The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1896-12-26


No other that I ws1aas ever aboard could
pillow through the water with the eass
that she does She rides ike feather.
Yes, there's pock-marked Bill at the
{ ttillcr, and there's the captain. I'm
bound his black beard is slowed away
safe enough now. Why, he looks like
he was born on fishing smack. Moss
of the crew are below deck. 5&7
'sThunder! but it's big chances TO
come in here, and congress this week
appropriated money to put two sloops
/. on the coast searching for him. Great
Caesar! look at the fish; whole deck
load, and there's the seines piled up
astern there. Bought the whole busi-
ness of some fishing smack. Black
Boards keen one, he is. All, here she
comes, right in here" i
The schooner swung into the dock
and three sailors jumped ashore. The
lines were heaved and made fast, p
" number of fish peddlers' carts were
soon alongside and the mate was soon
selling fish by the cart load to supply
the good citizens of Washington.
els this the Fisher Boy?" asked our
clerical-looking friend, as he stepped
to the side of the schooner.
Certain! certain!" answered the cap
tain. Cant you see her name on the
stern? But what do you want,
dominy?" -
81 desire to see the captain, I am coll
lecting money for the seamen's fund."
'Come aboard, the Fisher Boy will
hardly send you away empty handed,
even if you have to carry fish. Go to
my cabin, and I'll soon be with YOU"
Sandy went aft, and descended to the
cabin, where lie was soon joined by the
captain.
"Well, Sandy, what luck7''
''Mr. Albert Bivens, if you please.
captain said Sandy, with a bow. II
am clerk in the treasury department
at $40 q month; my father, Rev. Peter
B. Bivens, was for many years mis-
sionary among the Indians, and they
killed the man who was trying to save
their souls. My father left large
family, and died poor, so I must support
and educate the younger Ones"
"Well done, Sandy! we'll done! Did
the Indians eat the old MANI"
''He was too poor for that, captain
''There's the grog, Sandy, take swig
and tell me, is the plan laid?"
"Laid to hair, captain! laid to a
hair!" ..
'Put your hand there, Sandy, my boy,
you never fail >"
''You see, captain, once got the job,
had every thi1lg easy; for I was in the
treasury all the time. The night watch
man at the treasury building carries a
key to the building; Third Assistant
Paynor carries the keys to the vaults,
] know exactly where he lives and
know exactly how to reach the vaults;
there is more gold there than we can
carry, with all our men,"
."Too bad, that, Sandy, but We'll do
our best to lessen the quantity, and this
is the last trip on this coast. We return
to the island---one little job | want the
crew to help me in, and every man shall
draw his share, and We'll sail for parts
unknown--are there sentinels in the
building?''
uCIc rs GnC 0U INC uOOAs
who has the outer keys, and there's one
sentinel; they change guard every four
hours. The change is made at one
o'clock" .....
<'Then after one o'clock we must do
our work"
When the clock struck one, the streets
of Washington were deserted, especially
so along the docks, where not q soul
was stirring. Then it was that "a men,
every man aboard the Fisher Boy, but
Bow Legs. assembled to the deck, and
every man clad in the uniform of a
United States soldier.
Black Beard, minus his beard, in
the uniform of captain of the line.
and the mate in that of first lieutenant:
swords were hanging at their sides.
and each soldier bore the regulation
mllsket of the army.
The night was pitchy dark, but Sandy
had been over the route he was to lead
them every night for the past two
weeks, and knew to a step where each
turn must be made.
Silently they descended to the wharf,
and in a body marched with shouldered
muskets and tole1nbly well regulated
step to the north end Of the Treasury
building. .....
'Now, lieutenant said the captain,
~ will take four men and go for the
secretary and the vault keys. Manage
as I have told you, and you will have no
trouble. Do not lose time. Lead on,
Sandy"
Two blocks from the treasury Sandy
halted in front of a. two-story brick
dwelling, the residence of Horace Ray
nor, third secretary of the treasury.
"Is this the residence, Sandy?"
''This is it,
"And no one else resides here?"
mo one"
"Follow me inside the gate. Halt!
Stand there, where if he holds light
he may see your muskets glisten. Now.
silence!" And the captain knocked
loudly on the door.
Presently a window opened from
above. -..-
"Well, what's wanted?"
"Are you Secretary Raynora"
eyes; what is wanted ?"
"You are wanted at the treasury at
once. I have orders to conduct you
there"
''What is the troub1e?"
IT don't know. Something Is wrong"
'sWho are you?"