his adventures on the sea. Anc if anyone in the room wasn't listening, he would strike the table with the flat of his hand, and demand the person's attention.
Every day he asked my father and me if we had seen any seamen walking about the area. I thought maybe he was lonely, and wished to have someone like himself to talk with; but then, one day, he pulled me aside.
"Boy, what's your name?" he asked.
"Jim, sir," I arswered.
"Well, Jim, listen to me carefully. If you ever see a seaman with one leg, you and I are both in big danger. l'll give you a coin a month to keep a good watchout for him."
From that time on, I was chased in my dreams by many a terrible one-legged man.
The captain stayed for months, well beyond the value of those thrce gold coins he had paid, but my father was too afraid of the captan to ask for more money.
At this time, my father was suffering from a serious illness.
One day, Dr. Livesey came to examine him, and afterward sat in the parlor to have a smoke, and talk with one of the locals.
The captain was present, sitting in his usual chair near the fire, and well on his way to being drunk. He started singing his favorite pirate song, one that my family and the regulars at the inn knew very well, for he often commanded us to join him in singing it. Dr. Livesey looked annoyed at first, for he could hardy hear himself talk over the captain's singing. No one else in the room paid any attention to the song, but then the captain
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