The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1896-12-20
YARNS ABOUT M'GLOIN.
SAYINGS OF the OLD SHIPS CAR
PENTER or THE PENSACOLA.

Terrors or the hay or BiscnY-Oue Matter
in which the Greeks Excelicd Brookiyn
-AIcGioin In q S~torm-Hoyv Muiinpe
Got Even With the Executive omcoVs
McGloin is q Brooklyn man, born and bred.
For thirty years he has sailed in ships that few
the Stars and Stripes and had no hailinR pore
painted under their names. He was entered In
the navy lists as q ships carpenter, and he has
gone with Unclo Sans mcn-o-wnr coastwlse,
across seas. round the world. and back again.
And In all his experience only once has he seen
anything which he was willing to admit could
not be bettcred in Brooklyn. He's in the Marine
Hospital in the Navy Yard now, pretty sick.
and a dozen officers stationed in the yard or at
tached to ships which happen to be there nows
under whom McGloin has served in varioun
ships. 20 up to see him occasionally and Jolly
him along with stories OF the old times.
They tell q good many stories about tho old
man. Navy men say that in the line there are
only two men about whom stories are told. Thu
older officers spin all their yarns about " Black
Jack" Percival, who was n Captain before the
war, and brought q cargo of Spanish jacks home
in n man-of- war. He was in Spanish waters
when the jacks were given to the United States
by Spain. and was ordered to bring them out in
his ship. 1t made him very angry. but he got
the beasts aboard and sailed. for New York.
When he came through the Narrows the guns
had been rolled back, and ont OF every port
anS sy, stT%K . s ,IGkss b ae .Smo I ~ SI. a aSaSoI. cue
Tho Admiral commanding sent post haste to
deaTisan Idn wy sa Glnpt; P %ps ,Ss h aouR R2, sa Gnpts,n,.
answer. because ]. couldn't. ] had two men
tyistins every Jacks tail, but not a damned one
The younger men in the navy tell their stories
about Capt. Joe" Fyfe. the man who saluted
n foreign Admiral with twenty-five guns and
replied TO the amazed Admirals message OF
why, there we're twenty-one guns for him
So It is with the enlisted men. There are GER
thin amOpV them whn arc mazda IN atant fDr all
Sorts of yarns. McGloin, was one Of these. But
some of the stories told about him are true.
There are officers now stationed in the Brook
MoGloiR was The ships carpenter. One Of them
and these are some of the yarns he spun;
In the Bay OF Biscay she struck a terrible stormy
never "r 90 gsers i% rona 81 % Ws% sniiea Every %sEiI timsH
came on, TO blow he went into his berth. He had
casion. and he swore when 1t was over that he
would resign. But the smooth southern seas
from his vow and he stayed. It was almost .
year Sfter the tempestqous crossing of Bis
Mediterranean port. The weather was every
and clear. the day was fine and fair, the sun
was shining brihhtly, and the air was soft and
he was aware Of MeGloin, coming aft.
an. Elt'fiOHH. ne. tdlu, I ruptID uhS
I'm thinkin'. air." answered McGloin,
there's the Bay av Biscay to be crossin' before
were afther gettin' home"
McGloin grew up In Brooklyn and he knew all
the wonderful sights that wonderful city con-
tains. He was a loyal soul, and whatever he
saw and wherever he saw 1t. he always main-
tanned stoutly that 1t could have been done bet-
ter in Brooklyn. 1t was always:
"Ye should see Tim Doolan do it. IT'S the
making av a foihe bit av worruk we have here.
bcdad, but we should see Tim Doolan do it,"
When the Pensacola was at Athens como enc
took NcGloin to see the ruins of the Parthenon.
Fer the first and only time in his life the car
pcnter WAS beaten. 1t was not the grandeur OF
the magnitude OF the work. He was ready to
maintain that there were architects in Brooklyn
who could design a more beautiful building. and
quRrrylnen ana stonecutters who could produce
as fine blocks OF marble.
a~masement. Consider that. lis not tho
thickness nv paper that's, betune the blocks.
Organ be sayin' %hin do be tellln' him that.
Hell not behave VI. There's no wan in Brooklyn
i lay f'f they're Sret no, t elm in Broosly NTH this day.ss
The Pensacola was coming up to San Fran
cisco from the South seas. She was somewhere
off Honolulu when she met q gale that almost
laid her down. Promptly McGloin went to bed.
The old ship fought the tall seas for hours.
making mighty little headway. and McGloin
lay IN his hunk and groaned. Finally it was re-
ported to the Captain that something WAS wrong
with the foretopmast. The heel Of it seemed 10
have worked loose. and every time the ship
plunged or rolled II threatened TO break free
and so by the board. The Captain sent for Nc
Gioin and the carpenter staggered on deck.
Get up there commander! the Captain.
and sec what's the matter at the iorct"i.',
Me- exclaimed McHloin. 80 ammo, cd that
he could hardly speak.
Yes, you" answered the Captain. Look
lively about it, too"
osition so dazed him that he lost his breath.
Tn, that mast. reiterated the Captain,
and find out what's the matter NJ The fOrGtup.'
McGioin was a privileged character on tiie
Pensacola. or there wouldn't have heen That
much show Of argument, But when the Cap
tain saw how unhappy the carpenter was, he
added gond- naturedlG,:
Captain" said McGIoin in n last de-puirirg
! protest. do you really mean that you wait mo
TO go up that mast in this storm with tt,tT .tnp
going this way. and see whats WRONG with that
tain, nH iS,I heard Da, w . ! 1, 5q, ID. e< @Nn% ID, '@ ne r ,Sns
Captain" SAID McGioin. soIemnly. "tfth"re
was II iour-!ncl. plank from here 10 BROOKLYN
I'd walk home"
McGloin's best friend on the Icn.a, OH was
Mullaue, the bo's'n. Mullanc was Il rN"cu-
tive officers especial pet. Whatever AHrprncd
and whenever it happened. the executive "fli""r
sent for the bo's'n to have ii slrn,ght"re'l "'t.
In season and out OF season, whenever HrltEinG
was reported TO the executive officer. Mnllano
was sure to hr hauled out of he'd with an order
TO tumble upou deck. II wore the uO'>'n's soul,
but lie stood it in silence, as Il sailor man
should. and waited for time 10 right his
wrongs. Tine was pretty SLOW about go-
ing into the business of rcdrcssing wrongs.
and il h~appcned that MuIlane iinisiled
Ills cruise and went home on leave without
even having had n chance to get square with
| the annoying executive officer. lie had been at
SEA for three years and his family were mighty
glad to So. him. They sat up aud talked until
nearly midnight and then MUllnne was pre-
vailed upon 10 20 to bed.
lie there anything YOU want, father I" said
MuiIane's son, as the Uo's'n was about to Fay
good might.
Yes" answered Muliane, there is. want
you to come to my room ut 3 O'Clock. Pound
ON the door rs hard as you can. then open IT and
stick your head in and shout MuliahG. its
Blowing "A gallo o wind. All hands are ordered