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"It's the luck," said he "I never had none"

"No," said I, "it is not that So far as luck goes, you are lucky you

are alive Little do you know our desperate band Little do you know

you have escaped the wrath of Lafitte, of L'Olonnois, of Black Bart

Luck! No, that is not why you failed"

"What then?" he deuely kneas lost opportunity

"It was because you did not play the part of a clammer naturally and

nobly," I replied "My friend, I counsel you to read Epictetus--and

while you are at that," I added, "I suggest you read also that other

classic, the one known as The Pirate's Own Book"

So saying, since he stood stupefied, and really not seeing my hand,