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"What's that--a Socialist?"

"I can't tell you Nobody knows But really, I suppose, a Socialist is

a ot used to steaes, you see, and in the confusion soet quite as square a deal as they deserved; or at

least, they didn't think they had It takes tireat change It's likea

house"

"I see," said Jiely "But, Black Bart, you always seemed to , soood tiood time I ever had in all s that you look at

froht in with folks to knohat folks are Don't you think so?"

"I know it!" answered Jih

he did not, the fact that he bathed daily, Lafitte weekly, yet no

gulf was fixed between their portions of the general humanity

"It oing

to be, so?" I smiled

"Maybe But aame, my hearties," said I "What you two just

have said covers most of the noble trade of piracy and nearly all of

the pretty game of life You are wise as I am, wise as any man,

indeed"

"What I like about you, Black Bart," resumed L'Olonnois, naively, "is,

you seem always fair"