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o8 Swaggerer, scowling heavily, ‘and ener: S nothing much to laugh at.” “Still, I sees the Rune enmaslin andl Spanker; ‘give “em a rub, and cet into the chains again.’ “ T shall pitch into the sea,” growled the Swagegerer; I can’t hold on.” “ But you must, my friend.”’ “TI tell you,” cried the Swaggerer, with a ferocious glare, “that syourrare © going too far with me.’ ‘ Iley, snakes!” said Spanker, “mutiny again. Forward here, terry, and shove this brute in irons.” ‘‘ No,..don/t.do ‘that,*'sir)’?7sard* the Swageerer, humbly ; E sf I con cot myself. i beg | your pardon.” Lhe next time you forget yourselt, iy said Spanker, “TI shove you into the hold, and keep you there till we arrive at New York. Get into the chains again.” With a groan, the Swagegerer complied. Life was a weary thing to him, and yet he clung to it,aswealldo. Itisseldom so bad as to make us really wish to go over the dark border. . The Panther, the Pantaloon, and the Sneezer all cot their share of hard work, and contributed liberally towards the entertainment Spanker felt so needful. The Panther said litile, but the groans ot the Pantaloon, and the Teg eX- pressions of Dribbles were daily heard all over the ship. And all this time nothing was seen of Jack or his iriends. ‘Lhis was the hardest thing to bear. The dread of his reappearance gave the four rascals no rest of mind during the waking hours. At work their eyes were ever roaming towards the companion that led to the captain’s cabin, expecting to see the familar form rise up, and Jack’s voice announce thatthe hour of another of the gang had come. “Who will be the death ? ”’ them, one ‘The Cape, up. Then a surmise, that had lone been in next to meet was the thought that haunted. and all, PT auirestice and still Jack the 1 SiLOW rounded did not the breast of the Swagegerer, became a conviction. ‘Te s neton hoary he said. One night, when it was his watch on JACK AND HIS SEVEN FOES, deck, he crept down to the captain’s door, to sten to some talking going on there. : Slocum Kerry and Spanker were the only speakers. « Where he’s gone to, I can’t say, Spanker- was saying; ‘all I know is. that he’s paid me pretty well for what. I’ve done up to the present.” “And you've got passage-money and. work out ot them chaps,” said Kerry. “Jes so,” replied Spanker, “ and my lar£ into the bargain. Save me, what a mirthful job it is !”’ “This young chap didn’ { say you'd see him again ? ” “No; all he said was, ‘Ill come to: you again, some day, but when or where: don’t bother about. I have a task of death before me. Be sure [’ll come.’ ’” “ And so he will,” said Kerry, with an oath. “He's a lad of his word. < Lhe Swaggerer he ard the foregoing. The “Rattlesnake” was clear for a time of Jack, and he was in @ measure: afreeman. With an evil smile on his face he returned on deck. The Panther, who was also one of the watch, was leaning moodily over the bows, watching the mcon just peeping above the horizon. ‘Panther,’ he whispered, “don’t move, but listen tome. He’s gone!” “Who?” exclaimed the Panther, starting. ‘‘Has he killed one of the oth ers?” “No; he’s not here,’ said the Swag- gerer. “ All this time, while we have had the blue shakes on us, that young: tiger has not been on board.” ‘Vou think so P ” “T know so. Listen.” He told the Panther what he had overheard, but his confederate did not share his exultation. “What if he Aas gone 77 ‘‘ Tell come again.’ “Come again! Where?” af Anywhere and everywhere. some port we may touch at, or, at th hee at New York.” “Well, we won't go to-any of the ports or to New York. 3 “What will you do, then ?”’ vy} wher asked Keane, . “Tl tell you by- Sank -by; I can’t talk here.’’ After the watch was over, they went to Their bi Sane and havine first assured comilcloooks. Conn .