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Once 1 wnR shipped ) n'1 1'lIgIrH'CI' upon thl' Saucy Kllt ' ,
AR good II tug 1114 1.1'1'111111 tn seuSs II I'll toni thl' Illy.
'Vo 1I0\lllllell down thl' Hoole one lillY , nut oily swell a-I'olllng--
Olle or those hl.'l1110E"g'r days , will all the bell buoys tolling ,
" ' ! 1'hrl'c' \\'Pllthcl' III the south , " fJlI'fI I , " 'Oll het , " says Bill 1\Inguhe ,
"And If wo get a $ itiiing , ship , WI"11 nlnkt' her Jar ) our hhe "
" ' 0 HrlIttrred ) Clown till sliding lens , and ! splutu red III the trough ,
Until the JclHey shorn uheum lay li west miles on' ,
And there wo hulled n Hpnlliult Ing' ! with flJlal'M : Ul tall liS thunder ,
Anti she wars freighted , to the leeks nil 1U1l11lg" gllll\\'nien under ,
"Now , tinily 111I11 , " siys Bill \Iagllll'o ; i "tho \\'euther'l l'omilltllicle / ,
Ant If WI tlllw that hrig wc'lI have a Job to lIIalw liS Hick "
' \'n 1'11'111111'11 ' to hCllpnth ) hoe delft al1ll , 'llny ' " I'II'U Cup 11:111111'0 : : ,
"IJ' ) ' ! ! wnnt a tow ? 1'011'11 need Il 1I01l , Hpcnle quick , fet I'm a 11)01'1" !
'I'ho HpnnlBh : enptaln ulrnlel'll his 1'al'lI allli 1001e"1\ \ \ \ 'hllo0 uloOI l'e/llly
"Uow lunch , " says hI' ' ' ' 1'\\0 hundred "tmlght , " says hill , 'ail t ' icing HtCIllY"
"Honol' , you JGit : ! " the I'aptaln : ualll , lull threw hu ! wheel hard 1I0wn
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"Throe hllllllr'I'1I Ilollal'lI now , " UII'II he "anll ( ! mote IIdol you drown : '
"No , 1I0 ! " Uw Spanish captaIn crlell Bllt LIlli ! Maguire thlllulercd ,
"Look south ! For o'er' 1II11111to note , I'll I'harge another hundred ! "
The captain looked and Ical'I'll ' alltl'rll " 1'II pay you for you i ' towing ! "
Hut' Cap 'IllIglIll'o : twirled ' hbl wheel lIIul lIahl : "Still more 'oll'rc owlig
I'll charge you seven hundred now to pay lIIe for lilY walllu :
You hn\'oll't Got Il mlnllto Il'ft ! , for here the sl\lIall \ conies sleatlns ! "
"Jon ! " cried the GIIIIIIIIIIl , lack triIii ! rae ; , hot h his dark eyes a-It\utlle \
"I only hope you low ollc-half aH well liS you can swindle : ! "
'Vc'lI bnrvly the ' ' ' hCI' to the ha\\'II'
got tho'I'SSl'l fast allll swung \ \ ! ! !
before the wen 1I Ie I' hit 1111 Htl'llighl Illld how the IlIluall did yaw her !
'Vo 1Il'II11ed ) III the smother IIlIml 'Yo'd SCIII'CO como ollt ll-drlll11ln
Before again wo'd bury deep III greets that carne ripping !
1fhiguire allllllloll for full peed : then down the lllhu ho Rollers :
"Now , If ' host thai ha\\'Hol' lose ' hllndl'elt dollars ! "
you ha'Hol':0 : seen
\'e rolled to right , we rolled to left , each roll looked like our last ,
Ant In lho reeling pilot hOUHO Alaguire held leer faHt
, Vo coulcln't IICO lho brig aslel'lI 'I'ho stir WitS thick nH night
And only the tense hawser told thin 1 we HUll had her tight ,
'Ve rolled to right , wo 1'0111'11 to left ; we drowned from bow to stern ,
'Vllh heart III ! 1II0ulh I hmced lIIyelf nod .watchell my ollgiliell turn ;
And each time the propeller raced , 1 thought : " 1'hiH Is her last ! "
nut every tllllo 1\111':1111'0 ' : lllrned nod held hel' 10 the lJlasl
Now , It 'OIl'\'O seen thai Jersey shorn hit lJy a gllle from seaward ,
YOII'1i need 110 sworn Cel'tllll'llte tll tell you death'lI to leowlln
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So when \tnplIll'o : ; down the tube said ; "JIm , sinus i08111g IIlcmlr ! "
I saw that tle\ ' II of a bench aH If wo'd struck IIlrend ) ' ,
. . I saw Its wicked , tawny glint , wl1\'re , deep In tons : of. water ,
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H walled for the crested sea to bring ! IIH to the slallghter
" ' \'o cnn't held Oil , " lilY helper auld ( ltis lJreal carte In short catches : ! ) ,
"It wo don't east that Spanla off , we'll go ashore liS matches , "
"M ' engines call't do any snore , " I yelled III to 1\lagulro ,
"And we nrt taking seas aboard that sure will drown our tire !
No man will bionic you If you cast a ship elf In this weather ! "
" \\'u'll hold the brig , " 1\lagllll'o Halll , 'or go ' ashnl' ' t"gelhor ! "
\o rolled to IItarllOalll and to port , \\0 rolled from left 10 right
Once ItS we wullowed , font I11Y post the beach vests 11111111 In sight
" 'e came HO close that 1 cOIIIII see the while foam 011 the slrallll
, All every grnyh nick rolled ashore 11I111 poundell on the lallll
Then Magllll'o down the lobe : 'You' io holding to her fine !
Now keep your engines stesuly , man , and don't you bust that line ! "
"She'li almost In the breakers , " Imlll my hl'ltlel' "Now' we're done !
' 'hen will Ihlll 111alll111\n al the wheel cast off his line and lun ? "
] Iut BIII'I voice down the tube 1Il\l1i ; snug cheerily , " 'ou bet !
It wo can lcel'p her 1111 she II , we'll hold that 8plllll01'I1 yet ! "
Ridge litter ridge of crested sea tried to twist IHI around
AIIII roll Wi ,111 a foundl'l'l'li wreck to wal'll the Jersey gl'ound.
Stroke after stroke the block squall bent to turn her nose and twist
1114 headlong In the trough will'I we would \ 'alllHhlice \ a mist
Turn litter turn 111) engines made : ! 1 nursed them all I knew ;
Straight with her nOSe to open sea Maguire ! held her true
Ho held her true for seven hours , all of II steady squall ,
And wo were ! just outside the IIno of lJl'eallI'H-that all ,
'hen the black storm napped at last and left UII where wo shook ,
1'0 110ulldOl' on the tossing son and crawl inside ! the Hoole
No word came from the roIling bug , until we reached smooth water
AIIII took ! our hawser and slcal11ed 'roulIl1 to lie beneath her quartel'
The Spanish captalll then leaned dow n , bearded and tall and grave :
"SonOl' , the tugboat cnptnin , your pardon 1 must cl'a'e
A thief IIf the sell 1 thought you when this little trip began ,
But 1 stand In port on my rescued ship to say I that you arc a man ! "
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Fashion Always Supreme
The excavations which Dr Evans
hM been making in Crete reveal that
On woman ot fashion 111GOO n , C. fQ .
' ' 11114 t < the llr'il'u w'xist and rtlure > ,
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and probably : the GrecIan figure was
regarded as n barbl.rIsm : Barbaric I
flSllro5 , however sensible , can never
hope to conpete with those of lash ,
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, - BYRON WILLIAMS
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Joy 111 not kept In II Hirons-box !
1'II.'I\fUU'I' knows little of pelf !
living HIIII loving IIlIti being /
Spring ) ftotn OIII"S lIatuml self !
Peace Islet found In omI\81111' :
rents In It CII1'1'11 or gloom !
l'/ICl' Is 111 showing ' the weary
Nooks full of ruses III bloom !
DolIlIl'li weigh nol In ! the balance :
Woo hi nol lifted by gold !
Scorch hhw own peso for lit /Indness- /
Hem tJ the III1Hwcl'-Beholtl !
Finding Jimmie
She was a wan little woman with
the embers of 11 lying hope In the flame
of her cheels , the hectic flame that
lolll a story of the black ! camel kneel- :
log at her gate ! Her clothing ' vas
ii rahblcl allli thin , like the. fralllo
that sllpporlel1 IL , antI her shoes
Were sloppy ( allll run over Ilt the side
U1I1 heel. To ] add to the HUllleSH or
aspen , at her angular breast , lay a
fretting baht' , sharing her deplorable
squalor of poverty ! alld want !
One of those strange tend pitiable
bits of suffering humanity that arc
tossed nJ to the IlHblic gaze by lug
unllnd fate : , she tapped t rom illingh'
at the door of the ' '
POOl' supervisor alld
aslclI for help Winchell } ,
Tllst enough to help me hack
where Timmie Is , please , sir ! It's only
such n little wa ' -and I am too tired
to walk !
" Timmie ? JImmie , he's my boy !
We left him when wo went out West
lo malee 0111' fortune In time mines at
Dark hills ; left hlin with some
neighbors who were good to him He
was not well and we feared ho could
not make the trip
"YOl ! , wo hind hall luck In the IIlIlfl
Father , " swallowing , and wiping
aWIIY a tear , "father died , Minnie died
and , and , " with a sob In her voice ,
"the expenses seem to take all there
was left ! ' 1'hero wasn't anything for
mo to do there and I started back to
Jimmie ! Oh , sir , If you only can help
us \Vlllchell , I'm sure the Lord wIll
send IIIH choicest blessings ! to ; you
for your fanciness ! "
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Captain Drools of the Winchell
police department , dozing over his
desk , was awakened by the sharp telephone -
phone bell.
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'Ella !
"Pollee deparlment-
"What's that ? Patrol to the cemetery .
etery ? Here , come ofT ! You quit
your monkeyshines wllh the police
department 01' 'ou'll glt-What's that !
Jl's Hanson ? Patrol to the cemetery
gate ? Yes ! Meet the wagon there ?
All right ! "
Clang went the electric button ! On
the floor came the clatter of horses'
feet , the quick "Glt ap ! " the rumble
of wheels , and the captain leaned back
In his chair and pondered ! In his long
service he had had many calls , but
this was the first , for patrol \ wagon
to dash at full speed to the city of the
dead !
"Gravo robbers , I s'pose , " ho mut-
tered ; "tho dirty thieves ! I'
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There upon the new made grave of
little , Jim they found a wailing babe
and beside It , face downward , u bl'ol-
on.hearted , shattered piece or earthly
ela ' , The body was motlonlcm In
that strange fascination wo call death ,
hut the spirit winged Its way on high
to welcome Jim !
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Memories I
At the Big Bend , In the deepest
"hole" in the Cedar , there dwelt a
monstrous plclerol. All the boys
knew of him and kept their distance
when in bathing a few rods lower
down the stream This king fish was
a whale among fins ! lIe swished
about In the liquid depths as confident
in his : strength as a giant in a village
of pigmies Fishermen , renowned of
rod And reel , came for miles to angle
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for this old veteran-and he bit with
cwldlty , snappln ; their minnows with
deJ.1rmlnation and skill like the old
cannibal that he was ! And then came
the fun A lashing of water , n leap . . .
into the air , n crash under the bont- (
and freedom ! In his wake ho left
broken f1shlIneE , twin ted poles all -
swearing anglers ! When I said good-
bye for the stern realities of lIfl ,
the big pickerel wan still monarch of
the "holo" at the Big Bend Some day
I slur going back , hack to the zephyr-
Idsscd- ] country , back , to the high-banks. , ;
and the wl1lows , back : to the Big
Bend , to catch that fish ! There have
been big fins In the water where I
have fished since then , but none so
worthy of my rod and reel. Some
day , Ah yes : , some day ; I'm going
back !
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" There ] were eight of us , typical ,
happy lads , and Olll' camp was in
Wat01'llH\ns : woods along the sinuous
I'I\'el' Snuggled In a cove , amid the
With Chel'l'leH , time chlpl11onls and the
slllging birds ! , we made our temporary -
ary abode In tents Our table was supplied .
plied from the rl\'cr from
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and ! from the gocurt that came dally
from our several hOllies ! Occasionally -
ly We hall squirrel , fried brown and
crisp ! Ah , delectable dish !
One day six or the eight went fish-
ing.Ve arrived home late to find
the remaining two had been hunting
and had prepared a feast of squirrel
They had found vlllage of the frisk
Ing beauties ! , young and tender , and ,
vandal-lIIcc , the guns had done their
duty WellVe ! were hungry and "fell
10" with greed haste ! how good the
squirrel tasted ! Yes , wo would have
another , thank you ! At last the dish
was depleted !
Then ] up rose one of the two villain-
OilS chefs and apprised us with shriek
and shout that we had eaten gophers !
Common field gophers ! They had
snared them while we were absent !
and coolccd them fit for epicures !
Wo gagged and went away Into the
darkness , six of \IS , to run our fingers
down our \ throats ! It was a sad end
lug for It regal fast-but boys Will b9
boys , even to the limfi ! ) fI. :
Underneath the little white school.
house built on the hillside , was a en \13-
like cellar , and within that cellar was
11 hoglc man ! The janitor told mo
about it when first I passed that way ,
1\ youngster In kilts ! At night I ran
past the bogie ! man's abode ; hy day
I peered curiously yet warily In at the
window to catch a sight of his bogie-
ship !
\Vhen I had grown older , I refused
to believe the bogie story and laughed
at It , but In the meantime , other
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bogies had arisen ! These , one br one , \
save way before experience In their
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stead came other bogies , not to bo
scouted at until disprove ! Life Is J
filled with Imaglnlngs , grave , fright-
fu ! hobgoblins ! that worry and despoil -4 \
our happiness Could we disarm them . i
promptly upon their appearance , how ' :
much brighter this world would be !
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A hay had a dog for sale He had : . . .
paid a quarter for the pup and hmid "
found the ownership onerous He
wanted lo dispose of the canine , but , ,
at a profit. I argued ! I was willing \
to give the twonty.fivo cents , hut no
mOl'e Then I remembered a tobacco '
box the cigar man had given me , a i
mere bauble , hut gaily painted ! I pro'
posed exchanging the quarter and the
box for the clog ! 'rhc offer was accepted
cepted with avidity ! .
: flan are like \ the boy , A mere nothing -
Ing with a bit of paint or JL gaudy I
feather attached to It , has influenced
many a trade : Man has a weak spot
' " ' . touch It ' : !
always. Frequently we can '
with a hit of fantasy , or tickle it with "
a feather l\Ioral-Study your customer . :
tamer ! II I I
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Some Interpret It this way : " 'Work j
for the night Is comlng'-when it , i
takes good money to bur ; good cheerer .
--er , \\0 mean , good beer ! " ' :
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