fealings of his dear friend. Speeking of hurts you and
Gib hurt me awful with your kidden when you took the
_Chesapeake_ away from me so I jest had to put one over
on you. To er is human but to forgive is devine. After
what I done I don't expect you two to come back to work
ever but for God's sake don't give me the dead face when
we meat agin. Remember we been shipmates once.

P.P. SCRAGGS.

"Why, the pore ol' son of a horse thief," Mr. Gibney murmured,
much moved at this profound abasement. "Of course we forgive him.
It ain't manly to hold a grouch after the culprit has paid his
fair price for his sins. By an' large, I got a hunch, Bart, that
old Scraggsy's had his lesson for once."

"If you can forgive him, I can, Gib."

"Well, he's certainly cleaned himself handsome, Bart. Telephone
for a messenger boy," and Mr. Gibney sat down and wrote:

Scraggsy, old fanciful, we're square. Forget it and come
to breakfast with us at seven to-morrow at the Marigold
Café. I'll order deviled lam kidneys for three. It's
alright with Bart also.

Yours,
GIB.

This note, delivered to Captain Scraggs by the messenger boy,