Ceredo advance. [volume] (Ceredo, W. Va.) 1885-1939, 1903-05-27

lie threw his hands up in the air
and the men caught him as he fell
backwards. thought could see
blood on his face"
This probably terminates Hes
tors career as a pirate or maniac"
remarked Mr.. Morton. "The gov
eminent cutters will run the Shark
To cover in short order. You are
quite sharpshooter. Mr.. Seymour"
II had my eye on that Hotchkiss
gun all the time said Mr.. Seymour.
AT first / thought Hestor was MAX
ing bluff to scare us. But when he
turned loose L knew he meant war
If he had remained back of the shield
he would have been safe. and | pro-
posed TO drop the man at the wheel
and take crack ut the captain
But Hcstor stuck his head out to see
where his shots were landing, and
/ let him have il. / have shot some
before. The Sioux Indians and / used
to exchange compliments before the
battle of Wounded Knee, and
guess my shooting eye is all right
yet. But | hope | did not kill him."
At midnight the Helen Carmody"
1
near Canal street and DISCHARGED her
passengers on their native soil. They
at once proceeded to hotel. Mr..
Chalmers so managed tho arrival and
disposition of the party as to evade
the alert reporters, and once in the
| hotel no one was allowed to disturb
| them.
n surgeon was called and made a
careful examination of Sidney's
wound. He confirmed the diagnosis
| made by the yacht steward. He
| dressed the wound carefully. and adj
viscd Sidney to remain quiet for sew
cral days. 1t was late before Mr..
Chalmers and his assistants had for
wardcd to The Record" an account
Of this incident.
Mr. Bernard Seymour arose bright
and early the following morning. and
after 4 stroll around the Lee Circle
returned to the hotel and enioyed
Il hearty breakfast. He purchased
the morning papers, and selecting a
comfortable chair on the veranda
| proceeded to combine the luxury of a
cigar with perusal of the journals
in which his name figured so con-
spicuously. He was studying a three
column portrait labeled "Mr. Ber-
nard Seymour, the Famous Newspa-
! per Detective" when some one tapped
: him on the shoulder.
| "haou are We, Mister Seymour!
| swan. I'm mighty glad ter see We!
Haou de ye dew! Haou de we dew"
Hello, Captain Parker! The pleas
ure is all mine! How are you. Cap
tain? How is the good ship, the
Sam Walkcr'?"
'Finer'n silk" said Capt. Parker,
as they shook hands cordially. We'll,
| swan, but yer er great man; amt
we: Your pictcr is in all ther papers.
Well. well, well. l swan, We never
can tell, can we? Who'd a thunk it,
-" 70 are detcctivc-reporter. Well,
well, wcll.'
The Captain insisted on purchasing
| the cigars, after which they returned
tn the vcranda. The good sailor
seemed to have something on his
mind. Once or twice he cleared his
throat as if tn make some important
announcement. Finally he took a
long pull at his cigar and said:
Mister Seymour. seeing as how We
| air newspaper man-though never
would thunk it-dew we suppose We
could get my name in the papers
about this ere matter? ! don't care
blamed thing about it myself but
my old woman is just plum crazy ter
see my name in the papers. Darned
if | don't believe she would be yillin'
ter have thNr
If 1T would get my name in Their
newspapers. Fact. Dew We suppose
We could fix ito"
Sure. sure thing" said Mr.. Bcr-
nard Seymour. It's already in The
New York Record. l sent more than
thousand words about YOU and the
Sam Walker from Vera Cruz. | also
sent description of you. and they
VIII probably have your picture. All
the papers will copy it. You had
better get me photograph of your
self for use in n more consecutive
story j am now writing"
The delight of Capt. Parker was
beyond expression. He nearly frac-
tured Seymour's hand in his ioyous
! clasp.
i"e oIu woman VIII he tiCklcd
plum ter DEATH" he exclaimed. II
have been sailin' 30 years an nothin'
haS happened worth printin' until
! now. Haou much is 900 words? A
column! Great Scott! Have another
segar. Have box of en-. This is
the greatest thing that ever happened
ter the Parker family"
Mr.. Chalmers was asleep when a
bel boy aroused him and presented
a card. He rubbed his eyes sleep
lily and rebuked the boy in no equivo-
cal language. Scrawled ON card
was