Category: Short Stories
"Sure as eggs--'n where did you come from?" said that stout seaman. He stood at the bar of Bill's place on Telegraph Hill, drinking rum. His eyes, crinkled up at the corners like the ripples of a ship's cutwater in a smooth sea, were bloodshot and liquor-soaked. Old man Gantli...
"No loafing around the ship," I called to the little yellow chap who was sitting near the spring line which held the schooner _Tanner_ to the wharf at Honolulu. The man paid not...
3. did. Yes, sir, he just picked up the leader and carried her off in his"Oh, yes, he got a nice name for that. The passengers told how he acted, told how he brutally made his men remove innocent and unoffending females--oh, what's the use? He was a...
1. PART I."Sure as eggs--'n where did you come from?" said that stout seaman. He stood at the bar of Bill's place on Telegraph Hill, drinking rum. His eyes, crinkled up at the corners lik...