Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1903-06-13
asked Capt. Parker. "what did he

asked Capt. Parker. "what did he
dew?"
HE did newspaper work for fun"
said Seymour. "He had lots of mon
ey, and went all over the world look
ing for good stories"
did he OWL a yacht-a steam
yacht?"
"Yes," answered Seymour, leaning
forward in his excitement.
"Say, Bill"
The first mate was talking with
the Swede wheelsman. He stepped
over and joined the group when Capt.
Parker called him.
"What wuz Their name of that dude
who owned the. 'Shark'?" he asked.
"You know who l mean. The one
that Col. Mcintyre built that air
house for"
Seymour dropped his cigar. The
temptation to yell almost over
whelmed him.
Lets see; what in thunder was
his name?" said the big sailor, re-
moving his cap and running his hand
through mass of red hair. 'Some-
thing like Hanson or Hampton.
That amt it. There was an IS in
| it. He was an odd sort of a fish.
Raising hell all the time. Let's see.
Hisser, Hissor, Histor, Hestor-
that's it. / knew dummed well /
could think of it. He had the steam
yacht Shark and quiet sort of
chap named Waters was her captain.
Mighty fine boat. the Shark Run
like thunder and lightnin'! Why?
What about him?"
Seymour gave Bender violent kick
on the shin.
"Nothin'. This here gentleman
was askin' erbout him." said Capt.
Parker.
"Hestor is an old friend of mine,"
explained Seymour. where is the
Col. Mcintyre you spoke of? Is he
New Orleans CONTRACTOR"
'He used ter be-" said Capt. Par
ker. HE has moved ter Havana.
This here load of lumber is fer him.
He's buildin' new hotel in Havana"
us he in Havana now?"
Suppose So" said the captain.
"Guess he'll be daown ter the dock
ter see us come in. He's in er mighty
big bury erbaout this ERE bunch of
lumber. Bin telegraphin and raisin'
blazes erbaout it,"
Seymour changed the subject. He
was so elated that he felt like climb
ing the shrouds, and yelling like
Comanche Indian. The one thing
which worried him was whether or
not he had told Bender anything
about Hestor during the preceding
evening. The look of panied surprise
on Bender's face, when his ankle
felt the impact of Seymour's foot,
was evidence that he knew nothing
of Hestor or his completely in the
millionaire mystery.
Seymour vented his Joy and con-
cealed his triumph in song. The
temptation to celebrate in drink was
strong, but his repentance was sim
cere and his determination to reform
was earnest. So he sang. AS vo-
calist. Mr. Seymour was handicapped
by the circumstance that he knew
neither the words nor the tune to
any song. What he lacked in tech.
nique was recompensed in energy.
His first effort, as expressed in
words, was about as follows:
"Yo no, my lads, the wind blows free;
A pleasant gale Is on the se-a-a,
And here We rumte de tie tum,
Ra lie dada, tie dunn, dun. dunn,
And ere we part from Englands shore
tonight,
song we'll sing to home da rumty digit
Then here's to the sailor.
Here's to his heart so true (sing there
BenderD
Who will think Of him upon the waters
blu-u-u-ue.
(All together.)
Sailing. sailing over the mountain main;
And many stormy wind shall. blow ere
Jack comes home again.
Sailing sailing, der rumty DUN de dain, |
And many a stormy wind shall
bo-o-o-o-ow
Ere Jack comes ho-o-ome a-a-a-again!"
The negro cook stood in the com.
panion-way and joined in the chorus
with deep baritone, which did
much to neutralize the rather harsh
tenor of the eager Seymour, and the
uncertain bass of Mr.. Dick Bender
Capt. Parker did not sing, but was
liberal in his applause.