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Arthur D. Howdsi Smith
Author of PORTO BELLO GOLD. Etc.
fp. hv Brentano’s ) WNT) Service
THE STORY
CHAPTER I.—Harry Ormerod, pro
-crH l traitor to Kin# Georgre as a
Stuart partisan, returning from France
to London, rescues Alderman Robert
juggins from a band of assassins. Jug
gio- proves to be the grandson of a
*, n , i steward of Ormerod's father, to
u) os itiggins feels himself indebted
Ortiiet 'l tolls Juggins he has aban
,j(jrUu the Stuart cause.
Cl I \ PTKH 11 —Juggins tells Or
mer( li ot a Jacobite plot in the Amerl
can ~o | ,,nies to weaken England by
f ( ,ru irding French interests. Their
Him the return of King James to the
j. , giish throne At its head is one
Andrew Murray, a Scotsman, and a
Frenchman, He Veulle, deadly enemy
( ,f Orniorod. The two are in London
furthering their schemes. Ormerod
S( ms th' to.. Anticipating the plotters’
enr'y return to America, Juggins ar
range'- for Ormerod to go there with
let'.’t, to Governor Burnet, friend of
jug-ins. and work to foil Murray
“No, your lordships,” admitted Jug-
Kius reluctantly.
“Then further talk Is fruitless,” he
went ou, while his colleagues nodded
their sleepy assent, “We are agreed
that there seems to be some difference
of opinion concerning this measure.
Were it not for the fact that his maj
esty's governor of New York appears
to favor the bill, we should consider
tiie case made out against it unanswer
able. But in view of Governor Bur
net's approval we are resolved that
the matter shall be referred back to
him with a request for a full repori
upon the issues raised, and pending
the receipt of this report and a de
vision being reached his majesty’s gov
ernment will not take action in the
premises. What is the next case for
consideration?”
The petitioners, much gratified
flocked around Murray and his ape
like servant, and 1 followed Master
Juggins from the chamber and out into j
Whitehall.
“What will happen next?” 1 asked.
“If 1 know Governor Burnet as welt
as 1 think I do, Murray and his French
friends will draw slight comfort from
their triumph today. Remember he is
three thousand miles from London and
therefore able to think for himself. ;
With you to help him—”
T felt something brush against my
coat sleeve and looked around. I had
Just time to see the back of a gaudy
red coat and a woolly black head
crowned by an ornate cocked hat, dis
appearing in the crowd.
"Do you see?” I said.
“Aye,” responded .Juggins grimly; “1
might have known it. Well, ’tis a les
son in time. We will not forget it.”
We turned from Whitehall into the
crowded Strand.
“Murray will figure that this delay
gives him time to bribe and buy his
will, either in Governor Burnet’s coun
cil or in the government here,” con
tinued Master Juggins. “At the worst
he will think that he should be able
to withstand the law’s execution for
several years, and in that time much
may be done —aye, much may be done,
and in .more than one way,” he con
cluded grimly.
“Then doubtless Murray will send
at once a swift messenger to New York
so that his friends may set to work
In his interest,” I suggested.
Juggins stopped abruptly in the cen
ter of the footway.
“No, he will go himself. ’Tis too im
portant for trusting to another. Thai
was well thought of, Master Harry.
We must not let him get ahead of us.
You must sail on the first passage
available. Do you follow me?”
And he started off as fast as his
tegs could carry him, bumping and
prodding his person against all who
did not move from his path.
"Whither are we bound now?” I
Panted.
“To Master Lloyd’s coffee house,
w here the shipowners resort for trade,
shall find news of the sailings
there.”
Many men stood on the cobbles out
side Lloyd’s talking. The coffee
r oom and taproom also were filled,
faster Juggins pushed his way
through the shifting groups until he
reached a burly, stout man who sat
by himself at a table, sucking fragrant
Mocha from a bowl.
And what will you ha’, Bob Jug
na •” demanded the burly man in a
sulky voice.
A good afternoon to you, Tom Jen
klns,” returned Juggins. “How are
filing to the Western Plantations?”
“Aineriky ?”
Aye, New York province.”
ike burly man consulted hia record
hook.
We ha’ the ship New Venture, Ab
b°t, master, sailing from Greenwich
of the week. What’s your
cargo?”
“ Tis not cargo, but a man I would
send on her.”
1 fear me she’s full up, Bob. But
yesterday we sold four places on her
-and she hath limited quarters for
Passengers.”
Muggins threw me a humorous glance.
81l be bound ’tis Master Murray of
ew York she’a to carry,” he de
clared.
by, that’s true,” admitted Jer»-
aa. “And some Frenchy, a friend o’
bis.’*
4 forgot my role of ’prentice lad, and
8 uved myself across the table.
Not De Veulle? The Chevalier de
v ®ulle?” i challenged him.
J-ukins looked at me with mingled
amusement and Indignation.
fJ^h 10 i y ° Ur green lad that hankers
glns the Frenchies so? ” he ask «d Jug-
My master sent me spinning to the
tloor.
“Mind your place boy,” he rebuked
me.
Then he continued half-apologetical
ly to Master Jenkins—
“ This De Veuile put a slight upon
me before the lords of trade, and the
lad- -’tis a good youth and devoted,
though frtsh come out of Dorset, as
you may see was most indignant on
my behalf. And now about the pas
-.. Le. r!i pay well. Sure, you cun
a ways find room for an extra man on
shipi/oard.”
“What will you pay?”
“Three guineas.”
“Four,” countered Jenkins In a
monotonous tone.
Juggins drew the coins from a purse
and clinked them on the table.
' And is it De Veulle sails with’ Mur
ray?”
Aye; he goes on some government
mission for Canada.”
“But why does he not sail from
Havre In a French ship for Quebec?
"The St. Lawrence is frozen There
will be no French ships for Canada
for two months yet.”
Juggins pursed his lips in that
quaint gesture of a whistle which was
a characteristic trait.
“They use our goods,” he muttered,
"they use our rivers, our trading posts,
our people, the tribes which are friend
ly to us —and now they use our ships.”
“Often, admitted Jenkins disinter
estedly. “Since the Peace of Utrecht
we ha’ done a sight o’ shipping busi
ness with tiie Frenchies.”
“ ’Tis to our shame,” declared Mas
ter Juggins roundly.
“Why, ’tis business,” answered Jen
kins with his first show of interest.
“Show me u heathen, let alone a
Frenchy, will pay a farthing more
than on Englishman, and I’ll show you
a better customer. Trade is trade,
Leave politics to governments. If I
make not my own living, will the gen
try at Westminster carry my debts?
I think not.”
Juggins swelled with indignation.
“God help England when men like
you come to rule it, Toni Jenkins!” he
declared. “Good afternoon to you.
“One moment,” interposed Jenkins.
“You ha’ not given me the name of
my passenger.”
“ ’Tis tliis youth here.”
“He who hath the interest in the
Frenchy?” responded Jenkins. “Well,
lad, keep your bauds off him, despite
iiis insults to your master. And what's
your name?”
“ ’Tis Juggins," interposed my mas
ter. “The lad is ; cousin once re
moved lie goes to seek employment
in the New world. To tell the truth,
though strong and willing,, lie is not
overburdened with wits But he can
swing an ax ffs well as anyone, and his
muscles should bring him good hire
on some wilderness farm.’’
“Aye.” agreed Master Jenkins tone
lessly.
In the street Juggins turned upon
me indignantly.
“Would you ruin us, Master H. rry
he demanded. “Zooks, you were okt
to plunge yourself into trouble by ycai
forward manner! I’ll wager Jenkins
is wondering now whether you are a
criminal or only a half-wit. Why d:d
you flare up over this De Veulle?”
“Because 1 know him and I hat.
him,” I answered doggedly.
“Why? What hath he done?”
“He is one of the gallants of th
court in Paris. He came out of Cun
ada some three years ago, and mud
a reputation for gambling, flcklenes
and daredeviltry of all kinds, but one*
in the Toison,d’Or I heard him siui
the poor young man I then served.”
“James?”
“I called him King James In those
days,” 1 answered. “Yes, De Veulle
was mocking tiie petty motley of our
exiled court. ‘What is this king but a
puppet figure for us to dandle in Eng
land’s face?’ he said. ’Andwhat are
his courtiers but other puppets to
dress the show?’ ,
“His toadies all latigl “d.
“ ‘And the most comical thing of
all,’ ended De Veulle, is to think of
this puppet king, with a puppet court,
ruling over a puppet England while
France [Hills the strings —as will sure
ly happen some day.’
“It was then I knocked him out of
his clialr.”
Master Juggins ■ gripped mie by the
hand with a warmth that surprised me.
“Good lad !” he exclaimed. “1 would
have done It myself!”
“What? You are no Jacobite!”
“I am no Jacobite," he replied In
some confusion, “but no more were
you a Jucoblte when you struck him.
’Twas for England, Master Harry;
and a man’s country means more than
any king that ever ruled. But what
came after?”
“We fought in the upper room of the
Toison d’Or—De Veulle and I and a
friend of his and my friend. My friend
was badly wounded: ’
“And you?”
“I disarmed my opponent. I dis
armed him several times. When we
THE TRUE CITIZEN, SATURDAY, OCTOBER 30, 1926
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begat; at "eiicc j found lie knew l;.it
of the small swo. u remember, he had
been brought up in Canada —and
’twouid not have been pretty to slay
a man so at my mercy. Also, to treat
him as I did was more humiliating to
his pride than death.”
“You did well. Master Harry. But
granny will be awaiting us We must
hasten.”
He walked in silence until we had
reached the house in Holborn.
“How comes De Veulle in London?”
he asked suddenly as we climbed the
stairs.
“He was in some trouble in Paris —
what, i know not. The rumor was that
he was ordered into exile. But if he
sails for Canada, as Master Jenkins
says—”
“And on the same ship with Mur
ray,” interposed Juggins excitedly,
“after appearing In Murray’s behalf
this afternoon —”
“ —then there may be more to his
enterprise than the mere punishment
of exile from the court,” I concluded
“’Tis so!” exclaimed Juggins. “Be
yond doubt ’tis so. And mayhap De
Veulle will recognize you.”
“Do you think ‘my father’s son will
draw back on such excuse at this
hour?” I said.
He laughed ruefully, and raised his
hail for granny.
“Ho, Goody! Here are two hungry
forest-runners will eat your kitchen
bare.”
Granny tripped into the hall, a mug
of bitter ale in either hand.
“I heard what: you said, and Master
Harry’s answer,” she rebuked him.
“Think shame on yourself, Robert, to
hint that he would hesitate before
peril —and you sending him into it,
too,” she added somewhat illogically,
I thought. “Now, do both of you drain
these. 'Twill wash the taste of the
streets and taverns from your mouths.”
We obeyed her.
“And what luck did you have?” she
demanded next.
“He leaves us Saturday,” said Jug
gins simply.
She cried out.
“So soon ! Must it be, Robert? Sure,
the lad should have some respite from
toil and fear!”
“If he is to go, he must go then,"
rejoined Juggins. “ ’Twas because I
felt as you did that I said what you
heard, granny.”
“And ’twas because he had a sound
heart in him that he answered as he
did,” site snapped. “If he is to go, he
should go, l dare say; and the greater
the peril, the greater the reward.
Have you done aught toward securing
Master Harry’s equipment?"
He went to the cupboard, from
which he procured a bundle of rolled
cloths. Layer after layer was un
wound, and Anally he drew from the
wrappings a gun such as I had never
seen before. Lt was long In tiie bar
rel. well-stocked, yet very light and
handy*
“You may exclaim over it, Master
Harry,” remarked Juggins as he sur
rendered it into my admiring hands;
“but you can have no idea of its value
until you have seen lt tested in the
great forests, where a man’s life de
pends upon the swiftness and accuracy
with which he can shoot. I learned
that in my own youth, and so when I
returned to London I had tlris gun
made for me by the king’s own gun
smith. after plans I drew for him.
"There is none other like lt.”
“And it Is for me?” I asked, de
lighted as a child with a new toy.
“What better use could it have?”
he replied. “Oh, yes; and these go
with It."
He brought from the same cupboard
I ghot-pouch of beaded deerskin and
a powder-horn, ornamented with dull
silver that would not catch the light.
Also a b It of hide from which there
hung in sheaths a delicately b ’..need
hatchet and a long, broad-bladed knife.
“These you will discover no less use
ful than the gun.” he explained, draw
ing the weapons from their coverings.
“This which you call a hatchet Is the
tomahawk of the Indians, used for
fighting at close quarters and for
throwing. This other is the scalping
knife, and a deadly blade lt Is, too.
You will feel them strange at first, but
among my friends In New York there
Is a Dutchman named Corlaer who
will Instruct you in the ways of the
wilderness.”
“You shall have letters to Governor
Burnet himself, whom I met before he
went overseas, and to Master Cadwal
ader Colden, the governor’s surveyor
general and a member of his council,
a fine, loyal gentleman with whom I
have had some correspondence.
CHAPTER 111
The Fifth Passenger
Granny Juggins drew my face down
to a level with her puckered old lips.
“God preserve you, Master Harry.
No, I an* not weeping. ’Tis— No mat
ter. Remember always that so long as
my heart beats there is room In it for
you—and forget not that your mother
would be hungry for pride in you if
she were but with us."
She kissed me tenderly.
“I am an old woman. Master Harry,”
•he said, “and I may not live to see
It; but the day will come when you
will be no longer a fugitive from Jus
tice. So be not disheartened.”
“And how could I be disheartened,”
I demanded, as I set her down,-“with
two friends such as I may boast of?”
There was a mist before my eyes,
and I was not sorry when Juggins
broke in upon our farewells.
“Aye, John Waterman will be wait
ing us at the Temple stairs, and we
have little time to spare if we are to
get aboard before the other passengers.
This De Veulle would recognize you.
I fear, even in this disguise.”
* I could not forbear a grimace at the
reference to my get-up, a linsey-wool
sey shirt, with homespun jacket and
brer lies and a bobbed scratch-wig,
the whole designed to give me a rustic
appearance, which there caD be no
doubt that lt did.
“Never mind. Master Hurry,” ad
monished Juggins as he clapped an
ugly beaver of ancient style upon my
head. “In New York you will rig your
self in forest-runner’s garb, and for
get that you ever played the bumpkin.
Give granny a last kiss, and —”
She flew r at me, light as a bird; her
arms clasped momentarily about my
neck ; I felt her kiss on my cheek; and
then she was gone from the room. I
may as w r ell say here that I never saw
her again, although many a night as 1
lay under the stars l was to remem
ber her quaint ways' her sweet, shrill
voice and loving smile.
But I had no opportunity for such
thoughts as Juggins and I hurried
through the streets toward the river,
where a wherry was awaiting us. All
the way he kept up a running fire of
last-minute advice and instructions.
“Guard well the letters I have given
you. tiie one to Corlaer no less than
those to Governor Burnet and Master
Colden. Corlaer. though he be only a
rude, unlettered woodsman, is none
the less of importance in tiie wilder
ness country He hath the confidence
of the Indian of the Six Nations, a
mighty trib \ or rather confederacy of
tribes, Master Harry I have writ as
strongly as ;= man may to Governor
Burnet, bm ! would have you say to
him all that you can think of to urge
him to a vigorous course. Tis uo
hour for liaif-wa; measures. We musi
'•rush Murray once and for all.”
We came presently to Greenwich
reach, and steereu a passage through
tiie river traffic to the side of the New’
Venture. Master Abbot, her captain
met us at the rail.
“The young man is not sure ofjiim
self afloat, and wmuld seek his berth,"
said Master Juggins, after the prelim
inaries had been passed.
“As he pleases,” agreed Captain Ab
bot indifferently. “Y’are the first
aboard, lad, and may choose your quar
ters. You may bunk with the second
mate or one of the other passengers.
But no." he corrected himself; “I
should have said with one of tw T o of
the other passengers. The lady hath
a cabin to herself.”
“The lady!” I exclaimed.
Master Juggins pursed his lips in n
soundless whistle.
“So you carry a lady,” he com
niented.
“Aye,” replied Abbot.
“Who is she?”
“I/know not.”
He turned to me.
“And now, young sir, what do you
say? Will It be the second mate er a
passenger for companion?"
“The second mate,” I said.
He nodded his head, called a eea
man to carry my luggage below and
point the way, and walked off.
Master Juggins drew me back to the
rail.
“ ’Tis best I should not wait," he
said. “Stay below till you be safe out
of Thames mouth, Master Harry. You
should be safe enough now, but care is
a sure precaution.”
“I will not forget,” I promised.
“And one thing more, lad. Do not
stint your wants for money. Governor
Burnet will aid you to draw whatever
you may desire through the bankers
in New York. Remember, you spend
on my behalf. 1 would willingly use
all I have to thwart Murray. When
all Is said and done, we are at war
with France. ’Tis no war of generals
and armies and admirals and fleets, I
grant you. But war it Is.”
He smote the rail with his hand by
way of emphasis.
“What kind of war?” I asked
“Wiiy, a war for the right to-grow
and to flourish, a wav for trade. At
other times, mark yon, nations clash
over questions of honor or territory
So their statesmen say. Actually
there is a question of trade or mer
chantry at the bottom of every war
that has been fought since the world
began. Today we are fighting with
France for control of the trade of the
Atlantic —and control of the Atlantic
trade means control of the Western
Plantations, America. We are fighting.
Master Harry, with laws and tariffs
and manufacturing skill and shipping
Instead of with men and deadly
weapons.
“The country which wins the fur
trade will win control over the great
est number of savages. And the coun
try which is so placed, especially if it
be England, will win the military
struggle which some day will have to
be fought for dominion In America.
So I would have you feel yourself a
soldier, a general of trade, sent out
upon a venture of great danger and
Importance. It may be, Master Harry,
that you carry on your shoulders the
future of England and of nations yet
unborn.”
“All that I can, I will do l” I ex
claimed.
“Good. I cannot ask more.”
He clasped my hand in a wringing
grip.. “Good luck to you. lad. and
write as occasion serves.”
He went over the side with his lips
pursed as if to whistle and a look of
doleful pUiasure ou his face. Him,
too, as it happened, I was never to see
again. In fact,. I wonder whether 1
should not have leaped over the ves
sel’s side at that moment had I real
ized how complete was to be the sever
ance of my life from all that I had
known before.
By the cabin entrance under the
poop I found the seaman who had col
lected my scanty baggage. “Where do
you berth?” he asked me, pausing at
the foot of the ladder-stairs
“With the second mate,”
He opened the door on the right
hand, or starboard, side, revealing a
space so tiny that I marveled how two
men could force themselves into it at
once. Two short, shallow hunks oc
cupled two-thirds of its area.
“Do all the passengers lodge aft
here?” I asked him carelessly as he
disposed of my trappings.
“All save the negro; he is to sloeyi
in the galley behind the companion
way.”
When he had gone I curled up in the
lower hunk, which the second mate
obviously had surrendered to me. At
last T must have dozed, for I was
awakened suddenly by Die strangest
of sounds-—a woman’s voice singing
It was a song I had never heard be
fore, with a Soots accent to tiie word:
and a wonderful lilting melody that
was somehow very sad and all the
while It was pretending to merriment
I rose from my bunk. and. stealing
to the door, set it open, so that I might
hear the better. I was so interested
in the song and the singer’s voice that
I forgot even to watch the door of the
cabin next to mine where she was sing
ing. And judge to my surprise when
the singar’s door swung open and she
stepped into the passage, almost at my
side.
Her surprise, as was but natural,
was greater than mine. So we stood
there a moment within a long yard
of each other, gazing mutely into each
other’s eyes. Her face, flower-white
In the dim light that cjfme down the
companion way, had a sweetness of ex
pression that belied the proud carriage
of her head and an air of hauteur such
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as I had seen about the great ladles
of King Louis’ court. Her hair was
black and all blown In little wisps
that curled at her forehead and neck.
Her eyes were dark. too.
“1 heard you singing,” I said.
She turned and made to re-enter her
cahir * But I raised my hand Invol
untarily in a gesture of appeal.
“I air surry,” I went on quickly. “I
did no: mean to he rude. I —T could
no. help it.”
She regarded me gravely, evidently
puzzled by the incongruousness of my
voice and ray plowboy garments.
“You are never Scots, sir?” she an
wen ■ finally
. iv t i ' n<>w Scotland.”
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A light dawned in her eyes with tha
words.
“Ah, then you will he knowing tha
song that I sang! ‘Lochaber No Mora'
’tis called, and a bitter lament of ex
iles out of their own homeland."
“No, I never heard it before —but I
have a brother bnried or, a hillside far
north of Lochaber, in the Clan Donald
country.”
The sorrow that came into her face
was beautiful to see. None but a par
son who had Gaelic blood could have
sympathized so instantly and so gen
erously wtth a stranger’s grief.
(Continued Next Week)