The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1904-09-11
CHAPTER xIII.-continued

IA SUDDEN light dawned on Smith.
I'm There was something amiss, he
IN knew not what But one thing
he did realize, and that was
that he was on his way to Swat, and
more, that he was on the same boat on
which he had shipped Ellington
O'Keefe some months ago. But he did
not relish the situation. If his feet had
not been tied he would-but his feet
were tied.
Again Capt. jerks kicked him. You
wouldn't do that if my feet were loose"
said Smith in rage. The captain
smiled.
'oWouldn't l. thought he said, taunt-
ingly. Just as though 1 hadn't done it
when your feet were loose. Just as
though couldn't knock you out with
one hand tied behind me, Ellington
O'Keefe"
I'm Constitutional Smith, logged
ly replied the other. I'll prove it to
you, too"
Unconsciously he had been feeling
through his clothes. He knew they
were his old ones. In his breast pocket
he found a paper which Ellington
O'Keefe had placed there. Smith
thought perhaps that his own paper
was still there. He pulled this out, how
ever, glanced at 1t in amazement, but
handed it over.
There's my name" he said; "ther
on that paper. Hezekiah-Constitu-
tional Smith. And know you like a
book
The captain took the paper and
howled with delight. He called to his
mate.
"Matey!" yelled the captain, there's
the same old duck still insistin' that
he's Constitutional Smith. He says he
can prove it. What's more, he says
this proves 1t. What dye think?"
The mate looked at the paper and
then burst into roar of laughter.
'Ha! hal hal" yelled the mate.
"Ho! no! ho!" laughed Capt. jerks.
you've got a nerve, covey," said
Capt. jerks to Constitutional Smith;
"a cast iron nerve, to play the same old
tricks to us in the same old way. That's
what. What dye mean by it, anyway"
He slapped Smith with his open hand.
Smith flushed to the roots Of his hair.
But he kept his temper.
You wouldn't do that if you knew
who I was,' he said. Il tell you I'm
Constitutional Smith, Understand? If
1 can't prove it to you in one way I
can in another. Do you remember
the case of the highway robbery on
Stadelheimer, the Flushing million
aire, that you and I were mixed up
In? Do you remember that? Well,
you were in that and I was in thai,
and we got through by the skin OF
our teeth. Now, do you see that I'm
Constitutional Smith. How about
that?"
Instead Of opening his eyes in sur
prise, Capt. jerks opened his mouth
and roared again with laughter.
You blamed idiot" he said, you're
worse and worse. told you all about
that case On this here deck, and not
so many months ago, when 1 did
think you were Constitutional Smith
You fooled me. You've fooled me
once, and you give me the slip once,
and I'll fix you. So far you amt
proved anything but that you're q
bigger fool than / thought you were
But you've got nerve, that's what"
Constitutional Smith thought mo-
ment. I'll show you," he answered
Immediately he rolled up his sleeves
and barred his breast.
you'll know me by the marks, any
how" he began. And then he stop
ped. For he was confronted not by
his familiar tattoo marks, but by the
strips OF sticking plaster with which
he had been decorated by Ellington
O'Keefe, and which completely cover
ed every vestige of india Ink.
AT this exhibition the captain and
his mate went into Mysteries.
"Ho! no! ho!" they laughed again.
"This is too good" They staggered
about the boat convulsed with uncon-
trollable laughter. Finally the captain
subsidized and, approaching Smith.
ouffad him opca moro