Beadle's Dime Novels No. 208: The Ocean Outlaw — page 26: what you’re looking at

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28 THE OCEAN OUTLAW. creeping carefully up the hill, behind which the other hat disappeared. On gaining the summit, he looked down and saw, but a few rods before him, the captain, busily engaged in scraping out a hole in the sand, evidently for the reception of a small bag that lay by his side. “Se that is what you are up to, Stephen, is it?’ said Rollins, to himself. ‘* Well, well, my boy, we will stop that trade of yours, I don’t think you will appropriate much more money that belongs tothecompany. AnJlifl don’t fill your berth on board before long, I will wonder. But I had better be creeping back, or I shall be on the way to the devil’s headquarters shortly,” Without disturbing Granger, Rollins slipped quietly down the hill and regained the boat, where he had fall time to communicate what he had seen before he was joined by the captain, who briefly ordered them to return to their schooner. *~ * . o * . It is well known that many of the small, uninhabited islands comprising the West India group, for a long time formed the favorite retreat of the buccaneers, who were so long the terror of the seas in that part of the world. There, secure from the eye of man, they would conceal their ill-gotten wealth, and hold their demon-like carousals unseen and uninterrupted. To one of these islands, situ- ated near the southern coust of Cuba, we must follow the little schooner, commanded by Captain Granger. It was a bright moonlight night, that the “ Catch-me-if-you-can” —(for so Granger's vessel was called)—was standing alon under easy sail, close under the western shore of the is- land befure-mentioned, whose surface, overgrown with lofiy trees and interwoven with bushes and rank vegeta. tion, presented an unalluring aspect to any save those who wished to hide from the companionship of their fellow- human beings. For the next half-hour the schooner kept on _ course, gradually approaching nearer the shore, a deep, narrow arm of the sea appeared, that, at a first glunce, would have been mistaken for the mouth of a river. connielooolks . — ae “com,