The Evening statesman. [volume] (Walla Walla, Wash.) 1903-1910, 1905-08-19

tering teeth. :,
Likely" retorted the commanded.
Hes sure. That man has an eye up
on every hair in every head in the uni
verse. He has an ear glued to every
seyhole. Blest if 1 don't believe mes
got a thought detectOr at work that
registers for his use every m1nutest
little notion that even occurs to you
and me and everybody else. He's got
a camera obscura in the top of his IN
tellectual dome that keeps tap on the
actions of every man, woman ana
child in whom he pretends to have any
confidence at all. Likely to find ours
out? Why, man, a mortal being ike
the King, who can tell you m an IN
slant the precise location of every
copper cent, penny, nickel, dime
quarter or i1alf dollar in creation, ev-
ehy pound, penny or shilling and farth-
ing in circulation, every kopeck, yen.
franc, lire or mark, with the date or
issue. that ever was, to say nothing OF
greenbacks and shinplasters, by mere
feat of memory, can find out any darn
thing he wants to in jiffy. l don't
even think criticism of anything, he
does, much less speak it. and I'd ad-
wise you to be equally careful
A commotion at this moment put
an end to this Illuminating discourse
on the powers of the king they served.
whats up now?" demanded he OF
the blue eyes.
please. sir" said one of the crew,
we've discovered three human beings
in the wreckage, and they're Begin
to be taken in out Of the wet"
They're alive?' cried the COM
mander.
Just little, sir" replied the said
or. Just enough to beg to be let
in"
Its against the rults; tell 'em to
get out" returned the commander.
We can't take any more chances sucn
as we took with the Tom-Tom. Dead
men write no magazine articles"
The sailor touched his hat and de-
parted, while the commander fixed his
blue eyes on Jimmieboy. 1t again
flashed red as he repeated the words:
Dead men write no magazine ar
ticles."
1T was Jimmieboy's turn to shudder,
and he must have turned very pale,
for the commander noticed it.
"You-ah-don't write for the mag
azines, do your" the commander went
on.
mo, sir, and hope 1 never shall"
chartered JimmiebOy.
Good boy. It's safer to smoke in
powder magazine than write articles
for a monthly magazine in these days
of good King John, my lad. AS long
as you remember that you need have
no fear" said the commander, his
kindly look returning and mis- lips
parting to chant the measures OF
abide With Me, Fast Falls the EV-
entide."
Everything in sight having been
gathered up, the submarine was now
turned shOreward, and twenty MIN
utes later, laden with the spOlls OF
the sea, the vessel emerged from the
golden sands once more, and under
the direction of the commander and
his assistant. James, the booty was
classified and enumerated down to
the last object. To Jimmieboy it SEEM
ed a nice haul, amounting to many
millions in coin and much else In the
way of stocks, bonds and other things
of great value, but the commander
seemed to be annoyed that it was not
greater.
"Paltry sixty-seven millions odd,' he
growled. I'm afraid this work won't
satisfy the king, James,
"Taint our fault" returned James.
We've got all there was, and that
was his instructions in general order
No. 1913"
That's true enough" said the COM
mander, "but you know King John. II
you tell him there wasn't any more
he'll ask you why you didn't make
more. But 1 don't care. You're the
banker of this enterprise and its up 10
you to take him the report of new buS-
mess. Better slip along with 1t now
and see what he says. I'll wait mere
with the crew till you get back
There may be a few more wrecks
come in, and in view of that measly
little haul we'd better be ready for
EN-"
So James, with the tally sheet OF the
wreckage made report to the
king, while the commander telling TIE
crew to go off for their luncheon, sat
down alongside Of Jimmleboy anu
chatted pleasantly for long time
He told Jimmieboy the story of Jonah
and the whale, of Ananias, and how
Moses helped the children of Israel out
of Egypt, and taught him lot OF
beautiful scripture texts which the
boy had never learned before. linen
he sang him a lot Of lovely hymns
and altogether made the little lad
feel not as if he were in the company
of a fierce commander of wrecklng
submarine but with a high-mlnded'
devout Sunday school teacher.
"Our mission" said the commander
lis not to drag down, my boy, but TO
lift. Lift everything in sight. Dod-
gus-that's my name, sOn-'lift every
thing in sight, Dodgus,' the king once
said to me. No matter how inslgnln-
cant a thing may be, lift it. In that
way alone can wd conduct ourselves
and our work on lofty plane.
TITS good advice" said Jimmleboy.
Eyes, we have found it very help
full in our work among the people,
said Commander Dodgus. And just
then, James, the assistant, came run
ming breathlessly back.
We've got to go out again Dodgus,