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Show of your father's opinion labor to sap-ply sap-ply our wants and remedy the sores that run at home. But their eyes will be opened anon. Admiral Cockbum hus proclaimed a blockade ot their whole coast, and with Napoleon tottering tot-tering we shall soon have sufficient troops In Canada to brush aside their militia levies, sweep down the Hud son and take New lork." "Aye, aye, (,'up'n Collishawe, that's nuw It shall be," Chafer cried servilely. ser-vilely. "And If ye'll suffer me to attend at-tend ye to the cabin, we'll tell ye 9umm1.1t of Interest along that line." Cara seconded the Invitation. "Yes, yes, James, do let tne give you a list) of tea. We've 80 much to discuss. 1 had vast success In Lis bon. There were friends bade me fetch messages to you. and my father will wish to know how the Admiral esteems our purposes. So come below, be-low, James, and meanwhile Captain Chater shall give orders to break oul a barrel ol port for you yes. Captain Cap-tain Chater, and a tierce ol lemons to ward against the scurvy." ColIIshawe bowed his appreciation. "Always thoughtful, Cara I Ah, I'll be grateful when this cursed war Is ended, and I may call on you again Id Broadway, and smoke my pipe In the garden under the tulip trees." Her answering smile, as he ashered her Into the cabin, was a dagger ol Jealousy In Fellowes' heart. Raging st'ently, ihe l.ong Islander dldD't bear Winter's hall until It had been re pealed. "Fellowes I Ahoy, Mr. Fellowes! Ye beard Miss Cara's orders? Well, see to em. The port ye can take from the cabin stores I'll send the key." For the next quarter hour Fellowes was busy, slinging the keg of port overside, and breaking out the lemons from beneath the for'ard hatch. When the task had been concluded he walked aft, entering the cabin companlonway without knocking, as was his enstom. At the end of the passage was the main cabin, a spacious apartment, with a long table thwartwlse of the ship, about which sat Miss Inglepln. ColIIshawe and Chater, their heads bent over a small heap of papers. Fellowes could distinguish several documents which bore official seals. "The Admiral should be off the Delaware capes," Coilishawe was saying. say-ing. "But we'll pass on the word to him." "We must have time to consult our New England friends," iDterposed Miss Inglepln. "Aye, 'tis no matter to be hasted," agreed Chater. And raising his head, perceived Fellowes in the companion way. "Well, naow, what will It be. Mr. Fellowes?" "The cabin stores key." "Oh I" Chater cracked his finger knuckles abstractedly, peering from his mate to the Badger's captain "Well, Jest hang It on the hook there. That'll be all, Mr. Fellowes." Miss Inglepln looked away as Fel lowes strode across the narrow floor but ColIIshawe eyed blm alertly. "I've seen you In New York, haven't 1?" ColIIshawe asked Fellowes, who replied, with a shrug: "Very likely, Captain. I remember having seen you." "Ah I Be so good as to shut the companlonway door after you." Fellowes tramped out. What were they up to In the cabin? He recalled Caru's conversation with Wellington Was the True Bounty a medium for conveying Intelligence of treasonable plots to the enemy? Against the evidence accusatory he balanced his conviction of Cara's essential es-sential honesty, and not least, her fervid plea the night before. And he mustn't let Jealousy of another man dye his opinions, he realized. Perhaps half an hour passed, when the cabin door banged open, and ColIIshawe Col-IIshawe stepped out, Chater at his heels. "Very good, Captain," the Englishman English-man said in response to a remark Fellowes missed. "Please tell Miss Cara I'm sorry she was obliged to leave us. And 1 shall nave to ask you to muster your crew Very strict or ders. y' know. Admiral Instructs me to seize every British subject In enemy vessels." "Well. naow. sir, Jest ye cast youi eye over the men," whinnied Chater "Good, honest Federalists, every man lack ol 'em. New EngWinders. except a couple of lads nut of Long Island.'' "What about your otticers?" ColIIshawe Col-IIshawe spun on his heel, and looked straight at Fellowes. "Too, slrrab! 1 told yon In the cabin 1 had seen you before. Your name Is Fellowes, ain't It?" "Yes, Captain," Fellowes answered ' quietly. "Eoin In London, weren't you?" "My father was " "Born In London?" "My parents were to London because be-cause " "Went to Eton, eh?" "Yes, bui I don't see ColIIshawe strode over to the gangway. gang-way. "A couple of yon men op here," he called dowu to his boat's crew. And then, over bis shoulder to Chater: "I'll have to press this mull. British-horn, British-horn, and not of the type we caD encourage en-courage Id disloyalty." "But I am an American citizen," Fellowes protested. "My father was consul " ColIIshawe Ignored him. "Bundle this feller overside," he directed di-rected the two bluejackets who had swarmed the gangway. The bluejackets bad seized Fellowes Fel-lowes by either arm. and he tried to wrencb out of their grip. "Captain," he appealed to Chater, 'you'll never submit to thlsl It's barefaced kidnaping." Chater cracked his knuckles loudly, his sly twinkle belying the mournful droop assumed by his nut-cracker features. fea-tures. "Doan't, for marcy's sake, go and tight, Fellowes," be begged. " 'Twon't do ye no good." He addressed ColIIshawe Col-IIshawe direct: "1 calc'late ye kind of misunderstand. Captain. I've knaowed Fellowes for years. His father fa-ther was In London " "Immaterial to me what fetched his father to London," snapped ColIIshawe. "He's British-born. Get on with him, men." Fellowes began to struggle, but the two husky bluejackets pinioned his hands behind his back. One of thera snatched a loose coll or rope from the deck, and slipped a loop around bis waist "Over with ye, me 'earty," he said cheerfully, and gave Fellowes a shove. The Long Islander tumbled out the gangway, and skillfully checked by hla captors above, was lowered like a meal sack into the waiting quarter-boat, quarter-boat, heaving on the swell under the True Bounty's lee. A little stunned by his bumping descent de-scent Fellowes lay where he bad fallen while Collishawe dropped nimbly nim-bly into the sternsheets. The True Bounty had way on her, and was already al-ready sliding through the water; but Fellowes had a brief glimpse of tbe duenna's face, very white and worn. That is, he thought It was the duenna he saw, for the first time since putting out over Tagus bar, but he decided he must have lost his senses. For the face at the port said distinctly, with a thick tongue: "Arrah, holy saints, they've stole the poor lad clane away 1" Fellowes was durafounded, dazed by the suddenness of the Injustice which had overtaken him. A whip was lowered from the yardarm of the Badger, and he was slung through the air t.s casually as so much merchandise. merchan-dise. Collishawe, who followed him by way of the Jacob's ladder, was equally casual In manner. "Slack off this man's bonds. Mr. Curry " to an officer, who held a spyglass spy-glass under his arm "have that quar-terboat quar-terboat hauled aboard, and make sail for our station. Bosun I Clinch I Where's Clinch?" "Aye, aye, sir!" A stalwart, battered bat-tered sailor, with a Jagged scar across one cheek, rolled up, tugging at bis forelock. "Have this man mustered In able seaman draw clothing for him." But Fellowes turned desperately to Collishawe. "Look here, Captain," he exclaimed, "you've made a mistake. I'm not a British subject " "Born in London, weren't you?" "Yes, hut my father and mother both were American citizens. My father fa-ther was our consul." "Humph 1 Don't think that lets yon 'iff. However Humph 1 Got your press protection?" "'Press protection?'" Fellowes repeated re-peated thickly. "Nol Why should I carry one? I'm an Amerlcau citizen, I tell you and no common sailor. Into the bargain. I bold master's papers. Collishawe eyed him coldly. fTO BE CONTINUED. ) I IMTIE j I sin i 9 Arthur 3). 1 I jj? Copyright. 192J S ARTIf (.'It D. IIOWDEN SMITH 9 tj WNUSirvlr 8 STORY FROM THE START Upturning to America, durtnK the War ol 1812. after a succeas-ful succeas-ful voyiiKe, (.'apt. Lion Fellowes' nmrrhanl Hhlp Hiicliein la Blink on l'ortuKl by 11 Hritlah fritsatn 11.-crew 11.-crew Bun enileiH, but Kellowet reaches uliore exhauHter Ilia lift-In lift-In ave by an Knt;lih Bieakil;g irlrl who conceals her Identity Ho learns from her. however that Hho Is about to set out for i.lsbon. Fellowes (roes to Lisbon, hoping, to find a vessel America iKjurid. He meets Capt. Chater. ot the American ship True liounty an acquaintance. Chater offer him a berth ria mate. Fellowes refuses, knowing Chater Is dip-loyal dip-loyal In trading with the enemy II.) meets the lrl who saved his life, Cara Inglepln. daughter of the owner of the True liounty. Cara Induces him to sail as mate CHAPTER III Continued 4 Everyone but the duenna hastened on deck to watch the Badger come foaming down from windward. "Oh, brave," cried Cara Inglepln clapping her hands delightedly She received Fellowes' eager greet lng wllh a hint ot emburrassment utmost as If she regretted last night's kiss, he thought and continued quickly : "We are fortunate 'tis the Badgei Sometimes the blockading captains nre very severe. But Captain Col . llshawe Is a gentleman, and my fa titer's friend." " 'Crlmpln' ' Collishawe! Yes, manj Americans have called him friend 1" "Why, Lion I" There was asperity In her tone. " 'TIs vulgar, I vow! You must not speak so. You'll III commend yourself to Captain Col llshawe." "1 have no concern with Captain Collishawe," be returned, and walked . uwny, heedless of her protest. The Badger rounded to under the True Bounty's quarter. Collishawe hung in the sta'b'd mizzen rlgglng. a tall, lean man, of about Fellowes' age. handsomely uniformed, bis half-boots polished, his blue coal fitting trimly Ills mnnner was haughty as be hailed : "Ahoy! What ship's that?" "True Bounty. Cap'n Chater, from Lisbon for New York, with wine and lemons," answered Chater. "I'll send a boat aboard you," snapped Collishawe. "Have your pa pers ready." lie turned to give some order, and Miss Inglepln ran to the True Boun ty's side, waving her mantilla. "Oh, James," she cried. "Haven't you a word for me? 'TIs unmannerly, sir." He swung around. The sternness melted from his features. "Cara I What rare good fortune! I'll come aboard, myself." The Badger's boat swung overside and rowed smartly across the gap ot choppy water separating the vessels. Collishawe leaped from its gunwale to the rope-ladder Chater had ordered rigged for him, ascending Its rungs as lightly as a monkey and vaulted to the merchantman's deck with hands outstretched to Cara. Their voices, friendly, excited, clamoring together exasperated Fellowes unreasonably lie tried not to listen to them, but he couldn't very well help himself. " dispatches on the eve of our sail lng," she was saying. "Twas report ed the Grand army evacuated Moscow in October, and was torn to pieces in the retreat Napoleon, himself, barely escaped." "Great news," applauded Col llshawe. "And the Peninsula?" "Lord Wellington carries all before him. sVult is on the defensive. Your people are certain they will drive him over the Pyrenees before aututrn." "Excellent I An uphill struggle, b'gati. but the French are nigh finished. With the Russians on their backs " "But have you news for us?" she Interrupted eagerly. "Have you heard of my father?" He laughed on a keen, boyish note that Fellowes found ingratiating. "We hear from our friends. Your father does well, but is roundly abused. Your uucle diverts himself litting out privateers against us." His face clouded. "The Yankees have tricked us once more with those razees of theirs. Our ava struck to the Constitution In a tight off tbe Brazils 'TIs said the Constitution refused re-fused to close, and hammered the Java with ber long guns, i hold we are but discovering captains grown soft from righting the French." Chater fawned assent; but Cara Inglopin replied spiritedly: "No, James, you are wrong, and you do your own country no honor thereby, since we Americans are but Englishmen transplanted to another land and toying with another govern nienL ' He laughed once more at that "'Toying with anoiher government You have a lri l of Inngtn.ge. Cara "1'is so. 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