The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1903-06-14

to be on guard duty and he would
spend all night many a time pacing his
beat
you mean pacing his post" said
Heady, tits only policemen that have
beats. And my uncle told me that
sometimes the Johnny Rebs would
march all night as fast as they could
leg it, and fight all next day as hard
as they could fight it."
We'll" said Tug, Surprising We pre-
tend that we're soldiers and we have
got to win our battle"
So every Lakerimmer sat up very
straight, and tried to imagine that his
paddle was a musket-a web-footed
musket.
Noon time found them at the little
village of Nashville, Iowa. 1t found
them also in front of the first lock of
the canal. The sight of the big walls
and mighty gates cheered them i'm
mensely.
THAT reminds me of Ivanhoes pal
ace" said Hist'ry. THE river is the
moat and those gates are the castle
gates. All they need is a portcullis."
Whats a portcullis?" asked Quiz.
II do not know exactly" said
Hist'ry, but it's something they are
II nave DeGH d hlilu VI UdShSl
of eggs" said Jumbo.
1t was one thing to find the lock;
1t was another thing to open it. Those
massive gates were moved by steam
and they could not be bothered by any
small fry like a canoe.
Pretty asked, HAS anybody get a
key in his pocket that will open that
LOCKE"
They decided to wait for a boat, and
hoI 70 GOT
After this, more waiting. When they
were beginning to feel that they would
be driven to make another portage.
they saw a passenger packet coming
down the river. The great side-wheel
steamboat was a beautiful sight as she
paused, breathing hard like a war
horse, champing the bit impatiently
for the gates of the lock to open.
The steamer was we'll filled with
weIl-to-do people who had been North
on pleasure trips. Among these people
there was any number of young and
pretty girls and they made no effort
to conceal their curiosity at the sight
of the war canoe and it's moth-eaten
| crew.
The girls stared so hard, in fact. that
they embarrassed the Lakerimmers
more than if they had been an oppos-
| ing football team, or a rival band of
oarsmen. The eleven were especially
embarrassed by their own appearance.
| While the girls were all spick and span
and full of gaiety, the Eleven felt very
much uncombed and unbrushed and
unbeautified their hair was still
tousled and their eyes were still full of
| the sleep they had not had. Pretty
suffered more than all the rest of the
Lakerimmers put together, because it
was a rare experience for him to be
seen when he was not at his best. He
| growled:
"They look at us as if they thought
we were a pack of monkeys in a cage.
If we had only a few iron bars up
! here, I'm sure I'd feel like one"
"WeH,' said Jumbo. II wouldn't
mind their thinking we were monkeys
| if they would only throw us few pea
| nuts and some popcorn"
But much as the Lakerimmers blush
ed under their coats of tan, when the
| lock gates opened and the steamer puff
| fed in the Lakerimmers lost no time
| in padding into the great bathtub
too. At first they were on a level with
the shore, but gradually as the water
was let out, they dropped down, down,
! till they seemed to be at the bottom
of a great dungeon surrounded with
| dripping wet stone walls.
| Then the opposite gates opened and
| the steamer moved out, and now the
great paddles of the side wheels
| spanked the water into big waves, and
| they were so busy keeping the canoe
| from being capsiZed or smashed like
an egg-shell against the stone walls,
that they had no eyes for the pretty
| passengers on the steamer. Indeed, they
| forgot them altogether till the packet
was we'll in the distance and they
| themselves were safely out of the lock
with the big gates closed behind them.
| ITO be continued.)