The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1896-08-14

substituted. 1t was only a half hours
run to the 500, and it was expected that
the captain could pick up new fireman
there
At the 500 the captain received the
needed repairs, took on a few boxes of
vegetables for the dredge and was ready
for the return. He had not been able to
find new fireman in any of the loafing
places or saloons on Water street,
Jakey went to the post Office for his
mail, expecting, of course, that the fire.
man would stay on the tug and keep
up steam, but what was his chagrin
to find the fireman gone, and the steam
low on his return. Any hitch in the
workings on his part of the boat was an
annoyance to JalSey; and then the cap
tain was particular and liked the tug
to carry good head of steam. Jakey
climbed down into the firehole and
fixed the fire, and just as he came up,
the fireman and the captain came back.
The old man was feeling pretty testy
at his failure to find new man, and
the man who had fired coming up had
been drinking somewhat. "Jetzt wird's
los oehen,v said Jakey to himself, in
German, then relapsing into English;
die old man he get mad and die foire IS
most oudt."
They cast off the lines and backed out
Of the slip. There were number Of
boats passing. and the captain signaled
to go ahead, and reverse. and to slow up,
and to put on steam, till poor Jalxey
was wild. "Py graciousl Die captain
he Won wild mani" he kept muttering
to himself. as he sat at the lever. and
the. signals came pouring in like news
on election night. A half mile down
the river the signal bell pgain changed:
"Full steam! Full steam! Full
steam!" 'sTod und teufels said Jakey.
aloud. "Full steam! Dot vas a shoke;
We aindt full steam"
tJakey." yelled the captain, there
cons Morrison's tug for a racel Open
her u NJ"
Jakey was beside himself. He
crawled out and ran to the pilothouse.
"Cabtain, We no have shteam. Dot fire.
man he let die foire most go oudt!"
make him fire upl" shrieled the
captain.
If the "old man" on the W. H. Max
well had one pride more than another
in his old age it was that his tug should
never be passed.
Jalzey hurried to the fireman, who
sat on the hawser post of the-rear deck,
looking stolidly at the approaching tug.
''Vy you make no fire, Spitzbub?" he
said, with excited volubility. eve must
have shteam! We must have 'foire!
They beat us!"
"Shut up, old sauerkraut! I'm talk
ing a rest" answered the fireman.
"You no sholle now. Iwant shteam,"
said Jakey, but the man only laughed;
he was drunk enough to be ugly, and
then he knew it was only Jakey.
In the meantime the bells came faster
and faster to the engine-room. "Him-
melsherrgott!" CALCULATED Jakey. "Ve
no have shteam. und yet the cabtain he
bust"
The fireman was now around on the
bow and the captain was swearing at
him and telling him to fire up. Finally
Jakey appeared again at the pilot
house. eve have a krieg, a vor,' said
he to the captain, ''but donnerwetter!
tink We will have peace!" Here he
marched up to the fireman. His hat
was off and his faxen hair was futter-
ing in the wind. evil you make
foire?" he demanded.
"Hello! You here, Germany?"
growled the fireman. 81 don't have TO
work for you
ooh, you don't! makes you vurk!"
and Jakey grabbed the rebel by the
collar.
"Give it to him, Jakey,'' yelled the
captain; 'give it to him!"
But Jakey needed no encouragement;
it was a war of conquest; old Marshal
Butcher moving once more to battle,
and his slow Teutonic blood was up at
last. The fireman was surprised. The
combat was soon decided, and Ja2ley sat
upon his antagonist upon the deck.
'Give it to him!" yelled the captain.
'You shoke! You play FOOL pant
ed Jakey. ''Vy you no laugh now?"
Suddenly a thought came to him;
nanhole of the deck, then picked up
tbs fireman, doubled him together, and
literally poBed him down below. It
was only the work of moment to
fasten the cover-the revolt was over.
Jakey now went back to the firehole
and stocked up. Then he took his seat
in the engine-room and opened the
lever. In little while Morrison's tug
was losing again and soon dropped out
cf the race. The captain was jubilant
ind kept signaling for more steam.
you have good fireman now, cab
tain," called JalSey, as he disappeared
down into the firehole.
With great putting and snorting, ard
rolling out big clouds of smoke, the
W II. Maxwell steamed up to No. 4.
G1oans, caths and entreaties were COM
ing up out of the manhole on the upper
deck. The captain soon proclaimed the
news, and all the dredge hands stood
around to see the unfortunate fireman
crawl out Yankee generosity was quick
togive Jalzey the palm; and thenceforth
ne was treated with respect-the re-
Spect of the river, which, though IL
may be coarse, is always genuine. The
triumph of the Teuton was complete.
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