Argosy All-Story Weekly, Vol. 123, No. 3 — page 59: what you’re looking at

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TEACH: PIRATE DE LUXE. ‘““So the Littormdale’s near here, is she, mister? And you. offer £5000 cash down and se bills nor nothing like that for a cast across? Well, Captain Teach, I don’t hold with pirates, and never did and never shall.” “And you a_sheep-stedler, George,” Lord Raisghyll cut in. ‘“‘ How unneigh- borly!”’ “You shut up, mister, aud. let me talk to the dark ent. I don’t hold with pirates, being a sailorman now, and a farmer only occasionally. But I’m going to give you a -lift now you ask me for one, and. here’s the reason why: Here’s us on the Mary Crook- | acre, joined wp for the duration at the word ‘ go,’ and done what we could mine- sweeping, and let me tell you that’s no kid’s job. Very well, mister.. I’m not kicking, and wear a medal, as yoursee. It was nec-. essary, and we done our whack. ‘“‘ Next we was demobbed, and was due for a gratuity, which is still owmg. But we being government navy, and not plain trawier-man, earned about one-tenth what the trawlers did during the war. “ Well, being demobbed, we needed re- pairs— You’d have thought we'd been let get ’em first. Nothing in it, niister. ‘“‘ Peace had been fixed up and the U- boats moored in Scapa, bat. the govern- ment Navy didn’t know it. So it was carry on, full-speed ahead, with their new navy cortstruction, afid the trawler repairs. could go to hell. There was graft somewhere, of course, and somebody was getting a stiff bit out of those government navy repairs, and could expect nothing out of ours.” “That’s all likely enough,” Teach ad- mitted. 7 ; “‘ Quite so, mister. Well, I want to see those grafters shifted, and as it seems, Captain Teach, you’re giving them annoy- u ’ Teach, Mr. ws 341 ance over this Irish foolery you’ve started, I’m open to help you when you want, theugh I tell you again, that piracy, which is what you’re really after, I’ve no use for whatever. To my mind, it isn’t a business respectable brought-up people should touch. “So that fixes you up, Captain Teach— or Admiral, if you wish it, and are so quali- fied. But it’s really Mr. Dick here I’ve got a friendlmess for, though he’ll have forgotten me.”’ ‘““The devil!” said Lord Raisghyll, ‘I thought I knew your voice. Why, George, you rotten old poacher, there’s no mistaking those sweet Hubberhome tones, though I couldn’t fix which of you it was at first. “Lerd! How long ago was it you gave over pinching the guv’nor’s grouse, and wemt away to mend your habits at sea? I’m glad you cleared when you did. Sheep stealing got very prevalent in the dale after you left, and. there was a nasty feeling about amongst the farmers. You seem to have flourished.” | “ She’s my trawler, Mr. Dick, and I’ve a bit put by in the bank ashwre besides. May I ask if you are—er—in business with this ’ere Admiral Teach? You was always a wild young devil, Mr. Dick. That’s why we who know you say you’re the only man in the cabinet we can trust. We always know you go ahead your own way—which Is straight—and don’t care for atrybody. “It puzzled me a bit, of course, to find you with this Captain—or is it Admiral? — Dick. But I’m clean sure you’re doing what’s right. You aren’t one of those politicians. “ Well, let’s fet down to the boat and be off to the Mary Crookacre. I’ve got a bottle of gi on beard, which I fancy will be welcome.” U PLEASURES OF HOPE BY CAMPBELL WHY do these cliffs of shadowy tint appear . More sweet than ‘all the landscape smiling near? Tis distance lends enchantment to the view, And robes the mountains in its azure hue. €, MUKCLOOO Ze) (A) Original frory OS STATE ING (Oh A, CO© mm iil \