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Sir Henrh BUCCA By CYRUS TOW Author of "The Sout ! of Country," "The G COPYRIGHT, 1005. DY C. \V. I He was confident that be bad tbe backing of tbe men and In flint confidence grew bold with reckless temerity. Flushed by the victory of tbe momInn, tbe ram be bad Imbibed, Intoxicated by tbe thought of the treasure which was to be shared, tfie man went on Impudently: "No. Sir Harry Morgan, we've decided to follow our latest plan. We'll work this ship up to tbe New England coast and wreck her there. There nre plenty of spots where she can be cast away safely and none to know It. We'll obey you there and 110 farther. We've got enough treasure under hatches to satisfy any reasonable man. We've not nfeared o' the king If you are." ?Va,I ? />?!? M 1 avu Avvii iuuuurn.il 1UU will be linnged as soon as your part In the adventure Is known." "And who Is to make it known, pray'As you said, wo are poor Ignorant men. It's nothing to us If you are marked, and you?and you," ho continued, stepping forward and pointing successively at Morgan and the little band of officers who surrounded him. "A bird iu the hand Is worth two iu the bush, we'd have you understand, and we're content with what we've got. Wo don't want no further crulsin'. There's no need for us to land on the Spanish main. We've rnude up our minds to J 'bout shlp*nnd bear away to the northward. Am I right, mates?" "Aye, aye! Illght you are!" roared the men, surging aft. "You mutinous hound!" yelled Morgan. leaning forward in a perfect fury of rage, mid his passion was something appalling to look upon. Ilornigold clutched at the helm, which had been deserted by the seamen detailed to it during the course of the hot debate. The old man east one long, anxious glance to windward, where a black s.y.nll was apparently brewing. I'-ut he said nothing. The argument was between Morgan and his crew; there > was no need for him to interfere. I Teach. Itaveneau. Yelsers nnil the nil!- I tors i1 row their pistols anil bnrc.l tlioir swords. but most of the crew were also armed, and if it came to a trial of strength the cabin gang was so overwhelmingly outnumbered that it would have been futile to Inaugurate n cont *-.f. Morgan, however, was frantic with rage. He did not hcsUfijt^Vy^-j^ni^V and, brave man aa that sailor wa he fairly quailed before the terrific itioari ation of passionate fury hlo "* ea, t.:*n presented. The root of the crew gave back before the furious on set of Sir Heur.v. "You dog!" be screamed, and before the other realized his intention he struck him a fearful blow In the fare with bis naked list. Always a man of unusual strength, bis rage bad bestow od upon him a herculean force, He seized the dazed man by the throat aim waist belt ere bo fell to the ?le;-k from the force of the blow and, lifting him up, literally pitched him overboard Before the crew bad recovered from their astonishment and terror at tli!. bold action the buccaneer officers closed behind their captain, each covering the front ranks of the men with M a pistol. At the same instant the other men, Ktngrose's crew, came shoving through the crowd, snatching such arms as they could lu the passage, ul^" though most of them "had to bo satisfied with belaying pins. "We're with you. Captain Morgan," cried one of their number. "We've"had no treasure, and it seems we're not to have a share in tills either. We've been in the south seas," continued the speaker, a man named L'OUonois, noted for his cruelty, rapacity and success, "and the captain speaks truly. There are all that can delight brave men and a ruco of cowards to defend them." | The man who bad been thrown overboard had shrieked for help as he fell. The splash he had made as he stipick the water had been followed by another. A Spanish nrlest stand In <r l>y the rail had seized a grating und thrown it to the man. Morgan took ^ In the gltUAtlon In a glance. "Who threw that grating?" he cried. "I, senor," composedly answered the priest, who understood English. Morgan instantly snatched a pistol from l)e Lussan's hand and shot the man dead. "I allow no one," he shouted, "to interfere bet ween me and the discipline Shot the men dead of my men! You speak well, L'Ollo> nols. And for you, hounds," he roared, clubbing the smoking pistol and stepping toward tho huddled, frightened men, "get back to your duties unless < you wish Instant death! Scuttle me, , If I don't blow up the galleon unless you Immediately obey! Bear a hand < there! If you hesitate? Flro on i ' Morgan, tNEER N SEND BRADY, herncra," "For Love rip of Honor," Etc. DILLINGHAM COMPANY them!" ho erle<l to hts ollleers. liui the men in the front <lid not linger. They broke away from his presence so vehemently that they fell over one another in the gangways. "Don't fire!" they cried In terror. "We'll go back to duty!" Morgan was completely master of the situation. "I am to be obeyed." he cried, "Implicitly, without question, without lies luuioii: "Aye. aye!" "Wo will! We will!" "That's well. Ilonve that carrion overboard," kicking the body of the priest. "Now we'll go hack and p'ck up Sawklns." be continued. "Ready about! Station for stays!" "Look you. Captain Morgan!" cried Ilornigokl. pointing to leeward. "The squall! 'Twill be soon on us! We'd ; best reduce sail and run for it!" "Nay." said Morgan. "I'll allow not even a storm to Interfere with my plans. Flow the head sheets there! ITnrd down with the helm! Aft here, some of you. and man the quarter boat! I 3akl I'd pick him up, and picked up he shall he!" The ship, like all Spanish ships, was I unhandy and a poor sailer. Morgan, however, got all out of her that mortal man could get. With nice seamanship he threw her up into the wind, hove her to and dropped a boat overboard. Teach had volunteered for the perilous command of her, and the l>est men on the ship were at the oars. Bawklns had managed to catch the grating and was clinging feebly when the l>oat swept down upon him. They dragged him aboard and then turned to the ship. The sinister squall was rushing down upon them from the black horizon with terrific velocity. The men bent their backs and strained nt the oars ns never before. It dhl not seem possible that they could beat the wind. The men on the ship l>esought Morgan to All away and abandon their comrades. "No!" he cried. "I sent them there, and I'll wait for them if I sink the ship!" Urged by young Teach to exertion superliumnu, the boat actually shot under the quarter of the galleon before the squall broke. The tackles were hooked on, and she was rim up "wltti the'helm!" cried Morgan the instant the boat was alongside. "Swing the malnynrd and get the onnvns off her! Aloft, topmen! Settle awfty the halyards! Clew down! Lively, now!" And as the ship slowly paid off and gathered way the white squall broke upon them. The sea was n-smotber with mist and rain. The wind whipped through the shrouds and rigging, but everything held. Taking a grcnt bono In her teeth, the old Almirnnte Hecnldc ucnm mi uvi-i lu ll'L'WIini U11C1 l'lppOU through the water to the southward at sueli a pace as she had never made before. On the quarter deck a drenched, shivering and sobbing figure knelt at Morgan's feet and kissed his hand. "Wilt ofiey me in the future?" cried the captain to the repentant man. " 'Fore God, I will, sir," answered Sawkins. "That's well," said the old buccaneer. "Take him forward, men, and let him have all the rum he wants to take out the chill of his wetting." "You stood by me that time. Sir Henry," cried young Teach, who had l>een told of Morgan's refusal to fill away, "apd by heaven I'll stand by you in your need!" "Good! I'll remember that," answered Morgan. "What's our course now, captain?" asked Ilornlgold as soon as the incident was over. "Fou'west by west half west," answered Morgan, who had taken an observation that noon, glancing in the binnacle as he spoke. "And that will fetch us where?" asked the old mail, who was charged with the duty of the practical sailing of the ship. "To La Guayra and Venezuela." "Oho!" said the old boatswain. "St. Jago de Leon, Caracas, t'other side of the mountains, will be our prize?" "Aye," answered Morgan. " 'Tls a rich place and has been unplllaged for a hundred years." CHAPTER VIII. mWO days later they made a landfall off the terrific const of 3 ? | Caracas, where the tree clad ' I mountains soar into the clouds abruptly from the level of the sea, where the surf l>ents without Intermission even In the most peaceful weather upon the narrow strip of white sand which separates the blue waters of the Caribbean from the massive cliffs that tower above them. j In tbo Intervening time the south sen buccaneers had picked up wonderfully. These men, allured by the hope of further plunder under a captain who had been so signally successful In the past and In the present, constituted a most formidable auxiliary to Morgan's original crew. Indeed, with tho exception of the old hands, they were the best of the lot. L'Ollonols had been admitted among the officers on a suitable footing, and there was little or no friction among the crews.. They .J?:.-.. .< ?? mm* t.aMwwwiM? were getting hammered Into shape, too, ' under Morgan's hard drilling, and it was a vastly more dangerous body of meu than the drunken gang who had sailed from Jamaica. Like a politic captulu, Morgan had done his best to get the meu whom lie lind subdued by his intrepid courage and consummate address iuto good humor. Hum and spirits were served liberally, work was light?in fact, none except the necessary seaman's duties were required of the men, although an hour or two every duy were employed iu hard drill with swordr,, small arms and great guns. Iu martial exercises the veterans were perfect, and they assiduously endeavored to impart their knowledge to the rest. It was Morgan's plan to run boldly into La Guayra under the Spanish flag. No one could possibly take the Almlrnnte Keealde for anything but a Spanish ship. There was no reason for suspecting the presence of nu enemy, for Spain had none iu these seas. If there were oilier ships In the roadstead?for the hurl>or of I.a Guayra was really nothing more than an open road?the buccaneer could easily dispose of tbem in their unprepared condition. Indeed. Morgan rather hoped that there might be others, for after he captured them he would have a greater force of guns to train upon the forts of the town, which he expected to take without much difficulty, and then be governed in his maneuvers toward Caracas by circumstances as they arose. Two days after the capture of the galleon, then, with the wind fresh from the northeast, 011 a gray, threatening stormy morning, she was running to the westward along the shore. A few hours at their present speed would bring theui oi^iosite I.a Guayra, whose location at the foot of the mighty La S'.tla of Caracas was even then discernible. Morgan could see that there were two or three other vessels opposite the town straining at tlielr anchors in the heavy sea. Every preparation for action had been made In good time, and the gnus had beet* loaded. The sea lashings hud been cast oil, although the gun tackles were carefully secured, for the wind was blowing fresher and the sea running heavier every hour. The men were armed to the teeth. There happened to be a goodly supply of arms on the Spuuisb ship, in addition to those the buccaneers had brought with them, which were nil distributod. Everything was propitious for their enterprise but the weather. The veterans who were familiar with local conditions in the Caribbean studied the northeastern skies with gloomy dissatisfaction. The wind was blowing dead inshore, and as tlte struck bells denoted the passing hours with each half hourly period It grew appreciably stronger. If it continued to blow or strength'of tTie wind Increased it would iVk%f???,e"tVltfibut Jeopardizing the LWo come to anchor In the exposed roadstead. They would have to run for it. Nay, more, they would have to bent out to sea against It, for the const line beyond La (Juayra turned rapidly to the northward. Morgan was a bold and skillful mariner,'and he held his course parallel to the land much longer than was prudent. lie was loath, iudeed, to abandon even temporarily a design upon which he had determined, and as he hnd rapidly run down his southing in this brief cruise his determination had l?een quickened hy the thought of his growing nearness to the Pearl of Caracas until for the moment love?or what he called love?had almost made him forget the treasure In the ship beneath his feet, for the Pearl of Caracas was a woman. Mercedes de Lara, daughter of the viceroy of Venezuela, on her way home from Spain, where she had been at school, to Join her father, the Count Alvaro de Lara, in the vice regnl palace at St. Jago de Leon, sometimes called the city of Caracas, in the fair valley on the farther side of those towering tree clad mountains?the Cordilleras of the shore?had touched at Jamaica. There she had been received with due honor, as became the daughter of so prominent a personage, by the vice governor and his wretched wife. Morgan's heart had been Innamed by the dark, passionate beauty of the Spanish maiden. It was only by a severe restraint enjoined upon himself by his position that he hnd refrained from nbuslng the hospitality he extended by seizing her In the old buccaueer fashion. The impression she had made unon him hnd h*w?n inofinw ? "VV.. ?n. up,. and when he found himself alone, nil outlaw, all Ills dreams of the future centered about this woman. He would carry out the plans which he had outlined to his men, but the Pearl of Caracas, for so Donna Mercedes was called, must accompany blin to the south seas to he the Island queen of that buccaneer empire of which ho was to be tho founder. That Douuu Mercedes might object to this proposition, that she might love unother man, might even be married by this time, counted for nothing in Morgan's plans, lie had taken what he wanted by dint of bis Iron will and the strength of his right arm In the past, and he should continue the process In the future. Consequently he was most reluctant that morning, for his passion had Increased with each o'errun league of sea, to bear away from La Quayra, which was the port of entry for Caracas. But even his ardent spirit was at last convinced of the necessity. It was blowing a gale now, nud they were so near the shore, although some distance to the eastward of tho town, that they could see tho surf breaking with tremendous force upon the strip of sand. The officers and older men had observed tho course of the ship with growing concern, but no one had ventured to remonstrate with Morgan uutil old Ben Hornigold as a privileged Character Anally summoned his courage nna npprononen mm. "Mark yon shore. Captain Morgan," ' lie paid, and when ho made up Ills mind | he spoke lobby. "The wind freshens. \ Never h;d llu>t villain appeared to better advantage We're frightfully near. Should It conic on to blow we could not save the ship. You kuow how unsoamanly these Spanish hulks are." "Uight you arc. Ilornlgold," answered Morgan, yet frowning heavily. "Cursft this wind! We must claw off, J suppose." "Aye, and at ouee!" cried Ilornlgold. "See, the wind shifts already! It blows straight from the north now." "Hands by the braces there!" shout i-u morgan, rouowitig. Willi apprehension, the outstretched linger of the old boatswain. 'Ease down the helm! Brace up! Lively, lads!" In a few moments the great ship, her yards braced sharply up, was headed out to seaward on the starboard tack. The wind was now blowing a whole gale, and the inasts of the ship were bending like whips. "We'll have to get sail off her, I'm thinking, Ilornigold," said Morgan. "Aye, aye. sir, and quick!" "Aloft," yelled Morgan, "and take In I'ae to'pa 11a lit s'l's! Close reef the top?'ls and double reef the courses, then!" The shaking shrouds were soon covered with masses of men. and a- tn? ship was exceedingly well Handled the canvas ma promptly snugged down by the eager Cv??v. Ilornigold. with young Teach to assist hiin, went to the helm. Morgan gave his personal attentlou to the maneuvering of the ship, and the other officers stationed themselves whore they could best promote and direct the efforts of the seamen. Thus during the long morning they endeavored to claw off the lee shore. Morgan luffed the ship through the heavy squalls which rose to the violence of a hurricane with consummate skill. Absolutely fearless, u master of Ids profession, lie did all with that ship that mortal man could have done, yet their situation became more and more precarious. They had long since passed La (Juayra. They had had a fleeting glimpse of the shipping In the i?gT?yiftiUr^?1'!tr''r h"io-j" which had overspread the sea. That town was now hidden from them by a bend of the coast, and they found themselves in u curious bight of land extending far into the ocean in front of them. The mountains hero did not so nearly approach the water Hue, and from the look of the place there appeared to be a shoal projecting some distance into the ocean from the point ahead. Some of the buccaneers who knew these waters confirmed the indications hy asserting the existence of the slioal. In spite of all that Morgan could do it was (piite evident that they could not weather the shoal on their present tack. There was not sea room to wear atul hear up on the other tack. The vessel, in ract, like nil sliips in tlioso days and especially Spanish galleons, had a tendency to go to leeward like a barrel, and only Morgan's resourceful seamanship had saved them from the fatal embraces of the shore long since The canvas she was carrying was more than she could legitimately bear in such a hurricane. If there had been sen room Morgan would have stripped her to bare poles long since, but under the circumstances it was necessary for him to retain full control and direction of the ship; so, although he reduced sail to the lowest point, ho still spread a little canvas. The men were filled with apprehension, not only for their lives, but for the treasure they had captured, for they stood about a hundred chances to one of losing the ship. Each squall that swept down upon them was harder than the one before. Each time the vessel almost went over on'her beam ends, for Morgan would not luff until the last moment, since each time that he did so and lost way temporarily he found himself driven bodily nearer tht? land. The men would have mutinied had it not been patent to the most stupid mind that their only salvation lay In Morgan. Never had that villain appeared to better advantage than when he stood on the weather quarter overlooking the ship, his long gray hair blown out In the wind, fighting against a foe whose strength was not to be measured by the mind of man for his life and his ship. Ilornigold and Teach, grasping the wheel, assisted by two of the ablest seamen, were steering the ship with exquisite precision. Sweat poured from their brows at the violence of the labor required to control the mnsslvc helm. The men lay to wludward on the deck or grouped in clusters around the masts or hung to the life lines which had been passed In every direction. At Morgnu's side stood Vel aers nnu itnveneau, prime seamen both. "What tliluk ye, gentlemen?" asked Morgan, at last pointing to the point looming fearfully close ahead of them. "Can we weather it?" "Never!" answered Pe Lussan, shaking his head. "Well, it has been a short cruise and a merry one. Pity to lose our freightage and lives." "And you, Velsers?" "No," laid the. (Jermau, '.'It can't be done. Why did we ever come to this cursed const?" "Avast there!" cried Morgan, thinking quickly. "Gentlemen, we'll clubhaul the ship." "The water's too deep, my captain. 1 to give holding ground to the anchor," urged Rnvcnenu, shrugging his shoulders. "It shoals yonder, I think," answered Morgan. "We'll hold on until the last minute and then try." " 'Tis wasted labor," growled Yelscrs. "And certain deatli to hold on," added the Frenchman. "Have you anything else to propose, sirs?" asked Morgan sharply. "We can't tack ship against this wind and sea. There's no room to wear. What's to do?" The men made uo answer. "Forward there!" cried the old buccaneer. And it was astonishing the force and power with which he made himself heard in spite of the roar of tile wind and the stuush of the sea. "Get the lee anclior'olT the bows there! L'Ollouois?" "Aye, aye!" "Run a hawser from the anchor in aft here on the quarter. We'll clubhaul the ship. See the cable clear for running." "Very good, sir!" cried the Frenchman. summoning the hardiest hands and the most skillful to carry out his commander's orders. "Ready it is, sir," answered Ilorni gold, tightening his grasp on the spokes | and nodding his head to his superior. "To the braees, lads! Obey orders sharply! It's our last chance." The water was roaring and smashing against the shore not a cable's length away. Usually in those latitudes it deepened tremendously a short distance from the low water mark, and there was n grave question whether or aot the anchor, with the scope they :ould give it, would reach bottom. At any rate, it must be tried, and tried now. Morgan hud held ou as long us i he dared. AuotU?v minute and they would strike. "Dovn licltn!" he shouted. "Flow the head sheets! Round iu ou the fore braces there! Show that canvas aft!" The lateen sail 011 the cross jack yard had been furled, and Morgan. 1?? force her head around, directed the after crimed tr? tlm ging with ft ML of tarpaulin and h.v oxposing it and thoir bodies to the wind to act as a sail in assisting hor to head away from the shore. "Holm a-loo! Hard a-Iee!" cried Horn i go id, who, with Ida men. was grasping the spokes like a giant. Slowly the old galloon swung up into the wind, the waves heating upon hor hows with a noise like crashes of thunder. A moment she hung. She could go no farther. "She's in irons! Swing that yard!" roared Morgan. "Cut and veer away I!! Tnere .o.-jjxunsh us the anchor dropped overboard. "Hands on that hawser!" lie shouted. "Everybody \yalk away with it!" The whole crew apparently piled on to the anchor hawser in the hope of The men came rushing alt, baring their weapon* pulling the ship's stern around so that the wind would take her on the other bow. She was still hanging in the wind and driving straight on shore. "Haul away!" cried Morgan, hut the hawser came in hoard through their liands with a readiness and ease that showed the anchor had not taken the ground. The drag of the cable to the anchor, however, and the still unspent impetus of the first swing turned the galleon's stern slightly to windward. Iler head began slowly to fall off. "She stays! She makes it!" cried the captain. "Meet her with the helm! Ix>t go and haul! Cut away the hawser!" It had been a tremendous feat of seamanship and bade fair to be successful. It was yet touch and go. however, and the breakers were perilously near. They were wrlthiug around her forefoot now, yet the wind was at last coming in over the other bow. "We're safe!" cried Morgan. "Flatten In forward! Haul aft the sheets and braces!" At that Instant there was a terrific crash heard above the roar of the tempest. The fore topmast of the Almlrante Recalde carried sharply off at the hounds. 'Relieved of the pressure, she shot up Into the wind once more and drove straight Into the seething seas. The men were as quick to see the danger as was Morgan. They came rushing aft. baring their weapons, pouring curses and imprecations upon him. He stood with folded arms, a scornful smile on his old face, looking upon them, Carlb watching and ready by his side. In another second, with a concussion which threw them all to the deck, the doomed ship struck heavily upon the sands. CHAPTER IX. I All'1' IA1'X AIjVA1/ I IIA DO stood nlone on the plaza I y.1 of the nnclent castle which for La?J over a century had been the home of the governors of La Guayra. He was gazing listlessly down over the parapet which bordered the bare sheer precipice towering above the seaport town. Tliero was nothing in Ids eyes, but a great deal in his heavy heart. Captain Alvarado, who filled the honorable station of comnndante of the port, was n soldier of proved courage. The protege and favorlto officer of his serene.highness the Count, Alyaro dp Lara. grandee of Spain nnd viceroy of Venezuela, lie had beeu honored with groat responsibilities, which l:e bad dis charged to the satisfaction of his nms,'?r. From u military point of view the o'.liee of governor of La CJunyrn, which he then tilled, was of sufficient inipor tanee to entitle him to high position and much consideration in the vice renal court of Caracas. Of unknown purcntngc, Alvnradohad been received into the family of the viceroy when an infant. He had been carefully reared, almost as he had been l>e I.ara's son, nnd bad been Riven abundant opportunity to distinguish himself. In the course of his short life he had managed to amass a modest fortune by honorable means. lie was young and handsome. He had been instructed. for the viceroy bad early shown partiality for him, in the best rehools in the new world. His education bad been ripened and polished by a sojourn of several years In Europe, not only at the court of Madrid, but also at that of Versailles, where the ; Count de Lara bad been sent as ambassador to the grand monarch during a period In which, for the sake of supervising the education of his only daughter, he had temporarily absented j himself from his beloved Venezuela. ! That an unknown man should have been given such opportunities, should have boon treated with so much consider.'. tion. was sufficient commentary on the unprecedented kindness of heart | of the old hidalgo who represented the failing power of his most catholic majesty of Spain, Carlos II.. the Bewitched, In the new world. Whatever : his origin, therefore, he had been brought up as a Spanish soldier and gentleman, and the old count was openly proud of hint. With assured station, ample means. Increasing reputation, with youth, ion 1th and personal good looks, the young governor should have been a happy man. But it was easy to see from the heavy frown upou his sunny face?for lie was that rare thing in Spain, a blue eyed blond, who at first sight might have been mistaken for an Englishman ? tlu\t his soul was tilled with melancholy. And well It might he, for Alvarado was the victim of a hopeless passion for Mercedes de Lara, the viceroy's daughter, known from one end of the Caribbean to the other from her beauty and her father's station as the I'earl of ('-anions. Nor was his present sadness due to unrequited passion, for he was confident that the adoration of his heart | was met with ail adequate response from its object. Indeed, it was no secret to him that Mercedes loved him with a devotion which matched his own. It was not that, but her father had announced his intention to betroth the girl to Don Felipe de Tobar .y Robadilla, a young gentleman of ancient lineage and vast wealth, who had been born in America and was the reputed head in the western hemi* "* O ?v><\iin fomllr irllOSO name he bore. The constant of Donna Mercedes to the betrothal had not been asked. That was a detail which was not considered necessary by parents in the year of grace lGSo. and especially not by Spanish parents. That she should object to the engagement or refuse to carry out her father's plan never crossed the viceroy's imagination. That she might love another was an idea to which he never gave a thought. It was the business of a well brought up Spanish maiden to be a passive instrument in the carrying out of her fa tiler's views, especially in things matrimonial, in which, Indeed, love found little room for entrance. Rut Donna Mercedes loved Captain Alvarado, and she cared nothing for Don Felipe. Not that Don Felipe was disagreeable to her or to any one; he was a Spanish gentleman in every sense of the word?handsome, distinguished, proud and gallant?but she did not, could not. love him. To complicate matters still further De Tobar was Captain Alvarado's cherished companion and most intimate friend. The progress of tlie love affair between Alvarado and Donna Mercedes had been subjective rather than objective. They had enjoyed some unusual opportunities for meeting on account of the station the former filled in the viceroy's household and the place he held in his heart, yet the opportunities for extended freedom of intercourse between young men and women of the gentler class in those days, aud especially among Spaniards of high rank, were extremely limited. The old count took care to see that liis daughter was carefully watched and . - - - - umviuiti, nui ueuiiuse no suspected her of anytlilng, for he cli<l not, but because it was a habit of his people and his ancestry. The busy life that he led, the many employments which were thrust upon him, his military duties, had kept the days of the young soldier very full, and under the most favorable circumstances he would have had little time for lovemaklntr. 1 [TO BS CONTTWTJED.] The Ahaurd Poor. "Give you a nickelV" said Miss De Style. "Oh, no! I never dispense promiscuous alms. Why do you not obtain employment?" "Please, mum," was the timid reply, "I have a small baby, and people won't be bothered by a woman with a child." "Then, you absurd creature, why not leave the child nt home with its nurse?" ?Philadelphia Bulletin. Stuttered Out the Chlld'a Name. Plannery?It seems his full name is Diimis If. If. If. Casey. What's all thlm If's fur? Plnritipso ? Not h ln\ 'Ttena 41. ~ 4 - ? ' * . int* uuiu or ins godfather stuttorln' whin ho tried to sny "Pinnls Casey."?Philadelphia Lodger. The excessive love of money Is one of the widest doors to the penitentiary. ?Cleveland Leader. I . Mm