The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1904-07-17
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a swishing, gliding sound, that, In MS
bewilderment, he could not place. He
knew in measure that all the sounds.
were familiar ones, and if he had look
ed about him and taken note of every
thing he would have understood. But
| he was too dazed. Still he saw no one.
| Another fifteen minutes and he had
| climbed !. that other ladder and pro-
PEELED himself, weakly and desperately,
upon a sun-lit floor and into the light
| of day. And then for the first time he
| saw where he was.
A horse shout greeted him-the shout
| of one man.
striding rapidly toward him; its about
| time you were about"
O'Keefe looked uncertainty upon this
man. This man, of course, was Capt
Noteworthy Jenkins, of the Sarah Mar
garet, and of the merchant marine.
Hell an blazes!" reiterated Capt.
Jenks "have you come to at lastg
manded Ellington O'Keefe. Capt
jerks informed him. He told him that
he was on the Sarah Margaret, a sailer.
of so many tons burden, laden with
| such and such commodities for every
| where in general and nowhere in par
ticular; that she was headed southwest
| and that at present she was in latitude
| so and SO, longitude this and that At
least, that is about the Interpretation
that O'Keefe, in his condition, was able
| to put upon Capt. jerks words.
You was drunk as a lord when you
come in," volunteered Capt. Hold
| worthy jerks, IAN when you signed
with me you could hardly hold pen.
| never see such sight. We're good
| two an half days out, and you've
| slept ever since. You must been on
| big tear"
They were not two days out, but the
Sarah Margaret had had strong
northeast breeze behind her that had
| pushed her along like a second-class
steamer, and, of course, there was no
land to be seen; and Capt jerks de-
sired to discourage any notion of his
| shanghaied bargain that there was a
chance of getting back. Ellington
O'Keefe put his hand to his head and
tried to think
you've got another guess" he an
| swered, II never signed with you. And,
by George, l wasn't drunk!" He stag
gered to his feet and leaned against
| rail. What the devil is this game,
| anyhow" he asked. DO you know
who ann"
"Know," retorted jerks, expectorat-
ing, Il should think I did. You've sail
ed with me a half a dozen times be-
fore" No man had ever sailed of his
own accord two times with Capt. jerks.
Know? In course I know. You're
able seaman, William Green Bill
Green, that's who you are-Bnl Green!"
O'Keefe drew himself up. you've.
made a huge mistake, my friend he
said. I'm Ellington o'Keefe, of the
City of Monroe"
Capt. jerks doubled up with laugh
ter. That's good, too" he roared.
Say, Bullitt," he called to his mate
here's Bill Green, got the d. t.'s.' He
must have been on a bat for fair"
The mate with a grin on his face,
approached and contemplated Ellington
O'Keefe with interest.
Ellington O'Keefe was no fool. He
was not born yesterday. And he had
not knocked about the Pacific coast all
his life for nothing. He soon under
stood the situation. He knew wei
enough that the Capt. Jenkins, of the
Sarah Margaret, had not mistaken him
for any William Green. He was quite
sure, however, that Capt. Jenkins had
never heard of Ellington O'Keefe, the
Klondike king, or, If he had, did not
believe that his shanghaied bargain
was none other than that famous In
dividual.
They gave O'Keefe all the rest of
the day and the ensuing night to get
Strengthened up. On the following
DAY, ne uuUSrStOOus ne must start
into work
You'll toe the mark, too, under
stand" Numbered Capt. jerks, after
a lengthy argument. '1'll show you
that this amt no Sunday school ex-
cursion. I'll make you stand around"
Ellington O'Keefe nodded. you'll
hear from this" he said quietly. Then
he subsidized. He thought 1t best.
At first he had intended to insist
upon his identity. He had one way
of proving that he really was Billing
ton O'Keefe. But it was highly prob
able that the captain had never heard
Of him; and If he had, the situation