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The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1903-10-18

boom jambed. The mate leaned over
the railing to overhaul the sheet. Sud
denly it cleared, and the boom shot out
with jerk to leeward. The mate had
been leaning against the boom, so nat
urally he went with it. but not having
wings, he fell, and a minute later was
shouting in the ships wake.
The mates watch was made up part
ly of Melbourne larrikins and partly
of Frisco roughs, an unwholesome
mixture. Olafsen had not been very
courteous to them on the trip, and they
remembered it now of all times. The
ship was making a good six knots, and
even had the helmsman brought her
up into the wind. it would have taken
good hour to pick up the mate. But
the wheel remained unshifted and the
Aloha sailed straight on, the men coiled
up the ropes, and soon the shouts
astern died out in the hiss of the wake.
But it wasn't to save trouble that
they paid no heed. An hour later the
man at the wheel cast loose a life buoy
and roared out:
Man overheard"
The captain came on deck, all hands
were called, the ship was hove to and
boat lowered. They spent an hour
hunting, but of course it wasn't likely
that they would find man dropped
SlA lilies dSIGTn.
A week later the Aloha came into
Honolulu and officially reported her
mate lost at sea.
The Aloha hauled up alongside the
railroad dock and began discharging
her cargo of coal. The crew were en-
ployed on deck manipulating burtons
and whips and driving winches, while
the Kanakas filled the buckets be ow.
By Saturday you could no longer jump
down the hatchways to the top of the
cargo.
1t was nearly noon. The men ex-
pected to knock off early and were in
pretty good humcr, laughing and ban
dying jokes with one another
Suddenly there came a crash--a
bucket dropped on deck, almost driving
through the planks and nearly killing
big Steve at the burton. The man
driving the ford winch stood stiff, his
face the color of a snakes belly, his
eyes bullying. The others were about
to swear at him, but following his
rigid gaze. horror likewise stiffen d
them. Complete stiffness had come
over the busy scene. All eyes were
fixed on something on the dock.
Picking its way through the line of
freight cars on the wharf come the
towering figure of the Drowned" mate
-Trig Olafsen. The apparition leare1
clear of a coal pile and landed at the
foot of the gangway. The cabia boy,
cleaning the gangway brass, looked up,
gave a frightened scream and bolted
down into the cabin.
Only one man about there had never
seen the mates big figure, and he was
the dock Waterman. AS he did no see
anything particularly ghostly in it this
first time, and besides. had pretty
clear conscience, he took no rart n the
panic that followed. He is the only
The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1903-10-18

The Poet had been absent from Mrs.
Pedagog's Select Home for Gentlemen
LOT month and now was returned to
MS accustomed place refreshed in
spirit and in health.
Good morning, my dear Homer"
cried the Idiot, as the Poet entered the
Glnlng room. Gracious, how brown
you look. Anybodyd think to merely
eianee at you that you were involved
III the race question. What you been
uoing, writing coon songs?"
.,, NO laughed the Poet amiably.
I've Just been off in the mountains
setting my stuff ready for the winters
Hear that" said the Idiot. Talk
sUout the invasion of commerce into
o'mer helds of endeavor. Here's man
salKs about poetry just as If it were so
t tauch coal. Getting ready for the Win
W W. market, Ell? How many tons do
H 1ou expect to have to deliver between
'io wv, and spring."
wei, wen, you see," said the Poet, 1--WE
r ,,'ust all live somehow, and 1 don't see
co.,, shouldn't in writing my verses
tioASluer how / can enjoy the compost
IN rion OF the lyric and at the same time
x ptGHt myself. It's all we'll enough to
sf ttle sonnets for the pigeon-hole. but
tb eer all, 1 see no harm in writing
steas i Tor the public consumption in
mats a fact" said the Idiot. IF
tioI nan mas a gift in a certain direc-
tbar, ne owes it to the world to let
Won . INTO INTO the enjoyment of it, and, as
irpnts' what's the use of pigeon-hole
''' 'allty? Homer and Browning
The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1903-10-18
THE GENIAL IDIOT
HE DISCUSSES THE POETS.
BY JOHN KENDRICK BANGS.
Copyright, 1903, by John Russell Davidson.

and Jimmie Coogler did more good by
coming out and frankly confessing
themselves poets who wanted their
stuff consumed by men and women in
stead of by mice and time. If l could
write poetry, you can wager l wouldn't
waste my measures on the desert cam
phor-ball. Did you get much work
done, Byron?
About a hundred lines day." said
the Poet, but everything was propi-
tious. 1 was off in the woods, with no
interruptions save those of nature.
The noises We're the songs of the birds
and the rustling of the forest leaves
as the breezes blew listlessly through
the branches. The intrusions were those
of chance squirrels, chipmunks, foxes
and cartridges only"
Great Scott, partridges," cried the
Idiot, smacking his lips. Did you kill
any,"
mo. I had no gum" said the Poet.
you might have read poem to one
of them" said the Idiot. That would
have served as an anaesthitic, and then
you could have wrung his neck. Pain
less, but sure"
Il was too we'll fed on buckwheat
cakes, my dear Idiot" reJoined the
Poet cheerfully, ito hunger much for
game. Moreover, it would have i'll be-
come me to slay for the satisfaction
of my own stomach winged creature
that gave me an inspiration for one
of the daintiest things I've ever done.
If the bird had not CHANGED across my
path that morning, / should never
have written il"
"Reallv?" said the Idiot. Now,
isn't that interesting. Here's man Sit
ting out in the woods with a pad IN
his lap and not an idea in his head.
The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1903-10-18

one capable of giving a concise, i'm
partial account of what happened-the
rest SILVER yet when they think OF it.
] have heard the Waterman tell the
story several times, and he always
tells 1t in a humorous vein. To him
it was extremely funny. You see, he
did not know the mate should have
been dead ten days.
Trig OlafSen came up the gangway,
his head thrown up like a lion smell
ing fresh meat. The plank quivered
beneath his ponderous tread. His
huge mustache trailed back over his
set jaws, his hair bristled and his big
hairy arms were swollen and bare to
the elbows, for he had thrown off his
hat and coat on the dock. He paused
at the top for just one moment, then,
with a roar like breakers on a reef,
he bounded to the deck.
The Waterman says he never saw
such a wild SCRAMBLED couldn't be
compared to the panic at Weikiki,
when the tiger got loose in the circus
mienageria Not only the ship, but
the whole island was much too small
for the Aloha's crew just then.
The ghost seized a capstan bar from
the rack at the break of the poop and
charged midshipS. Five of the men
leaped overheard and swan frantical-
ly across the harbor to the mail dock
Two fled up the" rigging and the rest
sprang to the dock, a drop of nearly
ten feet. Up the track they pelted. Trig
Olafsen after them, hurting the cap,
stain bar ahead of him, picking it UP
again when he got to it. and roaring
out blood curdling oaths in Morse and
English all the while.
Here the Waterman became hysteri-
cal and saw no more until OlafSen ret
appeared on the deserted deck, roar
ing and Tuning among the empty coal
buckets and using most unghostly
language. Then the skipper came up
from below and staggered against the
skylight, white as a water-soaked
corpse.
What in de name of de Flying
Dutchman's flgure-head we starin' at
me like dat for?" roared Trig Olafsen.
He really didn't swear by the Flying
Dutchman's figure-head; it was some
thing decidedly more expressive than
that.
The captain recovered-no drowned
man could swear like that, no living
man could swear like that but Trig
Olafsen, in flesh and blood.
The skipper and the mate approach
ed each other, but what they said the
Waterman could not hear. Finally
both went below into the cabin.
None of the mates watch came
aboard that night. The men of the
other watch came struggling aboard
toward dusk. They had no guilty con-
sciences to keep them away. The
others made for the hills up by the
Pail and were captured by the police
next day and brought aboard in irons.
The mate himself conducted the hunt.
but lodged no complaint against them
he only wanted them with him on
the passage to Frisco.
The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1903-10-18

face to face with starvation, say, when
all of a sudden a partridge walks in
front of him, and what does he do?
Kill the bird and eat him? Not he. He
spares his feathered friend, settles
back against a log, and dashes off a
poem on the creature instead"
Thereby showing himself a humane
creature" said Mrs. Pedagog.
That all depends on the way you
look at it, Mrs. Pedagog," said the
Idiot. Suppose he had killed that
quired by the act at the prevailing
restaurant rates would be a bird
worth $3.50. But by letting the bird
escape, and writing a poem on him,
he comes into possession, when the
poem is sold, of IS, with which he can
later on by brace of cartridges, and
a small cold bottle into the bargain. 1
have no doubt, however, that our
friend Herrick here was inspired by
the noblest motives. when he spared
that bird, especially in view Of the fact
der / was poet, though Sometimes,
when things don't go right with me,
positively envy Rossetti here. Just
look at him. The perfect picture of a
health food advertisement. Goes off
to the mountains for thirty days, and
does a whole winters work, while we
poor devils here in town have all we
can do doing a good days work in
thirty winters with the stock market
kicking up monkey-shines every min
ute. Our friend Bobbie Burns here
can work wherever he is, riding on a
coach swinging in a hammock, sitting
on log, falling over a precipice-it's
all the same whether he is in Kala-
mazoo or Madison Square, he carries
his offsce in his hat
Suppose his hat blows OFF, queried
the Bbliomaniac dryly. What be-
comes of his Office"
That all depends. Mr.. Bib. upon
where he is at the time of the Incl
dent" replied the Idiot. IF it blows
off in New York. it probably falls into
the subway. whereas if the disaster
happens somewhere in Illinois. the
chances are that with Chicago growing
at the rate of a mile a minute. he'll
find 1t in that fiourishing city. Why do
you ask2"
Tut" shifted the Bibliomaniac.
"Well, we don't have such an easy
The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1903-10-18

OF course he left Honolulu on the
Aloha as mate. The record of that pas
sage is lost to authentic history, but
occasionally you meet a sailor who will !
tell you that there really is b hell. be-
cause he has been there. The port
watch of the Aloha reached Frisco
alive that passage, but they were car 4
ried ashore on stretchers aboard the
marine hospital launch. Nor was Trig
Olafsen ever heard to complain of hav-
ing gone unavenged. He always re-
fers to that passage with big compla-
cent smile that sends his two-lip whis-
kers I'D like bull horns.
Now to his story. He only tells it
when he is drunk. He weeps and
laughs by turns, but you do neither
you listen, spell-bound. And after he
has finished you know why the Vikings
of old ruled the sea.
He begins by swearing at the spank
er sheet block. Never trust a spanker
sheet block when it jambs. You can't
depend on it; it's treacherous, he says.
1t usually takes FIVE beers to bring him
through treatise on it's proper man.
agement. About then he will plunge
into his story, as he plunged into the
tropical sea that dark morning.
When he rose he saw the Aloha's
stern fading into the darkness.
Haul in on your fore braces" he
roared, expecting to hear the shouts
of the watch and the rattle of blocks
and cordage. But he heard only the
tapping of the still seething wake
about him, and then suddenly he re-
allied the truth. The stern light
dwindled and at last danced far off,
a mere speck.
can see him yet as he described
that moment. The dark pupils of his
pale-blue eyes spread and those big
mustaches stood straight out as
though he held a stick between his
clenched teeth.
DE hounds he grinds, "dey will
leave me-fannen BRENDA mig-dey
will leave me. Not even a lifebelt dey
throw me-but 1 kan swim-by Cod !
1 kan swim-and 1 Will not sink-by |
God. Hey, you lubbers!" Here he |
roars as he did in the water. you |
hear me, you damned dogs! / kan |
swim, and 1 swim clear to hell before |
L gives up! 1 will swim to Honolulu, |
and if l can't tow my blasted carcass
dat far-I swim in spirit l will haunt |
you-on de night vatches-I will !
haunt you till you yoump OVERLOOKED" |
He doesn't say so, but you know |
that he peeled off his clothes and |
struck out after the ship. His pow |
erful jaw is set, and the muscles un-
der his ears are like huge walnuts. ]
The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1903-10-18
WILL HAUNT YOU'=,
ON DE NIGHT WATCHES

would swim-swim-swim
You are always with him-with him
as he treads water, or strikes out, or
floats, looking up into the blue cloud
less sky. You see the froth in his
fiery hair, the spume in his tawny
mustaches, sometimes floating about
his mouth like sea weed, and those
huge white limbs moving under water.
And you see that broad, square chin
beat a<ainst the wavelets like the
PROV of a Viking pirate ship. So he
fought, ten long hours-fought while
the sun climbed up the center of the
metallic dome of the heavens and be-
gan to descend again, and the scream
ing gulls circled about his head and
even lighted near by.
Here he pauses once more, and tells
you he sank; only for a second, mind
you, but he sank. A picture flashed be-
fore him. He saw the men of his
watch stalking about the streets of
Honolulu. He saw them in the drink
ing shops leaning against the bars.
He heard them telling how he had
drowned and they chuckled and ogled
one another. He saw big Steve grin,
. as he said:
Poor sucker. we'd picked him up if
we could"
Sink! Never! He could swim-a thou
sand miles! He could swim in spite
of hell itself.
He must have been fearsome
sight then, shooting up again, above
the surface, like a sea demon, shout
ing vengeancel Never! He will swim
--swim-swim-swim
By this time he is pretty drunk. If
he were an ordinary man you would
say he was nervously unstrung. But
Trig Olafsen has no nerves, so he's on
ly beastly drunk. But still, you feel
the thrill of fire in that last squirt.
Here he gets maudlin and funny at
once and you can't quite make out
what happened. You know he saw the
foresails of a square-rigged ship, but
he doesn't tell how he got aboard it.
Figuratively speaking. he slobbers and
falls all over the captain and bos'n of
the Garnet. Then he laughs again.
You know. dey ask me, We're you
come from? Ha, ha, ha, hal l tell
dem vas in a whales belly like Yona.
Ha, ha, ha, ha! don't tell dem moth
ing till next day"
BY this time he is too drunk to tell
more, but you have the tale. You look
at the huge, drunken brute before you
ugly, uncouth, heroic, drunk-and in
spite of all, thrill of admiration
comes over you.
And you feel that the Vikings must
have been just such heroic brutes.
The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1903-10-18

is very nice indeed there is a metrical
smoothness to her lines that find APP
pealing; and l submit to you that it
is not for US who lack the intellectual
growth to comprehend the inner mean
ings of her work, to say that there
fore there are none there"
"Geei" said the Idiot. You think.
we'll of Miss Bosbyshell's stuff? Really.
my dear Milton?"
1T seems to me to be worth while,
and shall look her up the first chance
l get" said the Poet. do you know
anything about herr
known her all my life," replied the
idiot, smiling.
Where does she live?" asked the
Bibliomaniac.
Sir" said the idiot, rising and bow
ing politely, 'she stands before YOU
"What?" cried the Poet.
Il am Flora Annie Bosbyshell," con-
fessed the Idiot, and / wrote that
thing on Silence last MI
But the Poet had fled, his desire to
know more about his talented rival
having, it would seem, wholly depart
ed.
AS for the Idiot, he handed the poem
under discussion, to the landlady.
Mrs. Pedagog," he observed, IF what
our departed friend. Alfred Austin.
says, Is true, this poem should be worth
at least $40. II you don't mind I wish
you'd cash II for me-"
Evening journal., 1903-11-21
INSPECTED NEW THEATRE
Newspaper Men Entertained at Dinner
by w. L. Doekstader.

Wilmington newspaper writer's were en-
tertained by w. L. Doclsstader, FIRST on
an Inspection tour through his handsome
new Carrick theatre and later at a ban-
quot a Z Ainscow's, last night. Both the
visit to the aheatre and the dinner were
enjoyed. which was attested by every
man preesnt. all Of whom wished Mr..
Dockstader unlimited success in his new
venture and assured him of the kindly
feeling of the local press.
Tho theatre has been described IN the
Evening Journal, but IL requires visit
to IL 10 appreciate what a beautiful place
Mr.. Dockstader has buslt. Its like is not
to be found in a City Of this size in ehe
United States.
Those present We're: Horace G. Knowles,
counsel for Mr.. Dockstader and also rep.
reseatative of the Clipper; John Z. Hea-
[ ley, the contractor for the erection OF
the thearte: Merris Taylor a. o. II.Griei
Joseph u. wilkins and w. f. Metten OF
Every Evening; II. B. Jacobs and Ernes
Otteni OF the Evening Journal; II. r,
Price and c. b. Hallam of The Morning
News; John a. Tatt of the New Yorl
Telegraph: Clarence Pyle and Joseph II
Martin of the Sunday Star; John T. Mui
lens of the Wilmington Advertising
Agency; II. W. Vernon and w. Scot
] Vernon Of the Daily Republican: John
Beehan of the Jeffersonian, and DR.. a
d. Jacobson Of the Froie Presse.
Evening journal., 1903-11-21

CURES
DYSPEPSIA
AND
INDIGESTION.

Dyspepsia and indigestion are moth
'ng more than functional arrangement
II the secretory glands of the stomach
r intesunes. and TO restore these func-
Hons is all that is required to effect a
|ure. This you can do by taking Ka-
ba Gen, as it acts as a secrenent to
promote the flow Of digestive fluids Of
|he stomach and the entire alimentary
lanai, causing these fluids to be poured
,ut in the right places and at the right
lime to be Of most service to digestion,
thereby enabling the stomach and d.
kestive organs to digest. assimilate and
transform the food into nourishment
making the weak strong and the sick
wen, by giving to the body all the
there is in the food you
bat. There is no need for any one to
suffer the pangs of dyspepsia when
such a remedy as Ka-Sa- Gen is at
band. Every druggist sells it on a
guarantee that if after taking one bot
PIE as directed you have received no
benefit they will refund you your
money. Will you not try it on this
plan? We are willing TO trust you
for We know If you are cured you will
willingly pay for II.
Go to Miller's Drug Store, No. 4oe
Market ST., and buy a bottle at once
Price so cents.
Evening journal., 1903-11-21
WEST END DEFEATS SOLDIERS
Third Team Wins Wins Handily From
First Battalion Reserves.

West End Second basketball team caused
ali sorts OF things 10 occur to the First
Battalion Reserves at the formers hall
asst night defeating them by a score Of
"A to 4. The pace set by West End was
too fast for the soldiers. Farren did the
shooting stunts for West End. capturing
six goals from the field. The return game
wiz bep layed tonight at the National
Guard Armory between the halves of the
Wlimingt Battalion game. Last
nights hne-up follows:
West End Second. First Battalion.
Farren.. ........ forward. ...Prettyman
Scott. forward. Way, Lane
willard. e. -. centre. q. Flanagan
Cunningham. ..-.dofense.. Foster
Dunn 80. .... ....defense.. .- e.. .CreameT
Goais from field Way. .; Flanagan, 8
Farren, 6; Scout 81 Dunn, ?; from fouls
Flanagan, 4; Farren. ?; twenty minute
halves.
Evening journal., 1903-11-21
DOINGS IN A
SOCIAL WAY
Young People Have a
Pleasant Party
Notes of Wilmington People
and Their Friends and
Neiehbors

A jolly party OF young folks we're the
guests Of Mr.. and Mrs. John +. Connolly
at their residence at kentmere last even
ing Among those present werois Misses
Mabel Helne. Sara Bowen. Marie Preston,
May Davis. Leola Lee, Hi,da Preston,
Gertrude Messick, Edna penrose Dora
Culbertson. Euhel Plerson, Grace Bald
win. Prudence Mcclure, Messrs. Harry
Hackett. Howard Hartmann. Charles
Voss willard schrack. William Francis
Gordon Issac. Geore Mccauiley, Hust
Mathews, Walter Fickes. Bernard Dough
erty Frank Dlckey. Norman Wilson and
others. After a merry dance and supper
the guests departed for home.
Evening journal., 1903-11-21
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