The Goodland republic. [volume] (Goodland, Kan.) 1891-1907, 1904-04-15
DISASTER AT SEA
By LYNN R0BT MEEKIEs.
Copyright Daily sO7y PsBlsl.7 Company
By LYNN R0BT Nj

4 speek ze Engleesh vera bad.
Ees lit not 500"
1T is a very difficult language" she
responded.
so, so. lit ees like re sea Eat
goes dis way and Eat, vut-vut you
calls it?'
"ChOppy," she replied.
Isl, 81, Eat is what you calls my
Engleesh-chOppy."
You are mistaken. I called It
nothing OF the kind. You asked me
about the sea. I said nothing about
your use Of the language. Of course,
it is very difficult for one to take up
a new speech. You do quite well"
For this he was grateful, and he
was framing his thankfulness when a
large, buOyant man Of aggressive
healthfulness approached. The sea
had no terrOrs for him. He trod the
deck like one born to command, not
afraid of storm either on land or else
where. He had one Of those large
framed and hopeful personalities
which belong to the successful
American character, and he looked as
if he could buy the ship without
severely intrenching upon his fortune.
He bowed in a familiar yet business
like manner and said something to
the young lady. She excused herself
and made toward the cabin door. The
foreigner and the American stood in
talk for a few moments and then part
ed, as the American frankly did not
like TO exhaust his patience upon
the stumbling sentences OF the polite
and very deferential European.
That night in the smoking room the
American, Mr.. John Henry Martin
dale, had made himself more popular
than usual by his good stories and
hberality. Count Fricadelli was con-
suming cigarettes on a neighboring
sofa Precisely at ten-thirty. as was
his custom, Mr.. Martindale arose.
looked at his watch to see il the
ships clock was attending strictly TO
its duty, and babe a CHEEKY good
night to every one. and then quiet
settled for a moment upon the room.
There was the swish Of the waves
without, and there was the toll Of the
boat, but all else seemed strangely
silenced as if a little storm had pass
ed in eventide and the twilight had
settled down. But it did not last for
long.
Martindale is a regular old brick,
suddenly exclaimed a man whose
voice filed the entire apartment. He
is a true American. and while people
say that he is lucky. 1 am sure he
deserves everything he has got. Ger
tainly there is nobody who enjoys life
more or who can tackle 4 situatfon
with better humOT or bigger nerve.
was in CaTiOpOIis when he lad the
street railway fight. It was when
the lines were being changed from
the old horse cars to the trolley sys-
TEN, and he wanted new franchises.
The Aldermen OF the City Council
men, or whatever you call them, all
expressed their willingness to do
whatever the old man wanted them
to do. He refused to pay a red cent
and put his refusal upon the score Of
public improvement and enterprise.
Well, their favor was rather SUSPECT
Gus, but at the same time it seemed
genuine. They actually voted lust
what the old man wanted. and then
after everything was fixed and the
bosses thought they had the situation
in their hands they met and rescind-
ed their action, and on top Of all the !
bosses and the crowd sold they could
not deliver the goods and old Martin
dale cleaned up a cool million and
busted the whole gang Then he got
what he wanted after all. The deals
in that city must have netted him
from one tn two millions Then he