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all a beautiful armchair for mother in “Where are we?” I asked. the bar. He had found her a boy as "Bristol," said Tom. "Get down.” an apprentice also, so that she should Mr. Trelawney had taken up his 50 not want help while I was gone. residence at an inn far down the

It was on seeing that boy that I docks, to superintend the work upon understood, for the first time, my the schooner. Thither we had now to situation. I had thought up to that walk, and our way, to my great demoment of the adventures before me, light lay along the quays and beside

not at all of the home that I was leav- the great multitude of ships of all 10 ing; and now, at sight of this clumsy sizes and rigs and nations. In one,

stranger, who was to stay here in my sailors were singing at their work; in place beside my mother, I had my another, there were men aloft, high first attack of tears. I am afraid I over my head, hanging to threads that 60 led that boy a dog's life; for as he was seemed no thicker than a spider's. new to the work, I had a hundred Though I had lived by the shore all opportunities of setting him right and my life, I seemed never to have been putting him down, and I was not slow near the sea till then. The smell of to profit by them.

the tar and salt was something new. The night passed, and the next day, I saw the most wonderful figureheads, 20 after dinner, Redruth and I were that had been far over the ocean. I

afoot again, and on the road. I said saw, besides, many old sailors, with good-by to mother and the coverings in their ears, and whiskers where I had lived since I was born, curled in ringlets, and tarry pigtails, 70 and the dear old "Admiral Benbow" and their swaggering, clumsy sea-since he was repainted, no longer walk; and if I had seen as many kings quite so dear. One of my last thoughts or archbishops I could not have been was of the captain, who had so often more delighted. strode along the beach with his cocked And I was going to sea myself; to

hat, his saber-cut cheek, and his old sea in a schooner, with a piping boat30 brass telescope. Next moment we swain, and pigtailed, singing seamen;

had turned the corner, and my home to sea bound for an unknown island, was out of sight.

and to seek for buried treasures! The mail picked us up about dusk While I was still in this delightful 80 at the “Royal George” on the heath. dream, we came suddenly in front of I was wedged in between Redruth and a large inn, and met Squire Trelawney, a stout old gentleman, and in spite of all dressed out like a sea-officer, in the swift motion and the cold night stout blue cloth, coming out of the air, I must have dozed a great deal door with a smile on his face, and a

from the very first, and then slept capital imitation of a sailor's walk. 40 like a log up hill and down dale "Here you are,” he cried, "and the

through stage after stage; for when I doctor came last night from London. was awakened, at last, it was by a Bravo! The ship's company compunch in the ribs, and I opened my plete!” eyes, to find that we were standing “Oh, sir,” cried I, “when do we still before a large building in a city sail?” street, and that the day had already “Sail!"

"We sail tobroken a long time.


says he.


taken a fear in my mind that he might

prove to be the very one-legged sailor AT THE SIGN OF THE “SPYGLASS"

whom I had watched for so long at When I had done breakfasting, the the old “Benbow.” But one look at 50 squire gave me a note addressed to the man before me was enough. I John Silver, at the sign of the "Spy- had seen the captain, and Black Dog, glass,” and told me I should easily

and the blind man Pew, and I thought find the place by following the line

I knew what a buccaneer was like-a of the docks, and keeping a bright very different creature, according to lookout for a little tavern with a large me, from this clean and pleasantbrass telescope for sign. I set off, tempered landlord.

overjoyed at this opportunity to see I plucked up courage at once, 10 more of the ships and seamen, and crossed the threshold, and walked

picked my way among a great crowd right up to the man where he stood, 60 of people and carts and bales, for the propped on his crutch, talking to a dock was now at its busiest, until I customer. found the tavern in question.

"Mr. Silver, sir?” I asked, holding It was a bright enough little place out the note. of entertainment. The sign was newly “Yes, my lad,” said he; “such is my painted; the windows had neat red name, to be sure. And who may you curtains; the floor was cleanly sanded. be?” And then as he saw the squire's

There was a street on either side, and letter, he seemed to me to give some20 an open door on both, which made thing almost like a start.

the large, low room pretty clear to “Oh!” said he, quite loud, and 70 see in, in spite of clouds of tobacco offering his hand, “I see. smoke.

our new cabin-boy; pleased I am to The customers were mostly seafar- see you.' ing men; and they talked so loudly And he took my hand in his large, that I hung at the door, almost afraid to enter.

Just then one of the customers at As I was waiting, a man came out the far side rose suddenly and made of a side room, and, at a glance, I for the door. It was close by him, 30 was sure he must be Long John. His and he was out in the street in a

left leg was cut off close by the hip, moment. But his hurry had attracted 80 and under the left shoulder he carried my notice and I recognized him at a a crutch, which he managed with glance. It was the tallow-faced man, wonderful dexterity, hopping about wanting two fingers, who had come upon it like a bird. He was very tall first to the “Admiral Benbow.” and strong, with a face as big as a “Oh,” I cried, “stop him! it's ham-plain and pale, but intelligent Black Dog!" and smiling. Indeed, he seemed in "I don't care two coppers who he

the most cheerful spirits, whistling is,” cried Silver. “But he hasn't 40 as he moved about among the tables, paid his score. Harry, run and catch

with a merry word or a slap on the him.” shoulder for the more favored of his One of the others who was nearest guests.

the door leaped up, and started in Now, to tell you the truth, from pursuit. the very first mention of Long John "If he were Admiral Hawke he in Squire Trelawney's letter, I had shall pay his score,” cried Silver; and

You are

firm grasp.


up here.”



then, relinquishing my hand—“Who And then, as Morgan rolled back did you say he was?” he asked. to his seat, Silver added to me in a “Black what?”

confidential whisper, that was very 50 “Dog, sir,” said I. "Has Mr. flattering, as I thought: Trelawney not told you of the buc- “He's quite an honest man, Tom caneers? He was one of them.” Morgan, on’y stupid. And now,”

"So?” cried Silver. “In my house! he ran on again, aloud, “let's see Ben, run and help Harry. One of Black Dog? Ņo, I don't know the

those swabs, was he? Was that you name, not I. Yet I kind of think 10 drinking with him, Morgan? Step I'veyes, I've seen the swab. He

used to come here with a blind beggar, The man whom he called Morgan, he used.” an old, gray-haired, mahogany-faced “That he did, you may be sure, sailor-came forward pretty sheep- said I, "I knew that blind man, too. ishly, rolling his quid.

His name was Pew.” “Now, Morgan," said Long John, “It was!" cried Silver, now quite very sternly, "you never clapped your excited. “Pew! That were his name eyes on that Black-Black Dog be- for certain. Ah, he looked a shark, fore, did you, now?"

he did! If we run down this Black “Not I, sir," said Morgan, with a Dog, now, there'll be news for Cap'n salute.

Trelawney! Ben's a good runner; "You didn't know his name, did few seamen run better than Ben. He you?”

should run him down, hand over hand, 70 "No, sir."

by the powers! He talked o' keel"By the powers, Tom Morgan, it's hauling, did he? I'll keel-haul him!” as good for you!" exclaimed the land- All the time he was jerking out lord. "If you had been mixed up these phrases he was stumping up with the like of that, you would and down the tavern on his crutch,

never have put another foot in my slapping tables with his hand, and 30 house, you may lay to that. And giving such a show of excitement as what was he saying to you?”

would have convinced an Old Bailey "I don't rightly know, sir,” an- judge or a Bow Street runner. My swered Morgan.

suspicions had been thoroughly re- su “Do you call that a head on your awakened on finding Black Dog at the shoulders, or a blessed dead-eye?" "Spyglass," and I watched the cook cried Long John. “Don't rightly narrowly. But he was too deep, and know, don't you! Perhaps you don't too ready, and too clever for me, and happen to rightly know who you was by the time the two men had come

speaking to, perhaps? Come now, back out of breath, and confessed 40 what was he jawing-v’yages, cap'ns, that they had lost the track in a ships? Pipe up! What was it?" crowd, and been scolded like thieves,

"We was a-talking of keel-haul- I would have gone bail for the innoing," answered Morgan.

cence of Long John Silver. "Keel-hauling, was you? And a “See here, now, Hawkins," said he, mighty suitable thing, too, and you “here's a blessed hard thing on may lay to that. Get back to your man like me, now, ain't it? There's place for a lubber, Tom.”



78. Old Balley, the principal criminal court of London.

79. Bow Street runner, a London policeman; or, more 42. keel-hauling, hauling a person to be punished under specifically, one of eight famous officers of Bow Street the keel with ropes.


Cap'n Trelawney-what's he to think? that so heartily that, though I did not
Here I have this confounded son of a see the joke as he did, I was again 50
Dutchman sitting in my own house, obliged to join him in his mirth.
drinking of my own rum! Here you

On our little walk along the quays, comes and tells me of it plain; and he made himself the most interesting here I let him give us all the slip companion, telling me about the before my blessed dead-lights! Now, different ships that we passed by, Hawkins, you do me justice with the their rig, tonnage, and nationality,

cap'n. You're a lad, you are, but explaining the work that was going 10 you’re as smart as paint. I see that forward-how one

forward-how one was discharging, when you first came in. Now, here another taking in cargo, and a third it is: What could I do, with this old making ready for sea; and every now 60 timber I hobble on? When I was an and then telling me some little anecA B master mariner I'd have come dote of ships or seamen, or repeating up alongside of him, hand over hand, a nautical phrase till I had learned and broached him to in a brace of old it perfectly. I began to see that here shakes, I would; but now,”

was one of the best of possible shipAnd then, all of a sudden, he mates. stopped, and his jaw dropped as When we got to the inn, the squire 20 though he had remembered some- and Dr. Livesey were seated together, thing.

finishing a quart of ale with a toast “The score," he burst out. “Three in it, before they should go aboard 70 goes o'rum! Why, shiver my tim- the schooner on a visit of inspection. bers, if I hadn't forgotten my score!" Long John told the story from first

And, falling on a bench, he laughed to last, with a great deal of spirit and until the tears ran down his cheeks.

the most perfect truth. “That was how I could not help joining; and we it were, now, weren't it, Hawkins?” laughed together, peal after peal, he would say, now and again, and I until the tavern rang again.

could always bear him entirely out. “Why, what a precious old sea- The two gentlemen regretted that calf I am!” he said, at last wiping Black Dog had got away; but we all his cheeks. “You and me should get agreed there was nothing to be done, 80 on well, Hawkins, for I'll take my and after he had been complimented, davy I should be rated ship's boy. Long John took up his crutch and But, come now, stand by to go about. departed. This won't do. Dooty is dooty, "All hands aboard by four this messmates. I'll put on my old cocked afternoon,” shouted the squire after hat and step along of you to Cap'n him.

Trelawney, and report this here affair. Aye, aye, sir,” cried the cook, in 40 For, mind you, it's serious, young

the passage. Hawkins; and neither you nor me's “Well, squire,” said Dr. Livesey, "I come out of it with what I should don't put much faith in your dis- 90 make so bold as to call credit. Nor coveries, as a general thing; but I . you neither, says you; not smart- will say this, John Silver suits me. none of the pair of us smart. But “The man's a perfect trump," dedash my buttons! that was a good clared the squire. 'un about my score.

"And now," added the doctor, "Jim And he began to laugh again, and

may come on board with us, may he 14. A B, able-bodied seaman. 34. davy, affidavit.



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“To be sure he may," says squire. “Possibly, sir, you may not like “Take your hat, Hawkins, and we'll your employer, either?” says the see the ship.”

squire. But here Dr. Livesey cut in.

“Stay a bit,” said he, “stay a bit. CHAPTER IX

No use of such questions as that but 50

produce ill-feeling. The captain POWDER AND ARMS

has said too much or he has said too The Hispaniola lay some way out, little, and I'm bound to say that I and we went under the figureheads require an explanation of his words. and round the sterns of many other You don't, you say, like this cruise. ships, and their cables sometimes Now, why?” grated underneath our keel, and “I was engaged, sir,

sometimes swung above us. At last, call sealed orders, to sail this ship 10 however, we got alongside, and were for that gentleman where he should

met and saluted as we stepped aboard bid me," said the captain. “So far so 60 by the mate, Mr. Arrow, a brown old good. But now I find that every sailor, with earrings in his ears and man before the mast knows more than a squint. He and the squire were I do. I don't call that fair, now, do very thick and friendly, but I soon you?” observed that things were not the "No," said Dr. Livesey, "I don't." same between Mr. Trelawney and “Next,” said the captain, “I learn the captain.

we are going after treasure-hear it This last was a sharp-looking man, from my own hands, mind you. Now, 20 who seemed angry with everything treasure is ticklish work; I don't like on board, and was soon to tell us why, treasure voyages

any account; 70 for we had hardly got down into the and I don't like them, above all, when cabin when a sailor followed us. they are secret, and when (begging

"Captain Smollett, sir, axing to your pardon, Mr. Trelawney) the speak with you," said he.

secret has been told to the parrot." "I am always at the captain's "Silver's parrot?" asked the squire. orders. Show him in,” said the squire. "It's a way of speaking," said the

The captain, who was close behind captain. “Blabbed, I mean. It's my his messenger, entered at once, and belief neither of you gentlemen know 30 shut the door behind him.

what you are about; but I'll tell you “Well, Captain Smollett, what have my way of it—life or death, and a so you to say? All well, I hope; all ship close run." shape and seaworthy?"

“That is all clear, and, I daresay, "Well, sir," said the captain, "better true enough," replied Dr. Livesey. speak plain, I believe, even at the risk “We take the risk; but we are not so of offense. I don't like this cruise; ignorant as you believe us. Next, I don't like the men; and I don't like

you say you don't like the crew. my officer. That's short and sweet." Are they not good seamen?”

"Perhaps, sir, you don't like the "I don't like them, sir," returned 40 ship?” inquired the squire, very an- Captain Smollett. "And I think I gry, as I could see.

should have had the choosing of my 90 "I can't speak as to that, sir, not own hands, if you go to that." having seen her tried,” said the cap- "Perhaps you should,” replied the tain. “She seems clever craft; doctor.

doctor. “My friend should, perhaps, more I can't say.”

have taken you along with him; but



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