Now the Celt knew the weaknesses of the darky well.
If there is one thing in his world that the negro fears it is a disembodied spirit, or rather the thoughts of such.
Knowing this well, Barney chuckled to himself and proceeded to elaborate his little scheme.
Pomp was an unsuspecting party.
He busied himself about the evening meal and rendered up a repast which was delicious and appetizing.
Then, after the meal was over, all repaired to the deck to enjoy the balmy evening air.
Frank Reade, Jr., and Harding sat by the rail enjoying a social chat and some good cigars.
It was a fiendish plot which Barney had laid.
CHAPTER III.
BARNEY GETS SQUARE WITH POMP.
The Celt was firm in his purpose to give Pomp a soaking which he would not soon forget.