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a0 | i | | | | | | bt | \ SRSwWEW ™ THE BEMIDJI DAILY PIONEER " - { FRIDAY EVENING, APRIL 21, 1922 SYNOPSIS. CHAPTER 1 — Captain Phineas P. Scraggs_has grown up around tiie docks of San Francisco, and from mess boy on a river steamer, risen to the ownership of the steamer Maggie. Since euch an- nual inspection promised to be the last of the old weatherbeaten vessel, Scrages naturally has some difficul a crew. When the story opens, Adelbert P. Gibney, likable but erratic, n whom nobody_but Scraggs would the skipper, Neils Halvorsen, a solemn Swede. constitutes the fo'castle han and Bart McGuffey, a wastrel of the ney type, reigns in the engine room. CHAPTER II.—With this motley crew and his anclent vessel, Captain S s is engaged in ng_garden truck from Halfmoon bay to San IYrancisco. The inevitable happens, the Maggie going ashore in a fog. CHAPTER IIL—A passing vessel hail- Ing the wreck. ) o a towing combany the ship ashore is the Yaunkee Pr with promise of a rich salvage. tugs succeed In pulling the Maggie 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 Hick: and Flaherty, commanding the two tug. Loats. ascertain the identty of the “Yan- kee Prince” and, fearing ridicule sl the facts become known along the water front, determine on personal veng Their hostile visit to the Maggie results fn Captain Scraggs promising to get a new boiler and make needed repairs to the steamer. ships a fresh cre of a few days of wild conviviality Gibney and McGuffey stranded tieir vld positions on the are hostilely received, b their way to San Franci « dereli w it (Continued from last issue) CHAPTER VL ¥ ¥¥7°° The tide was still at the flood and the two adventurers made fast progress toward the Chesapeake. Choosing 2 they along the bowsprit to the to-gallan’- stle. On the deck below a dead y in the scuppers, and such a horrible stench pervaded the vessel that McGuffey was taken very ill and was forced to seek the rail. “Scurvy or somethin’,” Mr. Gibney an- nounced, quite calmly. “There should be chioride of lime in the mate’s store- room—T'll scatter some on these poor devlls. Too close to port now to chuck em overboard. Anyhow, Bart, me an’ you ain't do nor yet coroners or undertakers, so you'd better skip along an’ bulld a fire under the donkey aft. Matches in the galley, of course. He trotted down to the main deck and prowled aft. On the port side of ber house he found two more dead men, and a cursory inspection of the bodles told him they bhad died of scur- v¥. He circled the ship, came back to the fo'castle, entered, and fonnd four men alive in their berths, Lut too Tar gone to leave thew. “I'll have you boys in the Marine hospital tonight,” he Informed the poor creatures, and <ht the master's cabin. Lying on bed, fully dressed, he found the The man i skipper of the Chesapeake, was gaunt and emaciated, The freehooter of the green-pea trade touched his wet forelock respect- fully. “My name Is Gibney, sir, an’ I hold an unlimited license as first mate of sail or steam. I was passin' up the coast on a good-for-nothin’ little bumboat, an’ seen you in distress, so me an’ a friend swum over to give you the double O. You're in a bad 'wo hundred and eighty-seven days from Hamburg, Mr. Gibney. Our ve; tables gave out and we drank too much rain water and ate too much fresh fish down in the Doldrums. Our potatoes all went rotten hefore we were out two months. Naturally, the ship's of- ficers stuck it out longest, but when we drifted fn here this morning, T was the only man aboard able to stand up. I crawled up on the to-gallan’ fo'cas- tle and let go the starboard anchor. I'd had it cock-billed for three weeks. All T had to do was knock out the stopper.” While Mr. Gibney questioned him and listened avidly to the horrible tale of privation and despair, McGuffey appeared to report a brisk fire under the donkey and to promise steam in forty minutes; also that the Maggie was hove to a cable length distant, With her crew digging under the deck- load of vegetables for the small boat. “Help yourself to a bhelayin’ pin, Bart, an’ knock ‘em on the heads if they try to come aboard,” Mr. Gibuey or- dered nouchalantly. “Do I understand there is a steamer at hand, Mr. Gibne; the master of prake queried, an excuse for one, sir. little vegetable freigleter Maggi never be able to tow you in, hecause she ain't got power enough. an' if she had power enough she ain't got coal enough. Besides, Seraggs, her owuner, is a rotten bad article an’ be- fore he'll put a rope aboard you_he'll The She'll and Gibney and McGuftey swim ble opportunity as the vessel | You up on a contract for a fizger that'd make an angel weep. The way your ship Hes an’ everything, iue an McGuffey can sail her in for you at halt the pr | “I can't visk my ship in the hands | of two men,” the sick captain an- swered. “She’s too valuable and so is her ¢ b, If this little steamer will l i tow me in Tl gladly give her my tow- line and let the court settle the bill.” ! nt b, Mr. Gibney pro- tested. B sir, but you don’t like I do. T of lettin’ him set foot a million,” Beg pardon, know this here Neragy couldu’t thin on this dec “You couldw't think of it? Well, “Qut of My Cabin or I'll Riddle You,” He Barked Feebly. | when @id you take cowmand of my ship?” | “You're flotsam an’ jetsam, sir, an’ | pra illy in the breakers. You're sick, an’, for a1l I know, delirious, so for the sake ' protectin’ you, the sick seaman inithe fo'eastle an’ the ow I'm takin’ command.” The master of the Chesapeake reached under his pillow and produced 4 pistol. “Out of my cabin or Il riddle | you” he barked feeRly. Mr, Gibney departedwithout a word of protest and proceeded to make his arrangements, regardless of the mas- ter's consent. As he and McGufley | busied thems ayil the leading | blocks along the deck, they glanced toward the Maggie and observed Cap- tain Scraggs hurling crates of vege- tables overboard in an effort to get at the small hoat quickly. when the freight claims come in/" Mr. McGutfey chortled. “Poor ol' Scrag- o1 | | When Captain Seraggs eame aboard, | Mr. Gihney escorted him around to the | master's cabin, introduced him, and stood by while they bargained. “The | tow will cost you five thousamd, Cap- tain,” Seraggs hegan pompously. “Me an’ McGuffey'll sail you in for four,” Gibney declared. “Three thousand.” snarled Seraggs, “Sailin’s cheap as.dirt at two thous- | and. As a matter of fact, Seraggsy, me an’ Mac’ll sail her in for nothin’ | Just to skin you out o' the sujvage.” | “Two thousand dollars is my Jowest | figure,” Scraggs declarcl. “Take it | or leave it, Captain. TUmder the eir- ances, hargaining is useless, Two nd is my last bid.” { The figure Scragzs named was prob- ably one fifth of what the master of | the Chesapeake knew a court would | award ; nevertheless he slwok his head. “It's a straight towing job, Captain, and not a salvage propogition at all. | el die | Scraggs replied and handed Mr. Gib- ney twenty dollars, e and Neils Halversen then went forward, got out the steel towing cable, and fastened a light vope to the end of it. The skift floated oft the ship at the end of the painter, so The Squarehead hauled it in, climbed down inte the skiff, and made the light rope fast to a thwart; then, with Captain Se gs paying out | the hawser, Neils bent manfully to the ours and started to tow the stecl cable back to the Maggie, Half v there, the weight of the cable dragging be- hind slowed The Squarehead up and eventually stopped him, - Exerting all his strength he pulled and puiled, but the sole result of his efforts was to we self out, seeing which the M e's navigating officer set the lit- tle steamer in toward the perspiring Neils, while Captain Scraggs, Gibney, and MeGuftey cheered lustily. (Continued in Next Issue) I Have Regained Al My Old Time Stvength And 20 Pounds In Weight by Taking TANLAC says Mrs. A. M. Bla- lock, 4812 Carnegie Way, Fairfield, Ala. If you are weak, run- dowr and under weight, get Tanlac to- day. It helps you digest your food; builds up your strength and reserve power. Ask your neighbor. 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