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Argosy All-Story Weekly, Vol. 124, No. 3 — page 190: what you’re looking at

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Fk Pa fle fae ‘T HE first of C. J. Cutcliffe Hyne’s series of stories detailing the adventures of ** "Teach: Pirate De Luxe,’” was printed in the ALL-SToRY WEEKLY, issue of May 22. One will appear in each of our issues throughout the summer months. While each story is complete in itself, all are concerned with the adventures of that likable blackguard, Captain Teach — descendant of the notorious pirate Blackbeard—and charming Mary Anncliffe. XIV—THE CHINESE = HEY don’t steam away,” said Teach, ‘‘ because I have got some essential part of the machinery of each on board the Littondale here—cylin- der-heads mostly. They don’t do any dash- ing escapes in their boats because I’ve left them no boats. They don’t squawl by wireless, because I’ve dumped all their wire- less tackle over into the ditch. ; “ One genius certainly did start to catch seagulls and set up a sort of pigeon-post, but I hanged him—or rather our Mr. Pickles. did—and that branch of enterprise seems to have dropped., Now what do you think of it?” , “Might give me a match,” said Lord Raisghyll. | “T’ve French ships there, Danish, Span- ish, American, and British. But they’re mainly Red Ensign. I might have had Chinese, but the only Chink I chased thought she could get away, so I had to sink her.” ‘About two dozen all told?” his lord- ship mumbled between puffs at a cigarette that was rolled too tight. “Thirty-one. Mostly big ships with val- uable cargoes. I never did fancy gambling for coppers, Raisghyll.” ‘No, you’d always expensive tastes. I bet you a dinner once about something at Brown’s, and lost. You ordered it. The blessed feed cost me fifteen pounds a head.” ‘Why kick? You could afford it, and it was a jolly good dinner. It was a heap better meal than you’ve brains or taste to order for yourself. Lord, man! Don’t those ships look a pack of fools all strung head and tail in two rows, like a lot of horses going to a fair?” a ‘ Yes, you’ve a pretty wit in plfracy. Got it from Great-grandpapa Blackbeard, 504 Digitized by (Go gle — Original from C00) CLONONO) KSn ClO = THE OHIO STATE UNIVERSITY