Arizona republican., 1903-10-16

into rocks or sandbars and had to put back into Japanese ports, so that finl- ly O'Reilly made up his mind that fate intended he should stay in the land of the mikado. By this time he was trouhled neither by malarial fever nor hard cash. It was necessary to raise the wind.
 O'Reilly found that the Japanese were all doing their best to learn the English language. The cities of Japan were full Of little night schools in English, where the adults were study ing, and the English classes in the public schools were the most popular of any. So O'Reilly became a professor of English and a rich young Japanese of the old school tcok him up to the old Japanese city of KiCta to look over the ground with the idea of opening an English school there. Those were O'Reillys dress suit days, with Japan ese theatre parties to attend and pretty little fower-like Japanese maiders to talk to.
 From Kiota he went down to Kobe and there occurred the matter of the missionary. The missionary was the Rev. MT. WaXim and he was the gen. eral superintendent of the Kobe Sea- mans institute, a sort of gospel club for the sailors of all the world whose big. grim warships lie outside in the harbor, while Jack goes ashore to fill up on saki-rice whisky-and make things lively at the Seaman's institute
 The Rev. MT. Waxim was a ladylike person whc did not enjoy dealing with the intoxicated jacky in search of trouble. so he contented himself with holding church services two or three times week and hired an assistant to keep the institute in order during the rest Of the time.
 O'Reilly had opened school in Kobe and sixty little Japs were attending the O'Reilly English academy when the Rev. Mir. Waxim was one day struck with the lofty stature of it's principal and offered him job at 100 yen and found month to take over the active superirtendercy of the Seaman's insti- tute. O'Reilly explained that he was not fully qualified to act as sky pilot, but the Rev. MT. WaXim said he would attend to that end himself He mere ly wanter O'Reilly to stroll around the institute look large and impressive, and see that visitors to the irstitpte did not break too much of the furr!- ture. O'Reilly accepted. gave up his school, and was duly installed at the Seaman's institute.
 At that time the two English war ships. the Ocean and the Albion, were in harbor, and members of their crews were loose in Kobe, much to the eX- citement of that favored city. The first evering of O'Reilly's reign was over the institute he was assailed by saki soaked fireman from the Albion, who bitterly denounced O'Reilly as bleeding, blooming Yankee, and urged him to come out into the alley and have his face kicked in.
 O'Reilly picked up the cockney in his arms, carried him out of doors. ana deposited him in deep puddle of dirty water.
 Next evening O'Reilly sitting in his little office at the institute. heard a sudden outbreak of diabolical noise in the assembly room outside. He rushed out into the big room- On top of. the keys of the open piano stood the fire man from the Albion and one of his pals. They were dancing on the keys with their heavy boots and to the dis cord they were singing a ballad which consigned everything American. and especially the stars and stripes, to the bottomless pit.
 Nire other jackies were at work. Six of them were engaging in the pleasing occupation of tearing up the wooden benches, on which they were supposed to sit while the Rev. MT. Waxim pray ed for them. and thrusting them through the windows of the institute, sashes and all going out before their thrusts. The remaining three were dancing jigs cn the institute tables. When the busy eleven saw the tall O'Reilly come in they stopped their work and gave their whole joint and undivided attention to the matter of calling him rames. They referred to his ancestry in a most fiattering way, they alluded to all citizens of the Uni ted States as cowardly pigs, and they wept because there was no star spangled flag at hand at which they could eXpectorate.
 O'Reilly, feeling that he must con- duct himself as befits an apprentice sky pilot, reasoned with the raging eleven, but he reasoned in vain. Pres ently they found a book case full of hymn books and other similar Htera- ture. This they opened, and when the pacific O'Reilly would have approached neared they bombarded him with shower of hymn books and Bibles, dis playing the greatest possible accuracy of aim.
 Upstairs flashed O'Reilly, to where ill his satchei rested a lorg army six shooter, loaded with bullets that might have felled d bull elephant. A moment later he stuck his nose into the cata- clysmic assembly room. But ahead of his nose he stuck his gun. Down from his perch on the piano dropped the fireman and his pal; down dropped the benches from the tarry mitts of the other nine.
 Fall in." called O'Reilly in the mar tial voice of q new lieutenant fresh from the Point. Guide right! 'Shun!''
 On a crack in the floor of the assem- bly, room lined up the eleven trembling sailors, with their widespringing trous- els and their blue shirts. Their elbows touched and their knees touched also tremblins they were with fear of that immature but awful hand cannon.
 Then began O'Reilly. and with q fluid eloquence, trained from experience with cowboys, scouts. and his old west