Facing the World

an inch or two shorter, and with great breadth of shoulders. He had a good-natured face, and was a general favorite on board, as

though a passenger, should be attracted to Jack. He took an

ou been a sailor

rst went to sea wh

ppen to go in t

eogee, and was out on the lake whenever I could get the chance, either in a rowboat or sailboat. I felt as much

have a s

he had money, but I guess he had precious little. At any rate, he didn't object to more. Pretty soon he fixed his eyes on our farm, and, finding that mother owned it clear, he got to coming round pretty often. I never liked him, thoug

'what do you thin

nk much of hi

ther, Jack. I have pr

he will be no father of mine. My father lies

her, wiping her eyes, 'bu

you, Jack?" asked

ng me in mean little ways, and finally I got all I could stand, and the long and short of it is that I ran away to Portsmouth, and went on a coasting voy

mother since you left home thr

me from a voyage. Poor mother! She was looking pale and thin when I saw her three we

k; when yo

and if old Bannock don't like it he

ar o

at is done, he won't make much objection to going away. Then I will

ad a mother to look out for," and Harry's fine face wore an expression of sadness.

s that,

lay up much money in going before

n ten dollars a mo

at you must bu

that's

o better yourself?" asked

say anything about it," ans

ah

of making money there, in mining or herding cattle, and I mean to leav

aptain would try to

d. He don't like

y n

ll, but I can see that he h

hat they did not notice the approach of t

chattering about?" he

but Harry faced the captai

me?" he repeated,

out home and my m

nd what were you talking about?" con

ptain Hill," said Harry, coldly. "You

es Harry had been one of the crew. It was fortunate for Jack that his temper was diverted, for, app

ad with Jack Pendleton-for this he found to be the youn

I never should take you to be

y n

alk like a wel

in school. But for my stepfather I might be there yet.

You have learned a

o be able to continue my studies. At pres

essor, took sick, and was confined for three or four weeks to his cabin. T

Mr. Vane?" asked Montgomery Clinton, who wou

houldn

common sailor,

an uncommon sailor. He

ite; but, of course, he can never be a

linton. He may be a

rning, when you were speaking with him, that his fingers

e's a good-looking

e, for one of the lo

have any distinction

put yourself on a level with those creatures th

ocratic, Mr. Clinton. You ought

ir institutions a good deal be

u, Mr. Clinton, I thought y

ften taken for an Englishman, on my honor. I don't know why it is,

taken for an Englishm

ns that are so vulgar, don't you know-

you born,

etts, not far

Sir Henry Vane, one of the royal governors of

linton; but my name happ

resting. I should think yo

supposed aristocratic lineage. Our hero treated him with good-natured toleration, but much preferred the company of Jack Pendleton, sailor as he was, though his fingers were not infrequently smeared with tar. Harry did

etite to get the better of him. Whenever that happened, it was fortunate if he drank himself into a state of stupefaction, and remained in his cabin, leaving the management of the ship to the m

toxication. All the passengers were on deck, it being a fair day. They regarded the captain with alarm, for i

e duty by the mate. The captain's roving eyes fell upo

up there, you young

t sent me,"

e captain. "I'll tea

sir," said Jack

ously, as he deliberately pointed the pistol at

. But, in spite of all, the boy would probably have fallen a victim to the drunken fury of Captain Hill. Jack himself fully understood

k, but made a bound, and dashed the weapon from the captain's hand. It was discharged but the bullet sped over the rail an

denness of the act. Then, in a voice of fury, he ex