"This bad weather’s all along o’ Dickson," ventured his comrade; "if they’d known what they was about, he ’d been the fust man they’d hasted to set ashore. I know him; I ’ve knowed him ever since he was a boy. I see him get a black stripe o’ rage acrost his face when he seen Mr. Wallin’ford come aboard, that mornin’. Wallin’ford’s folks cotched him thievin’ when he had his fat chance o’ surveyor up country, after the old judge died. He cut their growth on his own account and done a sight o’ tricks, and Madam dismissed him, and would ha’ jailed him but for pity of his folks. I always wished she’d done it; ’t would ha’ stamped him plain, if he’d seen the inside o’ old York jail for a couple o’ years. As ’t was, he had his own story to tell, and made out how he was the injured one; so there was some o’ them fools that likes to be on the off side that went an’ upheld him. Oh, Dickson ’s smart, and some calls him pious, but I wish you’d seen him the day Madam Wallin’ford sent for him to speak her mind! That mornin’ we was sailin’ out o’ Porchmouth, I see him watch the young man as if he was layin’ for him like a tiger! There he is now, comin’ out o’ the cabin. I guess the cap’n ’s been rakin’ him fore an’ aft. He hates him; an’ Simpson hates him, too, but not so bad. Simpson don’t jibe with the cap’n hisself, so he demeans himself to hark to Dickson more ’n he otherwise would. Lord, what a cur’ous world this is!" "What’s that n’ise risin’ out o’ the fo’c’s’le now, Cooper? Le’ ’s go see!" and the two old comrades made haste to go below. Paul Jones gave a hearty sigh, as he sat alone in his cabin, and struck his fist into the empty air. He also could hear the sound of a loud quarrel from the gun deck, and for a moment indulged a fierce hope that somebody might be well punished, or even killed, just to lessen the number of citizens in this wrangling village with which he had put to sea. They had brought aboard all the unsettled rivalries and jealousies of a most independent neighborhood. He looked about him as he sat; then rose and impatiently closed one of his lockers where there was an untidy fold of crumpled clothing hanging out. What miserable surroundings and conditions for a man of inborn fastidiousness and refinement of nature! Yet this new ship, so fast growing toward the disgusting squalor of an old one; these men, with their cheap suspicions and narrow ambitions, were the strong tools ready to his hand. It was a manly crew as crews go, and like-minded in respect to their country’s wrongs. "I feel it in my breast that I shall some day be master in a great sea fight!" said the little captain as he sat alone, while the Ranger labored against the waves, and the light of heroic endurance came back to his eyes as he saw again the splendid vision that had ever led him on.