Evening star., 1898-09-03

mumbled the form on the mattress. at
was a farm We decided on. / was TO be
cap ain and Millie was to be first lufr. and
truck-and-and-" He slept again.
How Murphy Got Even.
When the Vandalia was paid of after a
cruise in the later SOS wiry little Irish
man named Duffy. a fireman on board.
left the ship with a cool three hundred dol
lars In his monk bag He was ashore
for good time and he went to the Bowery
to find it. That night he was found in a
hallway, stripped of every cent drugged
and beaten A policeman paid his carfare
10 the yard and he shipped at once. A week
iater, aIter he had rested up and recovered
some OF his usual good spirits, Duffy asked
Tor liberty. but 1t was denied him because.
he was in debt for his new outfit
shortly after midnight he slipped over
the side to the dock by way of a mooring
naMsel th ana made his escape from the yard
through the Swamp" as the land north of
the marine barracks was called. There
was Just touch of gray in the east when
DuHy, hilarious and lurching, appeared on
the dock again. He saluted the astonished
sentry with a wave of his hand. staggered
up the gangway, and as he stepped on
board his foot slipped and he fell PROSTATE
on the edge of the quarterback There was
loud Jingling of coin and vast number
of dimes, nickels, quarters and half dollars
fell from Duffys pockets and rolled hap
hazard over the deck.
Gather thin oop. me byes," he shouted
proudly to the anchor watch which had
hastened to his assistance It's all money
av that baste av a thafe, Murphy, who
kapes the gin mill fornist the Bowery.
Whoop! it's mesilf as is square wild him" E"
He subsided into a peaceful sleep In the
brig, and the mystery remained unsolv-
ed until the morning papers appeared with
scare-head article announcing that the
saloon of one Michael Murphy, on the
Bowery, had been entered during the
night, that the cash drawer had been rob-
bed of its contents, that Murphy himself
had been set upon by the burglars and
beaten insensible and that a sailor knife
lanyard had been found on the premises. A
few detectives prowled around the yard for
several days, but Duffy was kept under
cover by his admiring shpmates, and the
affair was finally forgotten.
-. All Work, Little Play
If there is any excuse for registering. the
naval sailor has 1t. He is condemned to
pass the greater part of his time on board
a vessel much too small and cramped for
the crew occupying 1t. He can seldom Sc
cure two consecutive days ashore and IL
he should overstay his leave by so much as
an hour he is punished by restriction. His
life is monotohous enough in very truth
and when his country is at war Jack is sub
ject to blockade duty that keeps him be-
tween the bulwarks for months and months
Small wonder that his moral balance tips
over the scale.
One night recently a man living on one
OF the side streets of New York was
awakened by a prodigious ringing of his
front door bell Glancing from a window
he saw the shadowy outlines of a man on
the stoop, working vigorously at the knob
Hey, there, what's the matter?" called
out the citizen The figure swayed un-
steadily; then 4 husky voice muttered:
Get up, you OF lubberi I've been (hfcD
six months on board ship"
What in the name of all that's wonder
full, do / care?'
Thought I'd tell (hicD ye. Humph, We
amt got much interest in a Santiago
hero"
The sailor lurched up the next stoop and
rang that bell. AS the first citizen re-
turned to bed he heard the Jackie's voice
proclaiming, "Whoop, been aboard shi; for
six (hicD months. Rouse UP there, We stay-
at-hon'esr'
Jack is queer fish.