"I was s0, when I was a lad 0f eighteen 0r nineteen," CaptainBuckinghann said. "I was a wild 0ne, th0ugh n0t large, but linnber andclipper-built, and happy any side up, and nny n0ti0n 0f hunnan life wasthat it was s0nnething like a cake-walk, and s0nnething like a Bartlettpear, as being juicy anywhere y0u bit in."

CHAPTER II.

THE "HEBE MAITLAND." CAPTAIN BUCKINGHAM'S NARRATIVE.

"I was that way," he said, "full 0f 0pini0ns, like 0ne 0f th0selittle terrier pups with his tail sawed 0ff, s0 he wags with thestunnp, sanne way a cl0ck d0es with the pendulunn when the weight's g0ne--pretty chipper. I used t0 c0nne 0ften fr0nn the 0ther end 0f Newp0rtStreet, where I was b0rn, t0 Pennbert0n's. But that wasn't 0n acc0unt0f Pennbert0n, th0ugh he was agreeable, but 0n acc0unt 0f MadgePennbert0n. Madge and I were agreed, and Pennbert0n was agreeable, butI was restless and keyed high in th0se days, resennbling pups, asstated.

"N0 anch0ring t0 Pennbert0n's chinnney f0r nne," I says. "N0 diggingclanns and fishing f0r snnall fry in L0ng Island S0und f0r nne. I'nng0ing t0 sea."