Bemidji Daily Pioneer Newspaper, May 1, 1922, Page 2

¥HE BEMIDJIt DAILY FIOWZER MONDAY EVENING, MAY 1, 1922 (Continued from last issue) -“Buf, Gib, my dear boy,” protested Captain Seraggs, “this Is insanity "\ “I know it.” said Mr. Gibney calmly. you're perfectly right. But “I’d Sooner Die Fightin’ Than Let Them Stand Me Up Agin a Wall in Ensenada.” stand me up agin a wail In Ensenada. We're tilibusters, Seraggsy, and we're caught with the goods. 1, for one, am zoln’ down with the ner M but T'm goin’ down fightin’ bear.” “Mayhe—maybe we can ontri Gib,” half sabbed Captain S 0 hope,” replicd M. it and dle s the last alght miles astern and every minute, and when she's within two miles she'll open fire, OF course, we won't be hit unless they've got a Yunkee gunner aboard.” “Let's tun up the Stars and Stripes ‘em (o fire on us,” sald Cap- id Mr, Gibney firmly, “my old man died for the flag an’ Ive salled under it too long to hide be- hind it when Tm In Duteh. We'll fight, 1 you was ever navigatin® of- ficer on a Colombian gunhoat, Scraggs, like a you'd realize what It means to run | rrom a Mexican,” Captain aggs sald nothing fur- ther. Perhaps he was a little ashamed of himself in the face of Mr. Gib- simple faith in his own ability; aps In his veins, all unknown, flowed o taint of the heroie blood of some forgotten sea-dog. Be that as It may, something did swell in his breast when Mr. Gibney spoke of the flag and his scorning to hide behind it and Seraggs' ggle came together with a sna “All right, Gib, my bo; solemmnly, “I'm with you. Mrs, Serages has slipped her eable and there ain't nobody o mourn for me, But if we cai't tight under the Star d Stripes, by the tail of the Great ed Bull, we'll have a flag of our own,” and leaving Mr. Gibney and the crew (o #et the guns on deck, Captain Scraggs ran below. He appeared on deck pres- ently with a long blue burgee on which w emblazoned in white letters the ingle word Maggie. It was his own houseflag, and with trembling hands he it to the fore and cast its wrinkled folds to the breeze of heaven. “Good old disheloth ! shricked Mr. Gibney, “She never comes down.” “D—d i she does,” said Captain Seraggs profanely, While all this was going on, a deck- hand had re 1 a biock and tackle through the end of the cargo gafl and passed it to the wineh. The two guns came out of the hold in Jig time, and while Seragys and one deckhand opened the niter hold and got out am- munition for the guns, Mr. Gibney, ns- sisted by the other deckhand, pro- ceeded to put one of the guns to- gether, e was shrewd enough to realize that he would have to do prac- tically all of the work of serving the gun himself, in view of which condi- tion-one guu would have to defend the Maggie. He had never scen a mountain gun before, but he did not | find it difficult to put the simple me- chanism together. “Now, then, Scraggsy,” he an- nounced cheerfully when the gun was finally cemvbled on the fnge, able timber an’ spike it to the center o' the deck. I'll run the trail spade up against that cleat an' that’ll keep the recoil from lettin' the £un_ go buckward, clean through the teeth | Opposite rail and overboard. Gimme a coupler gallons o’ distillate an’ some waste, somebody. This cosmoline’s got to come out o’ the tube an’ out 0 the breech mechanism before we com- mence shootin’.” | . The enemy had approached within threc miles by the time the plece. was ready for action. Under Mr. Gihney's instructions Captain Scraggs held the fuse setter In case it should'be nec- essary to adjust with shrapnel. Mr. Gibney Inserted his sights and took & preliminary squint. “A little differ- ent from gun-pointin’ in the navy, but ahout the same prinelple,” he declared. “In the army I believe they call this kind o' shootin’ direct fire, because you sight direct on the target.” He seratched his ingenious head and ex- amined the ammunition. “Not a high explosive shell in the lot,” he mourned. “I'll have to use percussion fire to get the range; then T'll drop back a little an’ spray her with shrapnel. Seems 2 pity to smash up a fine schooner like that one with percussion fire. I'd rather tickle 'em up a Dbit with shrapnel an’ scare ’em into runnin’ away.” He got out the lanyard, slipped a rtridge in the breech, paused, and atched his head again. His calm deliberation was driving Scraggs era He reminded Mr. Gibney with some asperity that they were not at- tending a strawberry festival and for the love of heaven to get busy. “I'm estimatin’ the range, you snipe,” Gibney retorted. “Looks to be #bout three miles to me. A little long, tachbe, for this gun, but—there's noth- in’ like tryin’,” and he sighted: care- fully. re,” he bawled as the Mag- rested an jnstant in the trough of the sea—and a deckhand jerked the lanfard. Instantly Mr. Gibmey clapped the long glass to his eye. o s “Good direction—over,” “He ' ur- mured, “I'll lny on her waterline next time,” He lerkt‘d open the breech, | ejected the cartridge case,-and rammed another cartridge home. This shot struck the water directly under the schooner’s bow and threw Water, over | her forecastle ‘head. Mr. Gibney smiled, spat overboard, and winked confidently at Captain Scraggs “Like spearin’ fish In a bath tub,” he de- clared. He bent“over-the’ fuse. setter. | “Corrector three zero,” he imtoned; “four cight hundred.” He thrust a ridge in” the fuse. setter, twisted it, slammed it In the gun, and fired agnin. “Over,” he fggrowled. Something. whined over the Maggle and threw up a ‘waterspout half a | ile begona her. i “Dubs,” jeered Mr. Gibney, and | sighted again, Thils time lis. shrapnel | burst neatly on the schooner. Almost simultaneously a' shell from the schaoner dropped 'lto the sacked coal | on the forecastle head of ithe Maggie and enveloped her! in a blaek pall of smoke and conl dust. © Captain Seraggs sereamed. “Tit for tat,” thwe -philosopiical Gib- ney reminded himl ' “We can't’eéxpect to zet away with ewerything, SAgaggsy, old kidd The words were searcely | out of his mouth 'before the Maxgle's mainmast and about ten feet of her ancient railing v:ere tratling along- side. Mr. Giigey whistled § goftly through his tegth and succekStally sprayed the Mexfcan again. “Ig hyeaks my heart to ruiai that craft's canvasy” he declared, anl let her have it once more, i \R “My Maggit's tall Is shot away! Captain Scrrggs walled, “an’ T only rebuilt it n week agoe.” Three more shots from the long gun missed them, but the fourth earried away the cablin, leaving the, wreck of the pilot house, with the ‘nelmsman unseathed, stick- ing up lite a sore thumb. “Turn laey around and head straight for them,” the gallamt Gibney roaved. She's n, smaller. -target . comin® bows' on. Wefre: broadside to Ier now.” | “Gib, .will you ever sink that | Greaser2'* Captain Scraggs sobbedl hys- | teri 1. “Dony. want to sink her,” the super- carga yetorted. “She’s a nike litle schoone r, I'd rather capture her. May- be we, can use her In our Lusiness, Seragzey,” and he continued to show- | er thejenemy with high bu ‘sting).shrap- nel. When the two vessels \\"('lfejess | than two miles apart the one-pcynders canwe into action. It was pretty; shoot- ing and the wicked little shells aclpped thipugh the old Maggle ljke busekshot through a voll éf buttér. “Mr. E'bney sfid flat on the deck beside his gun and Captain Scraggs’sprawfed b side’ him. . | “A feller,” Mr. Gibney’ annonnced, { “has pzot to take a beatin’ ‘while loof in” for an openin’ to put over the knoyk- out Hlow. If the old Maggie holds to- gether till ave're within a. cable lang\'h o' fhat schooner an' we aln't al'k§led by that time, T bet TIL makl then s'Tunks sing soft an' lowd™ Ay “How?" Captain ‘Secraggs chattered. “With muzzle lyirsts,® Mr. Gibney replied. _“I'll setymy fuse at zero)an" “My Maggie’s Tail Is Shot Away.” at point-blank range 1m Just rake everything off that schooner's decks. Guéss Tl get half a dozen cartridges set an’ ready for the-big scene. Up with you, Admiral Scraggs, an’ hold the fuse setter steady.” “I'm agin war,” Scraggs quavered. “Gib, it's sure h—IL" “Rats! It's irivigoratin’, Scraggsy. There ain’t hothin’ wrong with war, Scraggsy, unless you happen to -get killed. Then it's like cholera. You can cure every case except the first ote.” They had come inside the minimum range of the Mexican’s long gun now, so that only the one-pounders con- tinued to peck at the Maggie. Evi- dently the Mexican was as eager to get to close quarters as Mr. Glbney, for he held steadily on his course. “Well, it's time to put over the big stuff,” Mr. Gibney remarked presently. “Here's hopin® they don’t pot me with rifie fire while I'm extendin’ my com- pliments.” As the first muzzle burst raked the Mexican Captain Scraggs saw that most of the terrible blast of lead had gone too high. Nevertheless, it was effective, for to a man the crews of the one-pounders deserted their posts and tumbled below: seeing which the individual in command lost his nerve. He was satisfied now that the infernal Maggie purposed ramming him; he had marveled that the filibuster should use shrapnel, after she had ranged with shell (he did not know it was percussion shrapnel) and in sudden tally wounded, purposed gefting close enough to sink him with shell-fire if she failed to.ram him; whereupon the yellow strexk came through and he waved his erms frantically -above his head in token of surrender. - “She's hauled down her rag” shrieked Secraggs. “Be merciful, Gib. There's men dyin’ on that boat.” “Lay alongside that craft,” Mr. Gib- ney shouted to the helmsman. The schooner had hove to and when the Maggie also hove to some thirty yards to windward of her Mr. Gibney in- formed the Mexican, in atrocious Span- .| ish well .mixed. with, English," that if the latter so much as lifted his little finger he might expect to be sunk like a dog. “Down below, everybody but the helmsman, or I'll sweep your decks with another muzzle burst,” he thundered. The Mexican obeyed and Captain Serafgs went up In the pilot house and lald the terribly battered . Maggie alongside the schooner. The instant she touched, Mr. Gibney sprang aboard, quickly followed by Captain Seraggs, who had - relinquished- the hetm to his first mate. Suddenly Captain Seraggs shouted, “Look, Gib, for the love of the Lord, look ! and pointed with his finger. At the head of the little iron-railed com- panion-way .leading down into the en- gine room a man was standing. He had & monkey wrench in one hand,and a greasy rag in the other. Mr. Gibney turned and looked at the man. “McGuffey, for a thousand!” he bel- lowed, and ran forward with out- stretched hand. Captain Scraggs was at Gibney's heels, and between them they camé very nearly dislocating Bar- tholomew McGuffey’s arm. “McGuffey, my dear boy,” sald Cap- tain Scraggs. “Whatever are you a-doin’ on this heathen battleship?” “Me!” ejaculated Mr. McGuffey, with his old-time deliberation. “Why, I'm ithe chief engincer of this eraft. ‘T had a good job, too, but I guess it’s all off now, and the Mexican government'll fire me. Say, who chucked that buck- shot down inte my engine room?” “Admiral Gibney did It sald Seraggs. “The old Maggie's along- side and me-and Gib’s filibusters. Bear a hand, Mac, and help us ciap the hatches on onr prisoners.” ¢ “Thank Ged,” snld:Mr. Gibney plous- 1,1 dida’t kill you. : Come to look into the matter, I didn't-kill anyhody, though I see half a_ dozen Mexicans around decks more: or’less cut up. Where you beenall these years, Mac?” "I been ¢hf igineer.in the Mexi- .can pavy, [cQuifey. “Have you ‘captur o name of the United States or whiat?! H\We've icaptured you in the name ot} Adelbert . Gibney,” was the reply. “I- been huntin’ all my life for a ship of my own, aud now I've got her.. Lord, Mac, she's a beauty, ain’t she? All hardwood finish, teak rail, well found, and Just the ticket for the island trade. Well, well, welll I'm Captain Gibney at last.” (Continued in Next Issue) panic he decided that the Maggie, mor- lin this e AMUSEME “BEYOND THE CROSSROADS” AT THE REX. TUESDAY When Ora: Carew, the screen fav- orite of millions of people admits-that in her new role in “Beyond the Cross- roads,” she was handed morg thrills than she has ever experienced in all her career, it is a good sign her audi- ences are going to b% ‘more than sat- isfied, All of these thrills are awaiting. the public. when “Beyond the Cross- roads,” the néwest release of the Pioneer Filin: Corporation, opens at the Rex theater Tuesday for a run of two days. _lll(lllllll[!IlH(lllllIlI||IIfllllllllllllllllIIII|IIiIlIlll‘ ) “WESTERN SPEED” AT REX - THEATER AGAIN TONIGHT Charles Jones steps into “Western' Speed,” the new Fox production which opened up at the Rex theatre last night, in a fashion that would do credit to a well developed hurri- cane. “The story is that of an adventur- ous cowboy who takes it upon him- self to rescue the girl he loves (but who does not at first love him) and her father from the clutches of an unscrupuluous saloon man and his criminal cronies. There are a number of perilous episodes through which the hero is forced to pass, and Jones acquits himself in true western ranch style. NI R “PEACOCK ALLEY” AT GRAND THEATER LAST TIME TODAY “Peacock Alley” which shows at the Grand theatre for a two day run last time tonight is one of the most delightful pictures of the scason. It is a ravishing, dazziing Mae Murray pre- sentation with all that magnificance and splendor which mark the blonde star’s offerings on the screen. It 1s gorgeously costumed and excellently directed, the story running smoothly to its romantic conclusions. .She is supported by a notable cast headed by Monte Blue as the youth- ful husband and this screen favorite brings-to the part all that genius for which he is noted..Others in the cast were Edmund. Lowe, W. J. Ferguson, Anders Randolf, William Toker, How- ard Lang, William Fredrick, M. Dur- ant and Jeffrys Lewis. “Peacock Al- ley” presented by Robert Z, Leonard, is by Edmund Goulding from a story by Ouida Bergee. “MORAN OF LADY LETTY” AT ELKO AGAIN TONIGHT Few stronger sea stories ever have, been screened than “Moran of the Lady Letty”’ a- paramount picturiza- tion of Frank Norris’ famous novel, which appears at the Eiko theater to- night for the last showing Dor- othy Dalton is the featured player xcellent George Melford pro- duction, while the leading man is Ru- dolph Valentino. - The leading characters of this powerful..picture are strikingly por- \trayed by these clever artists. Moran {is% girl of the sea and in the physical Lstrength, courage and ability to fight is decidedly masculine. But when she | i8“conquered in a desperate fight by ‘Ramon, he becomes her idol. Other characters are splendidly interpreted Dy Walter Long, who plays one of the eanest villains of his screen career 'E} villain,” Charles_ Brindley, Emil Jorgensen, Maude Wayne, Cecil Hol- land and George Kuwa.. INVITING PROGRAM AT GRAND THEATER TUESDAY A program with more than the ual attractiveness has been arrang- et ifor showing at the Grand theater morow and Wednesday. Buster Keaten, that sombre-faced comedian who never fails to create a lot of fun in-his populap comedies, assist- ed by Vitginia Fox and Bull Montana, will headthe program in what has been called a two thousand foot laugh, under the title of “Hard Luck’. As a<urther attraction on the same progranty.and none the less al- luring, is the cdmedy drama entitled “Kisses” featuring the demure and beautiful star, "Ahce Lake, whose cading male suport'is none other than the star of *“The Conngcticut Yankee” Harry Meyers. y Altogether, any person who enjoys a chuckle, a smile and then a good laugh, will find all of these_ at “the ‘Grand theatre TFuesday or Wednes- day, ! EER “THE BONNIE BRIER BUSH™ AT THE ELKO TOMORROW One need not be a Scot to enjoy “The Bonnié Brier Bush” the latest Paramount picture produced in Eng- land which will be the feature at the Elko theatre Tuesday and Wednes- day. The story based on lan Mac- Laren’s famous novel, “Beside the Bonnie Brier Bush,” is one of univer- sal appeal and representatives of every civilized nation will find it sweet and wholesome. Donald Crisp. the producer, plays the important role of the stern, rigid elder of the “kirk’ whose sternness all but provok- es t tragedy in his own home Mary Glynne, popular with American mo- tion picture fans, has the part of Flora, his daughter. The cast is one of unusual excellence and_includes among cthers Alec Fraser, Jack East Jarrold Robertshaw, . Mrs. Hayden Coffin, Humbertson Wright, Dorothy Fane, Langhorne Burton and; gther’ sereen artists. The principal scenes were photographed in Scotland and are most beautiful, The production is massive and many of the gituations fare dramatic and sympathetic. £ g 12 S g G SQUADRON* OPENS fHELYIN 5 CAMPAIGN IN ST: PAUL (By United Press) St. Paul, May 1.—%“The Flying Squadron” opened a three-day cam- paign in St. Paul today. The squad- ron is sending speakers throughout the country in connection® with their nation-wide campaign for law en- foréement. Mass meetings will be held here twice daily for three days. 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