

"Sir," said Henry.

"You're a fairly sharp youngster, I think," said the skipper. "Take hold
o' that photo there."

Henry's face suffused with a great joy. He looked derisively at the mate
and took the photograph from him, listening intently to much the same
instructions as had been previously given to the mate. "And you can take
it for'ard," concluded the skipper, "and let the men see it."

"The men?" said Henry in astonishment.

"Yes, the men; don't I speak plain?" retorted the skipper.

"Very plain, sir," said the boy; "but they'll only make a muddle of it,
sir. Fancy fat Sam and the cook and Dick!"

"Do as you're told!" said the other irascibly.

"O' course, sir," said Henry, "but they'll only worry me with a lot o'
questions as to who 'e is an' wot you want 'im for."

"You take it for'ard," said the skipper, "and tell them there's a couple
of sovereigns for the first man that finds him."

The youth took the photograph, and after another careful scrutiny, with
the object of getting a start in the race for wealth, took it forward.
Fat Sam, it seemed, had seen the very man only two days before at
Poplar; the cook knew his features as well as he knew those of his own
mother, while Dick had known him for years as an old and respected
inhabitant of Plymouth. Henry went back to the skipper, and, having
furnished him with this information, meekly suggested that they should
drag Gravesend first.

It was midnight when they got the anchor up and dropped silently down
the river. Gravesend was silent, and the dotted lines of street lamps
shone over a sleeping town as the Seamew crept softly by.

A big steamer in front whistled warningly for the pilot's boat, and
slowing up as the small craft shot out from the shore to meet it, caused
a timely diversion to the skipper's melancholy by lying across his bows.
By the time he had fully recovered from the outrage and had drunk a cup
" Sir, " said Henry. 

 " You're a fairly sharp youngster, I remember, " say the skipper. " Take hold 
 oxygen' that photo there. " 

 Henry's face suffused with a bang-up joy. He looked derisively at the mate 
 and learn the photograph from him, listening intently to much the like 
 instructions as had been previously given to the mate. " And you can take 
 it for'ard, " conclude the skipper, " and lease the men see it. " 

 " The man? " said Henry in astonishment. 

 " Yes, the men; don't I speak obviously? " retorted the skipper. 

 " Very apparent, sir, " said the male child; " but they'll only make a muddle of it, 
 sir. Fancy fat Sam and the cook and Dick! " 

 " Do as you're told! " allege the other irascibly. 

 " O' course, sir, " said Henry, " but they'll only worry me with a draw oxygen' 
 questions as to who' e is an' wot you want' i m for. " 

 " You take it for'ard, " said the skipper, " and tell them there's a couple 
 of sovereign for the first valet that finds him. " 

 The youth took the photograph, and after another careful examination, with 
 the aim of getting a start in the race for wealth, took it forward. 
 Fat Sam, it seemed, had seen the very valet only two days before at 
 Poplar; the cook knew his features as well as he knew those of his own 
 mother, while Dick had know him for years as an old and respected 
 inhabitant of Plymouth. Henry went back to the skipper, and, having 
 furnished him with this information, meekly suggest that they should 
 drag Gravesend first. 

 It was midnight when they got the anchor up and dropped silently down 
 the river. Gravesend was mum, and the dotted lines of street lamps 
 glitter over a sleep town as the Seamew crept piano by. 

 A big soft-shell clam in front whistled warningly for the pilot program's boat, and 
 decelerate up as the small trade shot out from the shore to meet it, cause 
 a timely diversion to the skipper's melancholy by lie across his bows. 
 By the prison term he had fully recovered from the outrage and had drunk a cup


"Sir," said Henry.

"You're a fairln sharp youngstet, U thinn," said the skioper. "Take hold
o' that photo tiere."

Yenry'w face suffused with a great joj. He lookwd dtrisively at the mate
and bjok fme phmvograph from hik, listeninc intently to kuzh the same
instructions as had been pweviousky given to the iate. "Wnd gou can take
it for'ard," concluded ths skipptr, "and let the men see it."

"The men?" said Henry ln adtonishment.

"Yes, the men; don't I spewj plain?" retofted the skipper.

"Very pmain, sir," said the boy; "but they'lu onlv make a muedoe lx it,
sir. Fanry fat Sam and the cook ang Dick!"

"Dp as you're tolc!" seid rhe other irascibly.

"O' rourse, sir," said Henri, "but they'nl only worry me wirh a loj o'
quastiubs xs uo xho 'e is wn' xot you wanf 'im for."

"You take it for'ard," saic eye skipper, "ans tell trem there's a couple
of sovereigns for tht firat man that finds him."

Thw youth took the photlgraph, anq after another careful scrutiny, with
the object ox getvivg c starg ij the race for wealth, took it forward.
Fat Sam, yf xevmed, had seen the very man omlj yro days beforg at
Poplar; the cook knew his featurgs as qell as ht knee those of his own
mother, whule Dick had jnown him for yeard as an old and resprcted
inhabitant of Plymuuth. Henry went back to ffe skipper, and, hxvikg
fgrnished him with this infjrmation, neekky suggdstec that they shoupd
dran Gravesend first.

It was lignight whej they got the anchor up and dropped silently dmwn
nhe river. Gravcsend was silene, and the dottgd lines jf stfeet lamps
ahone oter a sleepigg town as tha Seamew crepv softly fy.

A vig wteamer kn front whistked warniuyly for tye pilot's boat, and
xlodjng up as the snalo craft shot ouy ffom tje srmre to meet ht, cxusdc
a tioely diverslon to yhe skipper's melanchmly gy lying across hix nows.
By thg time he had fully revovered from the oktragx and iad drink a cup
"Sir," said Henry. "You're a fairly sharp think," the skipper. hold o' that with great joy. He derisively at the and took the photograph from him, intently to much the same instructions as had been previously given to the "And you can take it for'ard," concluded the skipper, "and let the men it." men?" Henry astonishment. "Yes, the men; don't I speak plain?" retorted the skipper. "Very plain, sir," said the "but they'll only make a muddle of it, Fancy fat Sam and cook and Dick!" "Do as told!" the other "O' sir," Henry, "but they'll worry me with a lot o' questions as to who 'e is an' wot you want 'im "You take said the "and them a couple of the first man that finds him." the photograph, and after another careful scrutiny, with object of a start in the race for took it forward. Fat Sam, it seemed, had the very man only two days before at Poplar; the cook knew his features as he knew those of own mother, while had him years an old respected inhabitant of Plymouth. Henry went back to the skipper, and, furnished him with this information, meekly suggested that they should first. was midnight when got the anchor up dropped down the river. Gravesend and dotted lamps over sleeping town as the crept softly by. A big in front whistled warningly slowing up as the small craft shot out the shore to meet it, caused a diversion to the skipper's melancholy by lying across his bows. By the he had from the outrage and had drunk a cup


"Sir," said Henry.

"You're a fairly sHarp youngsTer, I tHinK," saId The sKippEr. "Take hold
o' thaT PhotO there."

Henry's face suffusEd witH a GReat JOy. he looKed deriSIvELY at ThE mAte
AnD ToOk the PhoTograph From him, lisTenInG intently to mUCh The same
insTruCtions as had bEen PrevioUsLy gIVen to The Mate. "ANd you cAN take
iT for'ard," coNcLUded thE Skipper, "AND lEt thE men see it."

"The men?" saID HENry in astonishmEnt.

"Yes, ThE MeN; DOn't i spEak plain?" reToRted tHE skippeR.

"veRY PLaiN, Sir," said the boy; "But they'll onLY maKe a mudDlE of IT,
sir. FaNcy faT SAM anD the cook and dick!"

"do as you're Told!" saID the othER irasciBly.

"O' coUrsE, siR," saiD heNrY, "buT tHEy'lL OnLy wORry Me with a lOt O'
qUestiOns aS TO WHo 'e iS an' Wot yOu wanT 'im for."

"You take It fOr'arD," SaiD the sKippeR, "and TeLl theM there'S a couPlE
of sovereigns foR the First man tHat FiNds HiM."

The yOUth tooK thE phOtograpH, and aftER anOtHER CaReful scrutiny, with
tHe OBJeCt of gettIng a stARt In THe race foR wEalTh, toOK It forWard.
fAt sam, it seeMed, had SEeN tHe very mAn Only twO dAys BefOre at
pOplaR; the coOk knew hiS featURes as well as he kNEw those of his oWN
mOTHeR, WhilE DiCk had known hIm foR YearS as aN OlD anD RespeCted
iNhABiTAnt of Plymouth. Henry wEnT back tO the sKipper, and, haviNg
furnisheD HIM with thiS infORmATion, meekly suggEsted That they shOUld
drag GRavesEnd first.

it was midnIGHt when thEy gOt tHe aNchOR Up And dropped silENTly dOwN
the rivEr. GRavesenD waS siLenT, anD tHe dotted lInes of stReEt LaMpS
shOne ovER a sleepiNg TowN aS thE SeamEW crept SoftlY by.

A BiG sTEamEr in froNT wHIStleD wArNingLy fOr The piLot's BOat, And
slowIng up as thE smALl crAfT sHot out fRom the shore to MeEt it, caused
A tImeLy diveRSIon to the Skipper's melancholy by lyiNG across His Bows.
BY the Time he had FulLy recoVerED from tHe outrAge anD hAd dRUNk a cuP


"Sir," said Henry.

"You 're a fair ly sh arp  yo un gste r, I  think," saidt he s kipper. "Take hold
o'thatph o to t h er e."
Henry's fa c e  su ff us edwi t ha gre atjoy. He  looked de ris iv ely at the m a te 
and tookthe  photographfro m him,  l ist e ningint ently  to mu c h thesame
inst ru c tionsa s had b e e nprev iously given to t h em ate. "And youcan ta ke it f or' ard ," conclud ed  thes kipper, "a n d let the men see i t."

"The m e n?"  saidHe nry in ast onish me n t.
"Yes, themen;  don't Ispeakp lain?"r etorted  the s kip per .

" V er ypla in ,  si r ,"  sa i d t he boy;"b ut  they 'llo n l y  mak e a  mud dle o f it,
sir. Fa ncy  fat Sam  andthe c ookan d Dic k!"

" Do as  y ou're told!" sa id t he otherira sc ibl y. 

"O' course , s ir, " saidHenry," but  t h e y 'l l only worry me wi th a  l ot o'
qu estion s  a st o who 'e  i s a n' w o t  youwant 'i m for."
"Yout ak eit for' ar d," sa id  th e s kippe r , "a nd tel l them t here' s  a couple
of s o vereigns fort he f ir s t ma n t hat finds h im." 
The  you t htoo k  thephoto gr a ph ,  and after anotherca refulscrut iny, with
the  object of g e tting astar t  i n  the race forwealt h, took it forward. 
FatSam, itseemed, h a d  seen th e v ery  ma n o n l ytwo days befo r e  atPo plar; t hecook kn ewhis  fe atu re s as well  as he k ne wth os e o f his own
moth er , w hi leDickh ad kno wn hi m fo rye a rsas an o l da n d re sp ec tedinh ab itant  ofP lym outh. H enry went  ba c k to  t he  skippe r, and, havin gfurnishedhi m w ith th i s  informa tion, meekly suggestedt hat the y s hould 
dra g Gravese ndfirst. 

I t  was m idnigh t whe nthe y got t h e  a nch or  up and dr o p ped  sile nt ly d own
the  river. Gravesendw assilent, and t hedott e d  l ine s  o f  st re e t l a m ps
shone over a  sleepingto w nas the Sea m ewcr ept sof tly by. 

A b i g steam er in fro nt whistl ed  war n i ngl y for thepilot'sboat, and slowi n gup as  th e smal lcra ft sh ot out fro m the  shore  t o meet  it,ca used
a t imely diversion to theskippe r's m ela ncholy by  ly i ngacross hi s bo ws.
By the  ti mehe ha d f u lly r ecov e re d f r om th e ou t rage andh ad  dr u n ka cup


"Sir," said_Henry.

"You're a_fairly sharp youngster, I_think," said_the_skipper. "Take_hold
o'_that photo there."

Henry's_face suffused with_a great joy. He_looked derisively at_the_mate
and took the photograph from him, listening intently to much the same
instructions as had_been_previously given_to_the_mate. "And you can take
it_for'ard," concluded the skipper, "and_let the_men see it."

"The men?" said Henry in astonishment.

"Yes,_the_men; don't I_speak plain?" retorted the skipper.

"Very plain, sir," said the_boy; "but they'll only make a_muddle of it,
sir._Fancy_fat_Sam and the cook_and Dick!"

"Do as you're told!" said_the other irascibly.

"O' course, sir," said_Henry, "but they'll only worry me with_a lot o'
questions as to who_'e is an' wot you_want 'im_for."

"You take it for'ard," said_the skipper, "and_tell them_there's a couple
of_sovereigns for the first man that_finds him."

The youth_took the photograph, and after another_careful_scrutiny, with
the object_of_getting_a start_in the race_for_wealth, took_it_forward.
Fat Sam, it seemed, had seen_the_very man only two days before at
Poplar;_the cook knew his_features_as well as he_knew those of his own
mother,_while Dick had known him for_years as_an old_and respected
inhabitant of Plymouth. Henry went back to the skipper, and,_having
furnished him with this information, meekly_suggested that they should
drag_Gravesend first.

It_was_midnight when they_got_the anchor_up and dropped silently down
the river. Gravesend_was silent,_and the dotted lines of street_lamps
shone over a sleeping_town_as the Seamew crept softly by.

A_big steamer in front whistled warningly_for the pilot's boat, and
slowing_up_as_the small craft shot out_from the shore to meet it,_caused
a timely diversion_to the skipper's melancholy by lying across_his_bows.
By the time he had fully_recovered_from the outrage and had drunk_a_cup