Bemidji Daily Pioneer Newspaper, April 20, 1922, Page 2

ot _PAGE TWO ~THR W[ WIS [ WIRS WA Ma-talbailey MHITW . THE BEMID.J1 DAILY PIONEtR. N _ THURSDAY EVENING, APRIL 20, 1922 SYNOPSIS. CHAPTER I — Captain Phineas P. Scraggs_has grown up around the docks of Ban Francisco, and from mess boy on & i teamer, risen to the ownership of the steamer Maggle. Since each an- nual inspection promised to be the last of the old weatherbeaten vessel, Scraggs naturally has some difficulty in securing & ctew. When the story opens, Adelbert P. . Gibney, likable but erratic, a man ‘Whom nobody but Scrages would hire, is the skipper, Nells Halvorsen, & solemn Swede, constitutes the (fo’castle hands, and Bart McGuffey, & wastrel of the Gib: ney type, reigns in’ the engine room. CHAPTER IL~With this motley crew and his anclent veasel, Captain Scraggs is engaged In freighting garden truck from Halfmoon bay to San Krancisco. ‘The inevitable happens, the Maggie going ashore in_a fog. CHAPTER 1II.—A passing vessel hail- ing the wreck, Mr. Glbney gets word to & towing company in San Francisco that the ship ashore is the Yaniee Prince, with promise of a rich salvage. Two tugs succeed in pulling the Maggle into | deep water, and she slips her tow lines and gets away In the fog. CHAPTER IV.—Furious at the decep- tion practised on them, Captains Hicl and Flaherty, commanding the two tug- heats, ascertain the identity of the *‘Yan- Kee Prince” and, fearing ridicule should the facts become known along the water frent, determine on personal vengeance. Thelr hostile visit to the Maggie results in Captain Scraggs promising to get a new boller and make needed repairs to {he steamer. (Continued from last issue) CHAPTER V. ! A week had elapsed and nothing of #n eventful nature had transpired to disturb the routine of life aboard the Maggie, until Bartholomew McGuffey, having heard certain waferfront whis- pers, considered it the part of pru- depce to lay his information before gs and Mr. Gibney. ook here, Scraggs” he began briskly. “It's all fine an’ dandy to promise me a new botler, but when do 1git 102" + “Why, jes’ as soon as we can get this. glut o' freight behind us, Bart, my boy. You've managed with the old botler this long, so it 'pears to me you might be patient an’ bear with it a mite longer, Bart.” * “Oh, T ain’t tryin’ to be disagreeble, &eraggs, only it sort o' worrles me-to have to go along without bein’ able to use our whistle.” “We'll fix it when business slacks up,” Seraggs decided with finality. He glanced at his wateh. “Sufferin’ sallor!” he cried in simulated dis- tress. “Here It's one o'clock an’ T ain't collected a dollar o' the freight money from the last voyage. I must beat it.” ‘When Captaln Scraggs had “beaten it,” Gibney and McGuffey exchanged expressive glances. “He's runnin’ out on us,” McGuffey complained. “Even so, Bart, even so. Therefore, the thing for us to do is to run out on him. In other words, we'll work a ‘month, save our money, an’ then, with- out a word o' complaint or argyment, we'll walk out.” “Oh, T ain’t exactly broke, Gib, T got eighty-five dollars.” “Then,” quoth Gibney decisively, Ywe'll go on strike tonight. Scraggsy'll he stuck In port a week before he can get another engineer an' another navi- gatin’ officer, me an’ you bein' the only two natural-born fools in San Trancisco an' ports adjacent, an' be- fore three days have passed he'll be huntin’ us up to compromise.” “I don't want no compromise. What T want Is a new hoiler.” “You'll git it. We'll make him order the paint an' the boiler an’ pay for both in advance before we'll agree to go back to work.” The engineer nodded his approval and after sealing their pact with a hearty handshake, they turned to and commenced discharging the Maggle. When Captain Scraggs returned to the little steamer shortly after five o'clock, to his great amazement, he discovered Mr. Gibney and McGuffey dressed In their other sults—including ¢elluloid collars and cuffs. *“The cargo's out, Seraggsy, my son, the decks has been washed down an’ evervthing in my department is ship- shape.” Thus Mr. Gibney. “Ilkewlse In mine,” McGuffey added. “Consequently,” Mr. Gibney con- clulded, “we're quittin' the Maggie an' It it's all the same to you we'll have our time.” “My dear Gib. come over you two boys “Stow your chatter, Scraggs. Shell out the cash. You've fooled us once in the matter o’ that new bloiler an’ the paintin’, an’ we're not goin' to give you a second chance. Come through—or take the consequences. We'll sall no more with a liar an' a fraud.” “Them's hard words, Mr. Gibney “The truth Is allers bitter,” McGuf- fey opined. Captain Scraggs paused to consider the eerious predicament which con- fronted him. It was Saturday night. He knew Mr. McGuffey_to be the Ros- Why, whatever's | “I'n go you, Scraggs. sessof of more money than usual and | it he could assure himself that this reserve should be dissipated before Monday morning he was aware, from experience, that the strike would be broken by Tuesday at the latest. And he could afford that delay. He re- solved, therefore, on diplomacy. : “Well, I'm sorry,” he answered with every appearance of contrition. “You fellers got me in the nine-hole an’ I can't help myself. At the same time, I appreciate fully your p'int of view, | while realizin’ that I can't convince | you o' mine. So we won't have no hard feelin's at partin’, boys, an’ to | show you I'm a sport I'll treat to a | French dinner an’ a motion picture Further, I shall re- of sald Invite as n show afterward. gard a refusal pers'nal affront.” “By golly, you're gittin’ sporty in | your old age,” the engineer declared. How about you, Gib?” “I accept with thanks, Scraggsy, old tarpot. Personally, I maintain that senmen should leave their troubles aboard ship.” “That's the sperrit I appreciate, hoys. Come to the cabin an’ T'll pay you off. Then wait a coupler min- utes till T shift into my glad rags an’ away we'll go, like Paddy Ford's goat —on our own hook.” “0ld Scraggsy's as cunnin’ as a pet fox,.ain't he?” the new navigating offi- cer whispered as Scraggs departed for his other suit. “He's goin’ to blow himself on us tonight, thinkin® to soften our bard resolution. We'll fool him. Take all he gives us, but stand pat, Bart.” . Bart nodded. Hlis was oiie of those sturdy natures that could always be depended upon to play the game, win, lose or draw. As a preliminary move, Captain Scraggs declared in favor of a couple of cocktails to whet their appetites for the French dinner, and according- ly the trlo repaired to an adjacent saloon and tucked three each under their belts—all at Captain Scraggs’ expense. When he proposed a fourth, Mr. Gibney's perfect sportsmanship caused him to protest, and reluctantly Captain Scraggs permitted Gibney to buy. Seraggs decided to have a cigar, however, Instead of another Martinl. The ethics of the situation then indi- cated that McGuffey should “set ‘em up,” which he did over Captain Scraggs' protest—and again the wary Seraggs called for a clgar, alleging as an excuse for his weakness that for vears three cocktails before dinner had been his absolute limit. A fourth cock- tail on an empty stomach, he declared, would kil the evening for him. But why descend to sordid and vul- gar details? Suffice that when the artful Scraggs, pretending to be over- come by his potations and very ill Into the bargain, begged to be delivered back aboard the Maggie, Messrs. Me- Guffey and Gibney loaded him into a taxicab and sent him there, while they continued their search for excite- ment. Where and how they found It requires no elucidation here; It is svflicient to state that it was ex- pensive, for when men of the Gibney and McGuffey type have once gotten a falr start naught but financial dissolu- tion can stop them. On Monday morning, Messrs. Gib- ney and McGuffey awoke in Scab Johnny's boarding house. Mr, Gibney awoke first, by reason of the fact that his stomach hammered at the door of his soul and bade him be up and do- ing. While his head ached slightly from the flery usquebaugh of the Row- hend saloon, he craved a return to a solid dlet, so for several minutes he Iay supine, conjuring in his agile brain ways and means of supplying this need in the absence of ready cash. “I'Il have to hock my sextant,” was the conclusion at which he pres- ently arrived. Ten minutes later he took his sextant under his arm and de- parted for a pawnshop in lower Mar- ket street. From the pawnshop he rb- turned to Scab Johnny's with eight dotlars in hls pocket, routed out the contrite McGuffey, and carriéd the Int- ter off to ham and eggs. They felt better after breakfast and for the space of an hour lolled at the table, discussing their adventures of the past forty-eight hours, “Well, there's one thing certain,” McGuffey concluded, “an’ that thing is sure a cinch. Our strike has petered gie's dock an’ see how Seraggsy's got- tin® along.” Forthwith they set out to Interview Captain Scraggs. The owner of the Maggie greeted them cheerily, but aft- or dis hour, tures, nounced ¢ Mace ssing generalities for half an Scraggs failed to make over- whereupon Mr. Gibney an- sually that he guessed he would be on their way. re, boys,” Captaln Scraggs and ont. | Let’s mosey along down to the Mag- | piped hreezily. “I got a new mate fiix" a new englneer comin’ abeard at ten o'clock an’ we sail at twelve.” “Well, we'll see you occaslonally,” | Mr. Gibney said at parting. | “Oh, sure. Don't be strangers. You're always welcome aboard the old Maggie.,” came the careless rejoinder. Somewhat crestfallen, the striking pair repaired to the Bowhead saloon to discuss the situatien over u glass of beer. However, Mr. Gibney's spirits never dropped below zero while he had oue nickel to rub against another; hence such slight depression as he felt was due to a feeling that Captain Sceraggs had basely swindled him and McGuffey. He was disappointed in Scraggs and sald as much. “How- ever, Bart” he concluded, “we'll never say ‘die’ while our money holds Mr. McGuffey Located a Dime Which Had Dropped Down Inslde the Lin. ing of His Coat. out, and in the meantime our luck may have changed. Let's scatter around and try to locate some kind of A Job; then when them new employces o' Scraggsy quit or get fired-—whichll be after about two veyages—an' the old man comes around holdin’ out the olive branch o' peace, we'll give him the horselaugh.” Phree days of diligent search failed to uncover the coveted job for cither, however, and on the morning of the fourth day Mr. Gibney announced that it would. be necessary to “raise the wind,” if the pair would breakfast. They retired to the sidewalk to hold a caucus and Mr. McGuffey located a dtme which had dropped down inside the lining of his coat. “That settles it,” Gibney declared. “We've skipped two meals but I'll be durned if we skip another. We'll ride out to the San Mateo county line on the trolley with that dime an’ then hoof it over the hills to Halfmoon bay. Scraggs won't git away from the dock here un- til after twelve o'clock, so we know he'll Jle at Halfmoon bay all night. If we start now we'll connect with him in time for supper. Eh, Bart?” “A twenty-mile hike on a tee-totally empty stomach, with a battle royal on our hands the minute we arrive, wenk an' destitoote, ain't quite my idea o’ enjoyment, Gib, but I'll go you if it kills me. Let's up hook an’ away. I'm for gittin' back to work an' usin’ moral persuasion to git that new boiler.” They took a hitch in their belts and started. From the point at: which they left the trolley to their journey’'s end was a stiff six-hour jaunt, up hill and down dale, and long before the march was half completed the unaccustomed exercise had developed sundry galls and blisters on the Gibney heels, while the soles of poor McGuffe feet were 0 hot he voiced the apprehension that they might burn to a erisp at any mo- ment and drop off by the wayside, The crew of the Maggie had ccased working cargo for the day and Cap- taln Seraggs was busy cooking supper in the galley when the two prodigals, exhausted, crippled and repentant, came to the door and coughed propi- tiously, but Captain Scraggs pretended not to hear, and went on with his task of turning fried eggs with an artistic fiip of the frying pan. So Mr. Gib- ney spoke, struggling bravely to ap- pear nonchalant. With his eyes on the fried eggs and his mouth threaten- ing to slaver at the glorious sight, he snid: “Hollo, there, Scraggsy, old tarpot. How goes it with the owner o’ the fast an’ commodious stenmer Maggie? Git that consignment o' post-holes aboard yet?” Mr. Gibney's honest face beamed ex- pectantly, for he was particufarly par- tial to fried eggs. which would serve to nullify the gnaw- ing at his internal economy would be Y . Inasmuch as Captain Seraggs did not readily reply to Mr. Gibney's salutation, McGuffey, decided to be more emphatic and to the point, albeit In a joking way. “Hurry up with them eggs, Seraggs,” he rumbled. *“Me an’ G down from the city an’ we're hun Jawn D, Rockerfeller'd give a million dollars for my appetite. Fry mine hard, Scraggsy. I want sometin® solid."” “Get off my ship, you murderin® pi- rates Scraggs screame:l. “Not till we've e, the practical- minded engineer vetorted. “Even then we won't cot oft. Me an’ Gib.ain't got any feet left, Scraggs. If we had to_walk angther step we'd_be crippled As for his com- | panion in distress, anything edible and | for life. Fry my eggs hard, T tell you.” “This is piracy, men. It's robbery on the high seas, an’ I can put you over the road for it,” Scraggs warned them. “What’s more, I'll do it.” “Phe eggs, Scraggsy,” boomed Mr. Gibney, “the eggs.” Half an hour later, as the pirates, replete with provender, sat dangling their damaged underpinning over the stern railing where the gentle wave- lets laved and cooled them, Captain Sernggs, accompanied by the new navi- gating officer, the new engineer, and The Squarehead, came aft. The crip- ples looked up, surveyed their succes- sors In oftice, and found the sight far from reassuring. “I've already ordered you two tramps oft'n my ship,” Scraggs began formally, “an’ I hereby, in the pres- ence o reliable witnesses, repeats the invitation. You ain’t wanted; your by stayin’ a minute longer, in defiance o' my orders, you're layin’ yourselves liable to a charge o' piracy.” Mr. Gibney carefully laid his pipe aside and stood up. He was quite an imposing spectacle in his bare feet, with his trousers rolled up to his great knees, thereby revealing his scarlet flannel underdrawers. With a stifled groan, McGuffey rose and stood beside Lis partner, and Mr. Gibney spoke: “Serages, be reasonahle. We ain't lookin’ for trouble; not because we don’t rel it, for we do where a couple o' scabs s concerned, but for the simple reason that we ain’t in the best o condition to receive it, al- though It you force it on us we'll do our hest. If you chuck us off the Mag- gie an’ force us to walk back to San Fran we're goin’ to be reported as missin’. Honest, now. & old de-winder, you ain’t goin® to maroon us here, alone with the vege- tables, are you?" “You done me dirt. You quit me coid. Git out, Two can play at a divty game an® every dog must have his da This is my day, Gib. Seat!” “persnally,” McGuifey announced quietly, “T prefer to die aboard the Maggie, i T have to. This ain’t mov- i’ day with B. McGuffey, Esquire.” “Them’s my sentiments, too, Scragzsy.” “Then defend yourselves. Come on, lads. Bear a hand an’ we'll bounce these muckers overboard.” The Squarehead hung back, having no in- tention of waging war upon his late comrades, but the engineer and the new nayigating ofticer stepped briskly forward, for they were about. to 'fight for their jobs. Mr. Glbney halted the advarce by lifting both great hands in a deprecatory manner. “For heaven's sake, Scraggsy, have a heart. Don't force us to murder you.. If .we're peaceable, what’s to back to San Francisco, where we're known an’ where we'l-have at least a fightin’® chance to git somethin’ to eat . occasionally?” , 3 “You know mighty well what's to prevent me, Gib. I ain’t got no pas- senger license, an’ I'll be keel-hauled an’ skull-dragged if I fall for your cute little game, my son. I ain’t-layin” myself liable to a fine from the inspec- tors an’ maybe have my ticket book took away to boot.” “Enough of this. gab,” Mr. Gibney roared. “My patience is exhausted. I'm dog-tired an’ I'm goin’ to have peace if I have to fight for it. Me an’ Bart stays aboard the steamer Maggie until she gets back to Frisco town or until we're hove overboard in the in- terim by the weight of numbers. An’ it any man, or set o’ male bipeds that calls theirselves men, is so foolish as to try to evict us from this packet, then all I got to say is that they're triftin’ with death. I got my arms left, even if my feet Is on the fritz, Seraggs,” he continued, *“an’ If you start anything I'll hug you an’ your - Death.” ¢rew to death., I'm a rip-roarin’ griz- zly bear once I'm started an’ there's such a thing as drivin’ a man to des- peration.” The bluff worked! Captain Scraggs | turned to his retainers and with a condescending and paternal smile, said: “Boys, let's give the dumb fools their own way. If they insist upon takin’ forcible possession o' my ship on the high seas, there's only one name for the crime—an’ that's piracy, punishable by hangin’ from the yard- arm. We'll just let ’em stay aboard an’ turn 'em over to the police when we _git back to the city.” room’s preferred to your comp'ny, an’ | prevent you from givin’ us a passage. Hug You and Your Crew to He started for his cabin and the crew, vastly relieved, followed him. The pirates once more sat down and permitted their hot feet to loll over- board. . About ten o’clock next morning the little vessel completed taking on. her cargo, the lines were cast off, angl the homeward voyage was begun. Messrs. Gibney and McGuffey were seated on the stern bitts as the Maggie came abreast the Point Montara foyp signal station, when Mr. Gibney observed a long telescope poking out the side win- dow of the pilot house, and following the direction in which the telescope was polrting he made out a large bark standing In dangerously closie to the beach. In fact, the breakers ‘were tum- bling in a long white streak over the reefs less than a quarter of a mile from her. In an instant all was excitement aboard the Maggie. “That looks like an elegant little pick-up. She’s plumb deserted.” Scraggs shouted to his navi- gating officer. “I don’t see any distress signals flyin® an’ yet she's got an anchor out while her canvas is hangin’ s0-50.” “If she had any hands aboard, you'd think they’d have sense enough -to clew up her courses” the mate an- swered. At this juncture, Mr. Gibney and McGuffey, unable to restrain their cu- riosity, and forgetful of the fact that they were pirates with very sore feet, came running over the deckload and invaded the pilot house. “Gimme that glass, you sock-eyed salmon, you,” Gib- ney ordered Scraggs, and tore the tele- scope from the owner’s hands. “Hum—m—m! American bark Chesa- peake. Starboard anchor out: yards braced a-hox; royal an’ to’-gallan’-s'ls clewed up; courses hangin® in the buntlines an’ clew garnets, Stars-an’- Stripes upside down.” He lowered the glass and roared at Neils Halvorsen, who was at the wheel, “Starboard your helm, Square- head. Don’t he afraid of her. We're oin’ over there an’ hook on to her. I should say she is a pick-up!” Mr. Gibney had abdicated as a pl- rate and assumed command of the S. S. Maggie. With the memory of a scant breakfast upon him, however, Captain Scraggs was still harsh and bitter. “Git out o’ my pilot house an’ aft where the police can find you when they come lookin’ for you,” he screeched. “Don’t you give no orders to my deckhand.” _“Stow it, you ass. Yonder’s a prize, but it'll require imagination to win it; conseguently you need Adelbert P, Gibney In your business, if you're con- templatin’ hookin’ on to that bark, snakin’ her into San Francisco bay, an’ ltbelin’ “her for ten thousand dollars’ salvage. You an’ Mac an’ The Square- head here have sailed this strip o coast too long together to quarrel over the first good piece o' salvage we ever run into. Cotne, Scraggsy. Be decent, forget the past, &n’ let's dig in to- gether.” The new navigating officer drew Captain Scraggs aside and whispered in his ear: “Make it up with these Smart Alecks, Scraggs. They got it on us, but if we can send you an’ Hal- vorsen, McGuffey and Gibney over to the bark, you can get some sail on her an’ what with the wind helpin’ us along, the Maggie can tow her all right.” Mr. Gibney saw by the hopeful, even cunning, look that leaped to Scraggs' eyes that the problem was-about to be solved without recourse to the Gibney fmagination, so he resolved to be alert and not permit himself to be caught out on the end of a limb. “Well, Scraggsy?” he demanded. . “I guess I need you in my business, GIb. You're right an’ I'm always wrong. It's a fact. I ain’t got no more imagination than a chicken.” “Spoken like a man—I do not think. Scraggs, for once in my life I have you where the hair is short. I'm willin’ to dig in an’ help out in a pinch, but it's gettin’ so me an’ Mac can't trust you no more. We're that leery of you we won't take your word for nothin’, since you fooled him on the new boiler an’ me on the paint; consequently, we're off you an’ this salvage job unless you give us a clear- ance, in writin’, statin’ that we are not an’ never was pirates, that we're good. law-abidin® citizens an’ aboard the Maggie as your guests, takin’ the trip at our own risk. When you sign such a paper, with your crew for wit- nesses, I'll demonstrate how that bark can be salvaged. My imagination’s better'n my reputation, Scraggsy, an’ 1 ain't workin’ it for nothin’!” “Gib, my dear boy, You're the most sensitive man I ever sailed with. Can't you take a little joke?” “Sure, I can take a little joke. It's the big ones that stick in my craw an’ stifle my friendship. Gimme a fountain pen an’ a leaf out o the Tog book an’ I'll draw up the affydavit for your sigmature.” Scraggs complied precipitately with this request, whereupon Mr. Gibney spread his great bulk over the chart case and with many a twist and flip of his tongue on the up and down strokes, produced this remarkable doc- ument : “At Sea, Off Point Montara, “aboard S. S. Maggle, “of San Francisco. “June 4, 19—. “This is to certify that A. P. Gibney, Fsq., and Bart McGuffey, Esq., is law- abidin’ sitisens of the U. A. and the coustitootion thereof, and in no way pirates or such; and be it further resolved that the said parties hereto are aboard said American steamer Maggie this date on the special invite of Phineas P. Scraggs, owner, as his guests and at their own risk. “Witness my hand and seal:’ Captain Seraggs signed withont reading and the new mate and Neils Halvorsen _appended_their signatures as Twitnesses. Mr. Gibicy tliereupon folded this clearance paper into the |yary of each tiniest possible compact bau, wrapped ‘it in a plece of tinfoil torn from a package of tobacco, to protect ‘it from | gtockholders o his saliva, tucked It in his cheek and with a sign for McGuffey to follow him, started crawling over the cargo r::cllo aft. By this time the Maggie 'was within a hundred yards of the dis- |or Bis tressed bark and was ratching slowly backward and forward before -her. “In all my born days,” quoth Mr. Gibney, speaking a trifle thickly be- f cause of the document in his mouth, | tion, “I never got such a wallop as Seraggs | Treasurer may handed me an’ you last night. I don’t forget things like that in a hurry. |stockholders of Now that we got a vindication o’ the charge o' piracy again us, I'm achin’ to get shet of the Maggie an’ her crew ; so if yow'll kindly peel off all of your clothes with the exception, say, of your upderdrawers, we'll swim off to that bark an’ give Phineas P. Scraggs an exhibition of real sallorizin’ an’ seamanship.” “What's the big idee?” demanded cautiously. “Why, we sail her in ogurselves— me an’ you an’ glom all the salvage for ourselves. T’ell with Scraggs an’ the Maggie an’ that new mate an’ engineer. I'm off'n 'em for life.” Pop-eyed with excitement and inter- est, B.’McGuffey, Esquire, stood up, McGuffey and with a single twist shed his cap | and coat. His shirts followed. Both he and Gibney were-already minus their shoes and socks. To slip out of their faded dungarees was the work of an instant. Strapping their belts around their waists to hold up their drawers, the worthy pair stepped to the rail of the Maggie. “Hey, there? Where you goin’, Gib? you that clearance paper on condition that you was to tell me how to salvage that there bark.” “I'm just about to tell you, Scraggs. You don’t touch a thing aboard the Maggie. You leave her out of it en- tirely. You just jump overboard, like me an’ Mac will in a jiffy, swim over to the bark, climb aboard, and sail her in to San Francisco bay. When you get there you drop anchor an’ call it a day’s work.” He grinned broad- 1y. “One o these bright days, Scraggs. when me an’ Mac is just wallerin’ in salvage money, drop around to see us an’ we'll give you a Kick in the face. Farewell, you boobs,” and he dove overboard. “Ta-ta,” McGuffey cried in his tan- talizing falsetto volce, and -faollowed his leader into the briny deep. (Continued_in_Next Issue) = CERTIFICATE OF INCORPORATION of BEMIDJI BOOX AND STATIONERY COMPANY. Article 1. Section 1.—The name of this cor- poration shall be Bemidji Book and Sta-: tionery Company. Section 2. e general nature of its business shall be the purchase and sale, at wholesale and retail, of stationery and other paper, office fixtures, oifice furniture and equipment, and all other articles which are commonly used and handled in the conduct of a stationery and office equipment business, and the transaction of such other business as may be necessary and incidental to the conduct of such a business. Section 3.—The principal office and place of transacting the business of this corporation shall be at the City of Be- midji, Minnesota. Article 11, Said corporation shall commence on the 24th day of April, 1922, and shall continue for the period of thirty years. Article 111, The names and places of residence of} the persons forming said corporation are: Andrew G. Jacobson, Alice L. Jacobson and William F. Harris, all of whom reside at the City of Bismarck in the State of North Dakota. Article IV. The government of said corporation and the management of its affairs shall be vested in a board of directors, con- sisting of not less than three (3) nor more than five members, who shall be elantad by the stockholders of poration, at its annual_mectin, shall be held in the City of B‘em‘hul, 3 5 n first Tuesdayv in Jan- A S r, and th hall hold office until their succe: elecien and qualified. Until the fir: nnual meeting of the id corporation, and until their successors are elected: and have qualified, the following named per- sons shall constitute the Board of Di- ¢ 'said corporation: Andrew lice L. Jacobson and Wil- ris, all residing at the City , North Dakota. Article V. : The officers of said corporation s be a President, Vice-President, S tary and Treasurer, all of whom be chosen by the Board of Dir rom the stockholders of a4 corpori- The offices of Secretary and be held by the same person. ERS Until the first annual meeting aid corporation, and ors are_elected and Jacobson, of until their succe: have qualified, Alice L. Bismarck, North Dakota, sl dent, Willlam 1. Harris o North Dakota, shall be Vice-President and Andrew G. Jacobson, of Bisma North Dalkota, shall be Secretary Treasurer of said corporation. rticle VI. f The capital stock of said corporation «wall be Ten Thousand Dollars ($10.- 000.00), and the same shall be divided siwo one nundred shares of the par value of One Hundred Dollars eac Said stock shall be paid in as for by the Board ui Directors of corporation. 4 Article VIL The highest amount of indebtedness or liability to which said corporation shall a ¢ time be subject, shall not exceed Two Thousand Five Hundred Dolla 2 IN TESTIMONY WHEREOF we have hereunto set our hands and seals this 5th day of April, 1922 B day oFick L. I3COBSON (Seal) | WILLIAM F. HARRIS (5 ! ANDREW G. JACOBSON (Seal) In presence of: MRS, MARY I B._F. TILLOT: STATE OF NORTH DAKC County of Burleigh, On this Tth day or April, 1922, me, a Notary Public within and for County and State, personally appe: red { Alice L. Jacobson, William® F. “Harrix and Andrew G. Jacobson, to me known to be the same persons described in and i who executed the foregoing instrument. and acknowledged that they executed | the same as their free act and ueed. | B. . TILLOTSON. | (Notarial Seal) Notary Public Burleigh Count * State of North Dakof mission_expires March 19, 1 STATE OF MINNESOTA Department of State. | 71 hereby certify that | strument was_filed for T § office on_the 12th day of April, A D. 1922, at 10 o'clock , and was duly recorded in Book M-i of lncorporations page 809. Sl MIKE HOLM Secretary of | 100625 Office of Register of Deeds, Beltrami County, Mmn. ! 71 "hereby certify that this instrumert ;wz\s filed in this office for record on | and he within in- record in_this ul the 15th day of April, A. D. 1922, at £:10 o'clock P. 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