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El Paso daily herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1881-1901, 1900-07-07
Ell PASO, TEXAS, SATURDAY, JULY 7, 1900

genJ1y toward the wall. A sailor IN read1-
ness dropped from above and ran aft with
the lanyard of a cork fender. The trim
mer- jumped on the bulwarks, and one
might have thought that he was going to
bear a hand-an unnecessary hand. The
sailor did so and cursed him for his Off
ciousness. The dDnkeyman, however,
who was oiling the afterwinch, had other
ideas on the subject, and stood by for
rush; hence, when that trimmer was get
ting himself ready for a spring back on
the quayhead, the donkeyman's long legs
took him rapidly across the red iron decks,
and when the trimmer was already in
midair the donkeyman's huge paw de-
scended upon the slack OF his black
breeches and drew him back as though he
possessed the weight of feather pillow,
whereat the crowd at the pierhead yelled
with delightful laughter, and the dingy
steamer made her way stolidly on to the
muddy waters of the Mersey ebb, which
dubbed against the lip of the walls be-
yond.
Curse you,'' snarled the trimmer,
what's that for?''
Because we're short manned in the
stokehold already, me son, and if there S
Q hand goes it's meself that'n have to
stand watch and watch in his place. Hav
in got you, shall be a jintleman now and
slape in me bed at night all the way TO
New Orleans. See that?''
s'This mucky old tramp'll be blowed up
sure's death, and shall be killed.
We'll, bless MEL retorted the donkey
man, who'd miss you if you were killed?
Always supposin you weren't wanted for
our furnaces. Here, get up, you half baked
scum of the workhouse, and tumble be-
low. Thank your stars the old man
hasn't seen you from the bridge, but don't
give me any more of your lip, or III report
you to him and the chief to boot. Now.
mosey!''
The coal trimmer blew his nose on his
below, muttering. The donkeyman re-
turned to his winch, unbent the chain
and sent it down into the adjacent hold.
Then he returned to the poop deckhouse,
where he lived with the carpenter and
boatswain, and offered to bet those wor
thies, who had just come in for dinner,
that Captain Kettle shot some one on
board before the Port Edes tied up against
New Orleans levee.
Hes just holy terror, our old man."
observed the donkeyman cheerfully. II
sailed with him once before, and he I'M
bent a quartermaster'S front teeth with
the bridge telescope before we'd been three
days out. With the smudgy crowd we've
got here now it's pound to brick they
start him moving even sooner than that.
Not that mind myself. Seas dull enough
as a general thing, and I like to see bit
of life throwing about and at that game
little Red Kettles good as Yankee skip
per any day"
El Paso daily herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1881-1901, 1900-07-07
CHAPTER VIII.
GROUND BAIT.


For reasons the Port Edes took the
''north about course-that is, she headed
across south of the banks of Newfoundland
nearly to Cape Hatteras and then braved
the three knot current of the gulf stream
by passing down the Florida channel on
the western side of the Bahamas. They
had carried good weather with them
light head breezes or calms-an the way,
and although Goals We're dear, owing to a
strike, and the days outlay was limited
to % tons by order, the steamer usually
averaged 1917 knots despite the unskill-
fulness of the engine room staff.
In a canvas chair on the bridge deck
under the lee of the fiddle sat Patrick
Cambel, with a pipe between his teeth and
Pierre Lofts ''Fantome d. Orient" in his
lap. He was distinctly idling. For the
moment he was wondering how, from so
transparently blue sea, the spray which
jumped from the wave creStS could be
colorless and Opaque. Then by following
with the eye tangle of yellow gulf weed
which f1oated past his attention was car
ried away to some little gray spouts of fog
which told of whales and their calves tax
ing summer outing in the milk warm
waters of the south. Beyond his eye fell
upon one of the screw pile Ii lighthouses with
which the United States government has
fringed the Florida shoal, and on the far
horizon spouted the wind thrashed tops of
some scattered cabbage palms, which told
that there at least the shallow sea was sea
no more At the back of these palms lay
the mysterious shelter of the Everglades.
A thought passed through Patrick Cam
bells mind, thought of the drama to be
played under shelter of those recesses
within the next few days, and he frowned.
He thrust the thought from him as an i'm
pertinence and turned again to his novel.
But he was destined just then to read no
more from that dainty vignette of STAN
bool. Through the grating of the fiddle
above his head came a frightened shout,
then a chorus, then prolonged Gathering
as iron tools were thrown on the floor
plates and the boots of scared men smote
the rungs of the ladders.
Cambel gave a quick smile to himself,
as though he understood something, then
mounted a look of concern ON his face,
and getting up from his chair crossed to
port and strobe up TO the break of the
bridge deck. The captain, coming out OF
the charthouse, joined him. From the door
of the alleyway beneath them rushed
El Paso daily herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1881-1901, 1900-07-07
Continued from lat Saturday.

The crew signed their marks on the ar
ticles at the shipping office in the Sailors
home and went grumbling to get rid of
their advances. Later most of them turned
up on the steamers, some with their
worldly goods done up in dunnage sacks,
which look to the uninitiated like pillow
slips, some apparently possessing moth
ing but the squalid raiment they stood up
in. There was not one of them dressed
like sailor, according to the conventional
idea. Yet most of them had made their
bread upon the seas since early boyhood,
which shows what conventional ideas are
sometimes worth. They were most of
than their years.
The engineers came on board early, for
the most part in scrubby blue serge and
sour black temper. They grumbled at the
messroom in broad Glaswegian, prophesied
evil Tin advance) about the capacities of
the messroom steward and the ships cook,
dumped their belongings into their vari-
Gus rooms and changed to apparel more
suita BILE for tail twisting in the unclean
regions below. Then they went on duty,
quarreled with the donkeyman who was
making steam fer the wincheS and pro-
ceeded to split up their crew of firemen
and trimmers into watches and apportion
them to furnace doors and bunkers.
The three mates, the boatswain and the
most of them large headed with recent Ii
bations and feeling cantankerous accord
ingly. There was a small general cargo
being shipped for New Orleans and it
gave these worthy officers ease to find oc-
casional acid fault with the stevedore's
crew or the crane men on the wharf, but
for the most part they shuff1ed about the
decks in easy slippers, attending to the
various ship duties in massive sneering
silence.
Patrick Cambel came into the chart
room on the bridge deck, closing the door
behind him. "A CHEEKY, amiable crowd
you've collected he said.
Aren't they?" replied Captain Kettle
from a sofa locker. They re just a terror
of crew. You wait till we get to sea, and
they start on mischief. My mates a cur.
He wouldn't stand up to a Chinaman.
And the rest of the after guard is much
of pattern, picked that way on purpose.
Oh, tell you, Mr.. Cambel, that / stand
alone, and shall have my hands full But
let 'em start, the brutesl I'll haze them.
1t isn't a new sort of tea party this with
me-
You're going into it with yoar eyes
open anyway"
''Oh, don't you make any error" said
Kettle. Il know my job. And if warn
you it's because you'll see things for
yourself and perhaps join in at them. 1
don't go and tell everybody. Not much
They think ashore I've got a real soft
thing on this time Why, do you know,
Mr.. Cambel,' he added, with thin, sour
grim my old woman wanted to come with
me for the trip? She said it was SO long
since she's had Whit of outside air that
now I'd such tidy steamboat under me
she couldn't miss the chance. Yes, and
che said she'd bring one of the kids with
El Paso daily herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1881-1901, 1900-07-07


her that wanted to be a sailor, like his
daddy 1 tell you she was that took on
the idea she'd hear no refusal, and. had
to write letter to owners and get them
to wire back a No she could read for
herself. It'd look we'll set to music, that
tale, wouldn't its Sort Of jumpy music,
you know, with yo-heave humbug chorus
to it, same as all sailors songs that you
hear in the halls
Cambel shrugged his shoulders. "What
can you expect at the pricef'' he asked.
''This isn't a Gig a month berth, and
you've tbrashed across Atlantic in a worse
ship for less
Don't you mistake me-" retorted Ket-
tie. I'm working for full value received,
and there's many an old sailor'd like to
be in my shoes if he only knew. I'm not
grumbling at the berth, only when
mans ON a racket of this kind it's bit
hard ON him to have a wife and kids he's
fool enough to be fond of. It's an ugly
amusement lying to them like q play &C.
tor when you know it's ten chances to
one you'll ever see English mud again.
That's the way it cuts, though 1 suppose
you'll think it all sailors grumbie. Per
haps you aren't married mant'
mo, I'm not
But you've got people who care for
your"
Cambel gave the ghost of smile and
then laughed. No. he said, Il can't
even boast of that. Acquaintance are
El Paso daily herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1881-1901, 1900-07-07
To be Continued next Saturday

Law is like sieve. A man may see
through it, but if he gets through it he
will find himself much reduced.-Chi-
eago News.
El Paso daily herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1881-1901, 1900-07-07

crowd of frightened men-trimmers, stok-
ers, stripped to the waist; engineers in
dungaree, all the human contents of the
lowest hold. Kettle singled out the chief
with bis eye and addressed him with sour
irony
Afternoon, Mr.. McFee. Fine, isn't it,
Akron daily Democrat. [volume] (Akron, Ohio) 1892-1902, 1900-08-27
DISCIPLINE
Continued from fifth page.)

was far stronger in the north than in
the south; that the southern people, If
now and then provoked to violence
against them, knew them well and
were tolerant of their faults; that
wrongs done them in the south were
usually In remote places, where the
machinery of the law was imperfect
and slow, and above all that however
i'll the south might act, these great
outrages of the last few days. occur
ring in populous and well policed cit
les. both of which had been regarded
by the colored race as cities of refuge,
were intolerable and brought home to
the black man the conviction that 1t
was in the south and nowhere else that
he must find his friends. This really
ELOQUENT address was cordially ap-
plauded, and after a few more speech
es, the resolutions were adopted, with
only two dissenting votes, and the
meeting adjourned.
In the course Of the meeting reso-
luton was introduced calling attention
TO recent memorials of colored women
requesting that states In which lynch
ings occurred should be expelled from
the union, but was withdrawn, as 1t
was desired that the proceedings
should be free from any manifestation
of vindictiveness, 1t was also suggest
ed that the expulsion of a state might
be expedient, especially so strong a
state as Ohio, or New York, and that
there might be obstructive legal con
siderations. 1t was evident that there
was hut little sentiment in favor of TIL,
expulsion of the offending states.
Akron daily Democrat. [volume] (Akron, Ohio) 1892-1902, 1900-08-27
Had m Object.

After I had watched colored man
fishing in q South Carolina brickyard
pond for 40 minutes without pulling up
his hook l asked him II he thought
there were any fish there to be caught.
mo, sab, | reckon not" he replied.
''But you seem to be fishing"
"Yes, sah."
"But perhaps you are not fishing for
fish?"
mo, sah."
l waited ten minutes for him to ex-
plain, but us he did not finally asked
him what particular object he had in
view.
"De objick, sah," he repeated without
taking his eyes of the pond or moving
the pole-"de objlck Of my tishin fur
fish whsr dere haln't any is to let de
ole woman see dat hain't got no time
to pick up de hoe and work In de truck
patchv
Akron daily Democrat. [volume] (Akron, Ohio) 1892-1902, 1900-08-27
MIR. .BOWSERRET
HAD ALL HE WANTED OF COUNTRY
LIFE.

Dusty BilI, Railroad jam and Tow
path Tom Make the Fnmily's Last
Day on the Farm n Very Lively
One.
Copyright. 1900. by C. B. Lewis.l
Mrs. Bowser and the cook worked
over Mr.. Bowser for two hours after
his adventure with the bumblebees,
and he put in the whole day sitting
around with his head and hands In
poultices. During the forenoon, before
his pains had abated, no questions
were asked him, but after dinner, when
his interest in life seemed to have re.
vived little, Mrs Bowser said:
81 can't make out how 1t happened
Did you walk into nest of humble
beesW
woman, do you take 9e for an idi-
OF? / saw through the whole thing in
minute. was out here for my
health. was beginning to find the
pure air and the seclusion doing me
good. You wanted to 30 home, and
you put. up q job on me-"
"But how did know about the bum
blebeesT she protested.
"Never mind how you knew. 1t was
deep laid plot to bring about my
death, your sixteenth attempt to as
sassinate me, but 1t failed. But for
your bloodthirstlness might have con-
sented to return home when my weight
had increased 10 or Is pounds, but now
I'll be hanged IL don't stay right here
till | weigh tom"
1t was no use to argue further. The
day passed slowly and quietly by, and
night came. Mr.. Bowser grew better
natured, and as he sat in the door he
melted enough to say:
"By George, but what an evening"!
At this hour in the city there's noise
Akron daily Democrat. [volume] (Akron, Ohio) 1892-1902, 1900-08-27

only way we G.n git our rights Is to
bust de combination"
Mr.. Bowser realized that he had q
scrap on hand. with odds Of three to
one, but he did not falter As they NOV
ed up ON him he was ready, and when
Mrs. Bowser reached the door the four
men were fighting in heap on the
grass. There were screams and shouts
and curses, and the tramps encouraged
each other by shouting warcries, but
at the end of ten minutes they gave up
the fight and fled. Mr.. Bowser had
fairly licked the trio, but he had not
come off unscathed. They had kicked
and bitten and pinched him until he
was sight to see. Mrs. Bowser was
weeping and the cook wailing as he
got up and shook himself to see what
was missing. Without needing them
he marched into the house and the
kitchen. After washing off the blood
he took down his coat from a hook,
buttoned 1t around him and put on his
hat.
"You are not going to follow themT
sobbed Mrs. Bowser.
WE uTe dlOuc ueTct VIC IL Dc
murderedp walled the cook.
Get ready and come on" replied the
victor of the scrap.
but where toT
"Follow me-"
And they put on their hats, locked
the door behind them and followed him
down to the gate and down the high
way to the station. He walked in ad-
vance and spoke no word. They had
only five minutes to wait for the mid
| night train, and he waved them aboard
and came after.
1T must be that we are going home"
said Mrs. Bowser as the train started.
"lf we are, then I'll work for you for
year without wages" said the thank
full cook.
Mr.. Bowser heard them, but he gave
no sign, He had spent day and two
nights on n summer farm, and he was
trying to figure out how many years it
would take him to recover from his
vacation. Only once did he seem to
take any interest in what Yves going on
around him. That was as he train
stopped at a station for a mil 'te and
a familiar voice on the platform was
heard saying:
''Yes, gentlemen, he's fat and bald
headed and crooked In the legs, but you
hev de word of Dusty Bill dat II he'd
train fur de ring none of de fellers Of
today would be in it, NJ. QUAD.
Akron daily Democrat. [volume] (Akron, Ohio) 1892-1902, 1900-08-27
GOOD WORDS
For the Fourth O. v. |. Heard on All
Sides.

Ruchtel Hotel was one of the busiest
places In the city last week. Besides
the regular run of business, over $500
meals were served TO the soldiers.
Mr.. w. Il. Pence stated Monday that
it was the heaviest rush of trade in
the history Of the house. Mr. Pence
has nothing hut words of praise for
the officers and men of the 4th o. V. |.
"lu II years of military experience,
In Cleveland" said Mr. Pence, 81 never
saw so orderly regiment"
At o'clock Monday morning every
body was astir at the hotel At 3 o.
clock, 245 soldiers had been fed and
they were packing their effects pre-
paratory for their departure.
Col. G. NJ. Wright, Assistant Adju-
tant General of the o. n. G.. stated to
Democrat reporter Monday that out
side of the regular army, he had never
seen a regiment so well disciplined as
the 4th O. V. |.
"All rough boisterousness so often
found In the raw recruits was lacking
said Col. Wright,
Akron daily Democrat. [volume] (Akron, Ohio) 1892-1902, 1900-08-27

'BY GEORGE, BUT WHAT AN EVENING" ]"
fairly well, He came back to beat the
record, and the sound of his voice roll
ed Mr.. Bowser out of bed and set the
women screaming.
"Shut up your noisew he shouted as
he fumbled around and struck light.
ITS nothing but that owl come back
again; but, by the bones of Jacob, I'll
show him that his hooting isn't appre-
ciatedw
The bird few away at sight Of the
light, and Mr.. Bowser was standing in
the open door surveying the night
when voice from out of the darkness
remarked:
81 seen your light, Gully, and thought
I'd drop in and hev cold bottle and a
bird with YOU"
1t was Dusty Bill again. AS Mr..
Bowser gazed at him in astonishment
he came forward and continued:
"And mebbe you kin be prevailed up
on to show me that fiphop trick you
practiced on me last night BY John,
but what's de matter wild your mugT"
"You scoundrelv gasped Mr.. Bow
ser. But what are you doing here
again tonightY'
"Hevn't | bin tellin you? Where's
de bird and de bottle?"
'Il give you birds and bottles, you
loafer, youl Out of this before ! mop
the earth with you"
"But de bird and de-
Mr.. Bowser tackled him, the women
screamed, the owl hooted from dis
tant tree, and for five minutes there
was lively time in that end of the
eountiy Then the tramp broke away
and made off, and as the painting Mr..
Bowser sat down on the doorstep to
recover his wind Mrs. Bowser tearfuliy
exclaimed:
"Your ear Is bitten, your nose is
scratched. and he's torn the shirt of
your back. How can you call this a
vacation? Oh, II you'd only agree to
Akron daily Democrat. [volume] (Akron, Ohio) 1892-1902, 1900-08-27
FUGENIO sORRENTINO.

Following NJ. Paur the Exposition
will have for week the inimitable
Sousa, direct from Paris. where his
band has been easily the most popular
musical attraction at the big French
show. The Damrosch orchestra will
then be the attraction for two weeks
after which Sousa will return and
remain until the close OF the Exposi-
tion.
The Crystal Maze. In which young
and old will delight to wander in per
plexity. is a new feature A fine dem.
onstration OF what may be accomplish.
ed by the aid Of electricity will he
given In the presentation of "A Day
in the Alps" a spectacular representa-
ton OF a Swiss village covering pc
riod OF "a hours 1t is given In dark.
ened room and lasts about 20 minutes
The cinematograph will have new
pictures representing the stirring
scenes Of the South African and Chi
nese wars taken right on the field OF
action. besides many other novelties
In the way OF other events, humorous
scenes and oddities. ~
The main building this year will he
dream OF beauty. A peculiar fact
IN connection with the decorations ts
that they were fashioned and designed
solely by women
For out.of.town visitors cOnces
sion OF one fare for the round trip has
been granted besides which numerous
special excursions will be run. Al
the grounds every accommodation fur.
nsheQ by city will be at the disposal
OF visitors. There will he an excellent
cafe, while those who bring n luncheon
with them will find ample accommodate
tion for Its enjoyment. There will ba
postoffice, a telegraph Office. a long,
distance telephone station and an emer'
gency hospital.
Akron daily Democrat. [volume] (Akron, Ohio) 1892-1902, 1900-08-27
EXPOsITI0N's STAR YEAR.
plttsburs SHOW Promises to De The BssI
In It's HIstory


With the best musical organization,
that are procurable In America an en-
tirely new list OF special attractions
Of the highest order. complete reno
walton Of the buildings and largely
Increased list of exhibitors, this years
Pittsburg Exposition promises to he
the most successful one in its history
The Exposition opens on the evening
OF September s. with the Banda Ros
sa. Italy's most famous musical organ
ization. as the musical attraction. This
band occupies the same place In Italy
that Sousa does In this country. and
Its leader. Eugenio Sorrcntino. like
sousa. is writer of catchy marches
The band has been in America foI
nearly two years. During the present
summer 1t has been at the northwest
ern lake resorts. where its popularity
has been unbounded While ut Lake
Harriet. near Minneapolis, Signof
Sorrentlno composed funeral march
for the late King Humbert. OF Italy.
Emil Paur. conductor of the New
York Philharmonic society, and foi
many years conductor of the Boston
symphony orchestra, will follow the
Banda Rosa at the Exposition. with
the Metropolitan Opera House orches
ira. Of New York. remaining from
September II to %. NJ. Paur's en-.
gagement is the result of increased
preference for orchestral music that
has been manifested In Western Penn
sylvania in late years. and his com.
pany, and that of Walter Damrosch
who comes to the Exposition later,
are the leaders in their line in America.
Akron daily Democrat. [volume] (Akron, Ohio) 1892-1902, 1900-08-27
Z, home in the morning!"

- home In the morning"
"Nevcrr' he shouted as he got breath
,nough. 'I've leased this farm for
.hrce months. and all the tramps in the
tate shan't drive me away. Go back
to bed and let the crickets sing you to
sleep. I'll sit around for awhile and
see If anything more is going to hap
pen. If the tramp comes back, I'll Kill
aud bury him."
Mrs. Bowser and the cook went pncK
to their rooms, and for the next hour
all was peace. Mr.. Bowser was sick
of the whole job and fishing for a way
to throw 1t up and get back to town,
but he couldn't see his way clearly.
Right or wrong, he always stuck to his
word. He was plunged in reflection
when the owl came flying around, but
he managed to drive 1t Off without
raising an alarm. He had just taken
his seat again when he heard the tramp
of feet, and next moment Dusty Bill
and two other tramps stood before him.
Excuse me, Gully" said Dusty, with
scrape and bow, "but thought you
might like to meet me intimate friends,
Railroad Jim and Towpath Tom.
told 'em dat you had cold bottle and
bird ready fur u.s."
II want the gang Of you to clear of
this place at oncef' sternly replied Mr..
Bowser as he heard the two women
getting out Of bed
"Speak softly. Gully" said Railroad
Jim as he pressed forward. "We is
gentlemen talkin to gentleman. Dere
amt no call fur any hard words be-
tween u.s."
"And on de part Of dis gang Of gen.
tlemen," added Towpath Tom as he
moved up, "I'd like to ask de stranger
what he is doin in our house."
"Your house! replied Mr.. Bowser.
1--WE leased this farm for three months
sir, and you can't get off the place any
too quick to please me!'
Gents, you see how 1t is" said Dusty
as he turned to his companions. 'Dis
yere Gully has gone and formed trust
to drive us out of our home, and de
Akron daily Democrat. [volume] (Akron, Ohio) 1892-1902, 1900-08-27

enough to arouse the dead. while here
there's softness and stiffness posi-
lively enhancing. No wonder that
farmers live to be 200 years old"
The crickets sang, the tree toads
chattered, and the night birds called
to each other over the huckleberry
bushes. BY and by it came bedtime,
and the house was quiet. The first in
terruption came from the owl Of the
night before. He wasn't satisfied with
his previous effort, though he had done