The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1905-09-02
$, MINNESOTA, SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 2, 1905.

did worry feeling sure that they could 60 two fest
before ten minutes had elapsed they perceived that they
reckoning without their hostthe pursuer gain
ing them. The fires heaped the black smoke in
creased the engines were forced and yet the
gained Behind her traied three four slower gum
boats, like tagging dogs Of pack It evident that
it but question of time when the Falcon would
have the deepaden vessel ahead under her e and the
that she had met than her match. Bale
after bale of the precious cotton FLASHED overheard
the runners wake dotted with them fortune
lay floating, scattered upon the water. The Falcon
passed perhaps dozen, and then her captain saw that
the slower vessels astern of him had been cruising
their account He noticed the nearest stop and fish
bale out of the water.
Prize-money prize-money. It seemed hard to
think that he who making the running should lose
much Of the profit and here where the clerk
INTO the IN ahd ne SPOKE Jew oI
nodded, and all hands called deck. Again vol
unteers called fornot to risk their lives this time
unless short in calm water could be called risk.
Soon bale passed. .-s.-
''Good-bye, jack" shouted chorus of voices, and
young sailor mounted the tara and made beautiful
cleancut dive out into the vessel s wake A few
hand strokes and he had gained his prize Mounting it,
he made bow, and addressed the open and depart
ing vessel in speech of thanksgiving
For every bale passed man went overheard.
Some jumped dove, made believe to fall; it
was like scene in comic drama. 1t day of
froc, but the performers to be well paid At IL
O'Clock the bowchaser spoke. The hove to sud
denly Despite the fact that all her deck load had gone
overheard She was fast enough, and her angry
officers set fire her. but the quick action of the board
quenched the names and hgh gee both YES
sells turned northward. Then the work of picking
up the cottonbale fleet commenced, and now the fun
grew fast and furious.
3tWhat ship that?' would come the hail addressed
to the solitary commander and of bobbing cotton
raft. .,-4sa
'EThe lop-Chest, Commander Jack McGinnis, bound
for the Azores. Can you let have spare spanker
booma''
Everyone had something to say. One red-cheeked
Irishman pointed his empty pipe at the Falcons bows
and by the piper that unless she surrendered he'd
blow her out Of the water. Another declared he had
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they'd go down with their ships. It great
lark day to be, remembered. Thirty thousand dol
lars and forty did the Falcon gather up her
turn trip and then if nothing had happened she went
back to the fleet, the captain reported the admiral
his and laughter rang thru the agships ward
room.
During the weeks following not man of the Falcon 8
but little bunch Of cotton thrust into the
ribbon of his cap mark of distinction and badge Of
honor.
When the over, the vessel was sold by the
government, but if she had exhausted all of vital
ity her early youth and had called severely
lung and heart she out and displayed all evidences
Of early decrepitude, and day in English port
she sold under the hammer and broken up Junk
The young commander left the service and embarked
in commercial enterprise One day meeting cap
itaists in London the of gentleman whom he
presented struck him familiar. 'tDid you not
build vessel Falcon the blockade dur
ing the Wars' he asked.
81 did, sir, most unfortunately
'HThen sir, have to thank you,'' returned the
naval man. smiling, for you laid the foundation of my
third gentleman, sitting by, interrupted.
Then you captured aso,' he said, 'tfor com
manded her her trial rum
The talk began at and from the stories of the
three this story Of the ship has been written is true
(The End)
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