassa- fras Cit 64 rae Sharlie’s Detective Dash; or, The Cattle ings M. 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