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Show '- -I The Two Captains By W. CLARK RUSSELL. Cowrie hi IW, hf F. F. Collier. Covrrifhi. Wl. hr Mi Mood ft Co. moment Crystal drove hs through his shipmate's heart. cutlass CHAPTER XXIII. The Last Captain Pope lay dead on his back. The shirt upon his heart gaped, and was dark with blood, and blood lay upon the cabin carjiet close bestde him. With her left arm thrown over his neck, and her black hair mingling with the dead man's, lay I aura Crystal in a swoon. Crystal had turned of a greenish waxen complexion, and his face was terrifying with the grimaces which worked In it "I hail rather anything than this. He forced It upon me. He should have he said, trembling and surrendered, shudduriug, and looking at the body ami then at the blade of bis cutlass, slightly streaked with the heart-blooof his ship-mat"Pick the lady up, and put her Into her cabin," says be, and then: Pull (hat body Into Its cabin out of my T" j The Bow of Orange Ribbon A ROMANCE OF NEW YORK X By AMELIA E. BAR.R. Author of Friend Ollvlat, T Thau and the Other Ona," Eta. X Oopyrlsbl lMk by Dodd, Mead sad Company. -- CHAPTER XXII. Continued. "Ob,' my heart'd delight, you will be my wife! Bald Poiie, taking her band, and aa she did not withdraw It, together they walked the dark deck with locked Ungers. On a sudden It began to rain In very line drops. The deep shadow of the wet sank into the night, and the sea grew so vague and phantasmal you would not have known whether the brig floated In air or upon water but for the Are that curled In the ripple at the bow, and the soft sob and harsh Captain gurgle under the counter. Pope, calling to Grlndal to keep a bright lookout, conducted Miss Crystal below. Shortly after they had bade each other good night. Pope went on deck to take a last look round, and smoke a piece of cigar, before turning in for a few hours. A fine rain continued to fall. He called Grlndal to him, and they stood together under the lee of a quarter-boat- , which in some measure sheltered them. "I dont think," said the boatswain, after a few sentences had passed between the two men, "that I shall And It as hard a Job as I reckoned it was going to prove. I mean the carrying out of your scheme. I was some of the men this evening." Well? Well," continued the boatswain, it seems to me they're gallus afeared of their necks, one and all, and ud be willing to disperse in furren parts, every man with his share. A slavin voyage, with plenty of money wages, was to tBelr liking." Drove his for st o cutlass through his shipmate's heart FindPope listened breathlessly. ing that Grlndal paused, he said, "Well? again, and Grlndal replied: Well, I could see by the men growing thoughtful that it was an idea to 'em; and then, to make em look a little more deep into my meaning, I turned to and spun 'em a yarn of a ship's company aboard a pirate. There was a big treasure In the vessel, says 1, the plunder of some eight or ten rich craft; and every man's share was 'andsome? What dhl they do? I says. There went forty to that crew, and twenty of em, headed by the bosun, I says, says I. ups one black night, secures t'others under hatches, seizes the ship by blowing out the brains of the cap'en and his mate, and then, next day, they turns the men adrift in a couple of boats, and makes elf, each man by so doing a risin of his share two or three times more than it was afore. "Good! says Pope. "Of course it was a fired lie from beginning to end, says Grindal, But out of your scheme. there's nothing like taming an Idea Into a story to make yourself understood by men with Intellects like theirn." The fine rain continued to fall. The weather promised a long, black, wet night. Nearly all hands were in the After under shelter. tween-deck- wheel, so stopping that the creak of his boot should not penetrate the plank. He exchanged a sentence with the helsinan, who proved to be one of the men of the Thetis. In a few minutes two of the seamen rose through tho companion-way- , silent as ghosts, bearing the smut-ches- t between them. They were followed by a third man, who at once closed and secured the companion-door- . Ity the faint sheen In the skylight, Crystal and the three men armed themselves with cutlasses and pistols. These latter weapons were kept loaded, and needed but the priming. Crystal put a second pistol into his breast Send the others aft says he, in a hoarse, tremulous voice. The tbree men went forward, and, like shadows shaping. themselves out live more seamen of the and gathered about the arnis-cheWhile swiftly armed themselves. they were doing this, Crystal softly closed the skylight Now, says he, speaking In a violent whisper, In the manner of one whose hurry means life or death to him. "Two of you spring forward to close the forescuttle. On with the vers I malnhatch-crushed forward; the comThey mands were easy of execution. Two covers sufllced to close down the hold of that little brig. One, to shelter the 'tween-deck-s from the rain, was alother lay atop of it In the on; ready an instant this was fitted in the coamings, the strong Iron bar was run through the staples, and the men be- - s, Grindal in conversation being posted abreast of the mainmast, so that the man at the helm could not possibly hear what wa said Pope went below. It was about eleven was dimly oclock. The caldn-lamthe table leaned He upon burning. for a minute or so. lost in reflection. A feeling of uneasiness possessed him. Had he been wise in taking Grlndal into his confidence? But the thing had to be done, and there was but one road to it; and after drinking a tumbler of brandy and water, he went to bed. At midnight Grindal went below and called Crystal, who Immediately turned out. It was still black as thunder and raining. The change of watches had created the usual confusion In the Tween-deckHalf turned out. and half turned in, and the baby cried dismally, awakened by the noise, but was presently silenced by no unfriendly hand. Crystal hailed the tops, and found them untenanted. The men at eight bells had come down, and the mate did not order others to replace them. At a quarter before one, it still continuing to rain had, dyeing the night to the complexion of Ink, three men came from the neighborhood of the caboose, and passing Crystal, descended with naked feet into the cabin. Crystal walked lightly aft to the holding p s. low were imprisoned as securely as though they had been locked up in Newgate. The forescuttle was even an easier Job; the two men had nothing to do but pull the cover over and close and bolt the doors. "See if there is any but ourselves on deck. shouted Crystal, and three or four of them started on a hunt through the deep shadow. Just then they heard a loud knocking on the companion door; they could also hear some men dimly shouting under the mafnhatch, followed by several blows, dealt, maybe, with a handspike. "Guard this hatch! shouted Crystal, reckless of his voice now that tho brig was his. And followed by two men. he rushed aft. The knocking was furious. Drawing his cutlass. Crystal opened one of the doors and Pope's figure showed, firmly outlined against the faint illumination shed by the cabin-lamWhat In hells this? Pope roared. He held a pistol and took two steps, thrusting with his shoulder in his fury into break through. With beast-likhumanity Crystal struck Pope's hand a terrible blow with the flat of his cutlass; the pistol that was cocked, exploded us it leaped down the compae nion-steps. "Oh, Cod! cried Pope. "The brig's ours! Surrender. Pope, or you are a dead man!" thundered Crystal. In silence Pope turned and sprang into the cabin, and mshed into his berth, followed by Crystal and two men. Swift as Crystal was. Pope was nimbler still; his agility was that of the hare; before Crystal had reached the other's cabin, the gallant Irish villain had seized his sword hanging beside his bunk, had rounded, and was fighting a figure terrible with rage, pain, hate. Is thin how you reward me, you bloody villain!" was all he said, and the blades clashed in horrid music to the shrieks of I .aura, who was now standing in her cabin door. "The people are under hatches I the brigs mine! surrender! it must come to it, for we are ten resolved men!" Crystal panted, as Pope, with desperate lunge and lightning-likflourish, drove the buccaneering fiend into the cabin. Here they had space; and now, being able to see each other's face, each fmight to kill. "Rack, you coward!" screamed I aura, rushing at one of the men who wan in the act of springing upon Pope. Too late! The follow clipped the Irishman by the shirt under his long hair. IVipe reeled, his sword passed through the air In a wild, idle sweep of glittering blade, and In the next e -- d sight" This was done, and the rugged man, always grasping his cutlass, ran on dncl;, and the others followed him, after stopping, each man, a minute, to drink from the rum bottle on the swing-tray- . Crystal went to the malnhatch; here two armed men were on guard. "Is all quiet below? said he. Theres been some hammering. They're quiet now." Keep a sharp eye for your lives sake, and cut down any man who attempts to break out, called Crystal Crystals voice expressed him as filled with horror and deeply agitated. In truth he had never reckoned upon killing Pope. The scheme for his friend was his friend's scheme for him. Pope was to have been sent adrift empty handed with a number of the pirates whose services Crystal did not require. But the buccaneer, unsuspicious of Popes treachery, had been a little too soon for him with his own desperate design, nnd Pope lay murdered on his cabin floor, regardless now of booty and of love; and sixteen or seventeen men lay roasting like battened-dow- n slaves In the brig's heart. Crystal walked right aft to the wheel, and looked Into the compass bowl. The quaint old illuminated disk showed a true course for Kingston, Jamaica; this course was not to be changed. He spoke to the man at the helm, and told him that Captain Pope was dead, killed by his hand, by the hand of his friend, and he bemoaned it, and his voice was broken by one or two dry sobs. He would have killed you sir," said the helmsman. When dawn broke It had ceased to The wind rain for nearly an hour. was gone, but when the melancholy gray rolled smokelike out of the east over the sea. It disclosed a number of broken clouds In the northwest, wTft the orange brightness of the young morn reflected betwixt the edges of the vapor, and from that quarter they might expect the wind. Crystal was now in command, and on him the airs of the commander sat in formidable and savage aspect He ordered two of the carronades to be loaded with grape and canister; these pieces of artillery were then run r of to the malnhatch. The the hatch was lifted, and Instantly when this was done the muzzles of the guns were depressed. No sooner had the light of day fallen through the opening of the hatch, than hnlf a dozen men came and stood under, looking up. One of the men was Grlndal. lie caught caught sight of Crystal, and sung up: What have you shut us men down here for?" Ills fare ran with sweat, and his repulsive countenance was unusually hideous and swollen with the helpless wrath and passions of his wicked snuL "Your captain's dead and the ships mine. answered Crystal. "Be you as lambs, or we'll save ourselves some trouble of mercy by firing into you." Crystal now marched on to the forecastle with two of his men, leaving the malnhatch well guarded and everything ready for a deadly belch of cannon, should the men below prove troublesome. He opened the scuttle and called up Pope's servant who Immediately appeared blinking at the strong light. Thomas," exclaimed Crsytal. "I am the commander of this brig, snd the bulk of the crew are under now and light the hatches. Turn-tgalley fire, and get breakfast for me and the lady and my men. And when you've dressed a meal and served it, turn-tand stitch Captain Pupea body up in a hammock, and mind ye put two round shot In the clews at the feet But before you stitch him up I want no sight of him overhaul his pockets. Now do you understand me?" The man answered Yes. He was a sober-headefellow, and perceived that he was in luck as compared to most of the rest, and went away to the galley on swift legs, to make the best of his gixul fortune. "You can come up. shouted Crystal into the scuttle. Three figures arrived emerging aa though they were blind; one was the gunner, the second the carpenter, the third the cook. They began to ask they cursed and they questions; swore and for answer they were thrust forward with a flourish of cub lass and a more evil menace of pistol, snd driven by Crystal, his two men, and the man who had guarded the foreesstle, down into the Tween decks. He ordered the mafnhatch to be battened down while his people went to breakfast, one sentry then sufficing. (To Ik Continued.) half-cove- o o d CHAPTER I. The Van Hetmsklrks. It was May in New York one hundred and twenty-on- e years ago, and yet the May A. D. 1886 the same clear air and wind, the same rarefied fresh-nes- s, full of faint, passing aroma! from the wet earth snd the salt sea and the blossoming gardens. In the city the business of the day waa over; but at the open doors of many of the ehops little groups of apprentices in leather aprens were talking; and on the broad steps of the City Hall a number of grave-lookinmen were slowly separating after a very satisfactory civic session. They were ell noticeable men. but Jorla Van Heemskirk specially so. His bulk was so great that it seemed as if be must have been built up; it waa too much to expect that he had ever been e baby. He had a fair, ruddy face, and large, firm eyes, and a mouth that was at once strong and sweet And he was also very handsomely dressed. The long, sUfl skirts of his dark-blu- e coat were lined with satin, hla breeches were of black velvet his ruffles edged with Flemish lace, his shoes clasped with silver buckles, his cocked bet made of the finest beaver. With hie bead a little forward, and his right arm across his back, he walked elowly up Wall street Into Broadway, and then took a northwesterly direction towards the river bank. His home waa on the outskirts of the city, hut not far away; and his face lightened aa he approached it Councillor Van Heemsklrka father had built the house and planted the garden, and he had the Dutch reverence for a good ancestry. Often he sent hla thoughts backward to remember how he walked by hie fathers side, or leaned against his mother's chair, aa they told him the tragic tales of the old Barneveldt and the hapless De Witts; or how his young heart glowed to their memories of the dear father-land- , and the proud march of the Batavian republic. "Good evening, Mr. Justice. Good evening, neighbor, and he stood a minute, with his hands on his garden gate, to bow to Justice Van Gaasbeeck and to Peter Bluyter, who, with their rives, were going to epend an hour or two at Christopher Laer's garden. "Men can bear all things hut good days," said .Peter Bluyter, when they had gone a dozen yards In alienee; "since Van Heemskirk has a seat In the council room, it la a long way to hla hat Come, now, he was very civil, Bluyter. He bows like a man not used to make a low bow, that Is all." "Well, well, with time, every one gets Into his right place. In the city Hall, I may yet put my chair beside his. Van Gaaaheeck." "So say I, Bluyter, and for the present it is all well as It is." This little envious fret of his neighbor lost Itself outside Jorls Van Heem-sklrk'- s home. Within it, all was love and content Madam Van Heemskirk waa a little woman, with clear-cu- t features, and brown hair drawn backward under a cap of lace very stilly dress of starched. Her tight-fittin- g blue taffeta waa open in front and looped up behind In order to show an elaborately quilted petticoat of light blue camblet Her white wool stockings were clocked with blue, her shoes cut very low, snd clasped with small silver buckles. From her trim cap to her trig shoes she was a pleasant and comfortable picture of a woman; smiling, happy, domestic peaceful, and easy to live with. i$en tho last duty of the day was finished, she let her bunch of keys fall with a satisfactory "all done" Jingle, that made her Joris look at her with a smile. Then he asked: Where la Joanna and the little one? awri Bram should be home ere this." I am not uneasy, Jorls. They were to drink a dish of tea with Madam Semple, and Bram promised to go for them. And, aee, they are coming; but Bram Is not with them, only the elder." Elder Alexander Semple was a great plan in his sphere. He had a reputation both for riches and godliness snd was scarcely more respected in the market-plac- e than ha was in the Middle Kirk. And there was an old tie between the Semples and the Van Heemsklrka a tie going back to the days when the Scotch Covenanters snd the Netherland Confessors clasped bands aa brothers in their churches Then one of the under the cross. Semples had fled for life from Scotland to Holland, and been sheltered In the house of s Van Heemskirk; and from generation to generation the So frlendahlp had been continued. there was much real kindness snd very little ceremony between the families, and the elder met his friend Joris with a pleasant "good evening, and sat down In front of the blazing logs. Joanna tied on her white apron, and, at a word from her mother, began to taka from the cupboards various Dutch dainties, snd East Indian jars of fruits and sweetmeats, and a case of crystal bottles, and some fine lemons. She waa a fair, rosy girl, with a kind, cheerful face, a pleasant voice, and a smile that waa at once innocent and bright Her fine light hair was rolled high and backward; and no one could have Imagined a drees more suitable to her than the trig darn bodice, the qnllted skirt, and the white apron she wore. Her father and mother watched her hlgh-beele- d with a loving aatlafaction, and Elder Semple was quite sensible Of Joannas presence, snd of what aha was doing. At this point Katherine Van Heemskirk came into the room, and the elder slightly moved hie chair and said. Coma awa', my bonnle lassie, and Yet ua has a look at you. And Katherine laughingly pushed a stool towards the fire, and sat down between the two men on the hearthstone. She was the daintiest little Dutch maiden that ever latched a shoe very diminutive, with a complexion like a great blue eyes, and such a quantity of pale yellow hair that It made light of Its ribbon anood, and rippled over her brow and slender white neck in bewildering curls. Long before supper was over. Madam Van Heemskirk had discovered that this night Elder Semple had a special reason for his call, and when the meal waa finished, and the girls gone to their room, she was not astonished to hear him say, "Joria, let ns light another pipe. I hae something to apeak anent Sit still, guidewlfe, we shall want your word on tho matsea-shel- l, ter." On what matter, elder? Anent a marriage between my son Nell and your daughter Katherine." The words fell with a sharp distinctness, not unkindly, but aa if they were more than common words. They were followed by a marked alienee, a alienee which in no way disturbed Semple. He knew hie friends wall, and therefore he expected It Jorls at last said slowly, For Katherine the marriage would he good, and Lysbet and I would like It However, we will think a little about It; there la time, and to spare. One should not run on a new road. Say what you think, Lysbet. Nell Is to my mind, when the time comes. But yet the child knows not perfectly her lleldeliicrg. And there Is more; she must learn to manage a house of her own. So In time, I say, it would be a good thing. We have been long good friends. "We hae been friends for four generations, snd we may safely tie the knot tighter now. The land between this place and my place, on the riverside, Is your land, Jorls. Give It to Katherine, and I will build the young things a house; and the furnishing and plenishing well share between us." , There la more to a wedding than house and land, elder. A young girl should be wooed before the Is married. Ton know how It le; and Katherine, the little one, she thinks not of such a thing aa love and marriage. Wha kens what thoughts are under curly locks at seventeen? You'll hae noticed, madam, that Katherine has come malr often than ordlnar to Semple House lately?" That la so. It was because of Cot Gordons wife, who likes Katherine. She is teaching her a new stitch In at all to tbs purpose. That la tho truth. Always I have found It so." Then Lysbet. having finished her second locking up, entered tho room. Eho esme in as one wearied and troubled, and said with a sigh, aa she untied her apron: "Joria, the eider's words have made trouble in my heart. What did tho man mean? "Who can tell? What a man says, we know; but only God understands what he means. But 1 will say this. Lysbet, snd it is what I mean: It Semple has led my daughter Into tho way of temptation, then, for all that la past and gone, we shall ba unfriends." Give yourself no kommer on that matter, Joria. Hove not some of our best maidens married into the English set? There is no harm, I think, in a girl taking a few steps up when she puts on the wedding ring. Mean you that our little daughter should marry some English Look, then, 1 would rather see her white and cold In the I will have no Englishman among the Van liecmskirka. There, 1 will t let us sleep. speak no more. But madam could not Bleep. Sha waa quite sensible that she had tacitly encouraged Katherine's visits to Semple House, even after the understood that Capt Hyde and other fashionable and notable persons were frequent visitors there. Lysbet Van Heemskirk saw no reason why her younger children should not move with the current, when it might sat them among the growing aristocracy of the New World. 8be tried to recall Katherine's demeanor and words during the past day, and ahe could find no cause for alarm In them. She could not remember anything at all which ought to make her uneasy; and what Lysbet did not see or hear, she could not imagine. Yet the past ten hours had really been full of danger to tbs young girt Early in the afternoon, aoms hours before Joanna was ready to go, Katherine waa dressed for her vlalt to Semple House. It stood, like Van Heemsklrka, at the head of a garden sloping to the river; snd there was a good deal of pleasant rivalry about these gardens, both proprietors having Impressed their own individuality upon their pleasure grounds. The spare between the two houses was an encased meadow; and this afternoon, the grass being warm and dry and full of wild flowers, Katherine followed the narrow footpath through . it, and entered the Semple garden by the small aide gate. Near this gate was a stone dairy, sunk below the level of the ground a deliciously coo!, clean spot even In the hottest weather. Passing It, she saw that the door waa open, and Madam bemple waa busy among lta large, hallow, pewter, cream-disheShe waa beating some rich curd with eggs and currants and spices; and Katherine, with a sympathetic smile, asked delightedly: '"Cheesecakes, madam? Just cheesecake, dearie. Oh, I am glad! Let me fill some of dead-chamb- To-nigh- s. these pretty little I'll do naethlng o the kind, Katherine. Youd be spoiling the bonnle silk dress you hae put on. Go to the house and alt wl' Mistress Gordon. She was asking for you no an hour patty-pan- ago. And, Katherine, my bonnle lasdinna a thought to one word m! "Hum Mistress Gordon sie, black-eye- gie that nephew o hers may has likewise a nephew, a vera handto you. lie's here the day and some lad. I hae seen that he takes a say and the lasses that gane deal o' Interest In the crewcl-titr- h heed him will got sair hearts to them-sellikewise. And Neil has seen it too for Nell has set his heart on Katherbright young faco Shadowed, ine and this afternoon there was a sndThea sudden fear came Into Madam look passed between the young men i as she watched tho heart Semple's dinna like. We'll bp hoeing a chalturn thoughtfully and slowly lenge. and twa tools playing at mur- girl Into the house. away der. next be (To continued.) "I am glad you spoke, elder. Thank you. I'll turn your words over in my COLORED INKS IN TATTOOING- heart. Ilut Van Heemskirk was under a certain constraint; he was be- English Expert Now Does Work ginning to understand the situation, Colors. to see in what danger his darling In an article on the subject of tatmight be. He was apparently calm; tooing, In Pearsons, the marvelous but an angry Lra was gathering In his results obtained by an English expert eyes, and stern lines settling about the are thus described: lower part of his face. Until comparatively recently only "My Lyshet Is the finest lady In the two colors, indigo blue (or India Ink whole land. Let her daughters walk black) and red were used in tattooing, In her steps. That la what I want hut a increased the number Japanese Now, there Is enough, and also there by discovering a permanent brown, is some one coming." and Sutherland Macdonald haa now It will be Neil snd Bram; and, as added four more to the list, so that hs the words were spoken, tho young works with no fewer than seven colmen entered. ors altogether. The difficulty has been Again you are late, Bram; and to get a color that will hold ; any color the father looked curiously in his can be pricked Into the human akin, son's face. It was like looking back but those made from minerals will all upon his own youth; for Bram Van set up, sooner or later, a state of InHeemskirk had all the physical traits flammation of the skin and the color of hla father his great size, his com- will be forced out again, leaving only manding presence and winning ad- an ugly scar to mark the spot his sonorhis dress, large eyes, deep, But by careful experiments on his ous voles snd slow speech. own body, experiment which have With the advent of Bram snd Nall, been going on for now, ha has the consultation ended. The elder, been able to produceyears a very beautiful grumbling at the chill and mist green, a permanent ultramarine blue, wrapped himself In his plaid, and a lavender, and. moat difficult of all, leaning oa hla son's arm, cautiously a rich yellow, all not only perfectly picked his way home by the light of a harmless to the most delicate skin, lantern. Van Heemskirk put aside his but colors that will hold, and by blendpipe, nodded gravely to his son, and ing some of these together he ft went thoughtfully upstairs. able to produce brilliant effects, which In his own room he sat down on a to the nnlnltiated would appear to ba big oak chest; and. as he thought bis altogether impossible. wrath slowly gathered. Semple knew Tattooing in so many with that gay young English offleera were all their graduations of colors, Is s shading. coming and going about his house, lengthy process Mr. Macdonald will snd he had not told him until ha spend a matter of sixty or seventy feared they would Interfere with his hours la completing a design to cover own plans for keeping Neil near to a mans chest not at a stretch, of him. He remembered that Semple course, but working two or three had spoken with touching emphasis of hours a day for twenty or thirty his longing to keep his Inst sun near days. home; but must he give up his darling Then He Saw it Katherine to further this plan? Von Blumer (roaring) "I like not it. he muttered. God Who told for the Dutchman made the Dutch- you to put this paper on the wall? woman. That Is the right way; but I Decorator Yonr wife, air. will not make nrgry myself for so Von Blumer Pretty, Isnt It? Harmuch of passion, so much of nothing pers her crewel-wor- m d s. Baz. |