Los Angeles herald., 1907-07-21

Wnlle ne gave SuCu SurBiCdl heiP "
the men as the medicine chest afforded.
We all respected our passenger after
that fight, and 1 learned to like him.
Coming on the land to make Punta
Arenas he seemed to be nervous and
asked me concerning the laws there
Then for the first time 1t dawned on
me we had fugitive on board. He
felt had fathomed his secret and
sought to enlist my sympathies. told
him of the extradition law as knew it,
and the fact that the regular steamer
which left San Francisco after we ala
was due in Punta Arenas some DAYS
ago and he showed nervousness. we
rugged him out in seamans togs, belt
and knife and all, and when the cap
tain of the post boarded us the skipper
took good care that none of the men
got his ear.
I'm two days we were at sea again
bound for Callao, Peru, and our pas
senger resumed his wonted good ma
ture. When coming on the line the
men who had by this time got over the
fracas with the passenger, decided they
would have Neptune shave him, as he
had never crossed the equator. To our
surprise he took kindly to the arrange
ment and all the horse play known to
deep water men on such an occasion ne
seemed to enjoy.
"The final touch of the shave calls for
the victim to hold tin speaking trum-
pet to his mouth and give three cheers
for Father Neptune, during which a
bucket of salt water is poured into the
trumpet and the victim nearly stran-
gled. The man who did the water
pouring hating the passenger for the
previous fight, took up the cooks slop
bucket from the galley door, and before
1 could stop him poured its filthy con-
tents in the trumpet.
Tearing the canvas bandages from his
eyes, wild with wrath. he cried: I can
whip the man who did that" The man
was a huge, lapky 'Canuck who had been
in the lumber business out of Montreal
for years, and with an oath he yelled:
I'm yer man., and squared away.
1.-The skipper the men and myself fell
back as if by common consent, and both
men rushed together. The passenger,
cool and determined parried the giant
lunges of the sailor till his chance open
ing came, and then sent in blow to the
chin that felled the sailor like an OK
struck with an ak. The sailor moaned
and rolled, but could not arise, and we
had to carry him to the forecastle, where
we found his Jaw broken and his ribs
hurt by contact with a ring-bolt in his
fall.
'Our passenger was quiet and gentle
manly throughout the voyage, and often
lent hand in mast-heading a topsail or
in working ship One night. just before
we made our landfall, he questioned me
regarding Peru and seemed glad that the |
voyage was ending.
I'VE made Callao bay in due time, and |
I went ashore with him. When we were |
at the mole and he was about to leave
said to him: What is your name" He |
shook my hand and answered: When |
you return here just ask for a fellow |
named Mclaughlin He had only what |
he stood in for clothing, but doubtless had |
money
'I soon forgot all about our passenger
in the days that followed, and never
thought of him again till some three
years after, when I was in Callao and
went up to Lima to see the sights. Harry
Meigs, of great financial fame in San
Francisco, was then the railroad king of
Peru, and was building his road up the
Andes. He had many Americans and
Englishmen In his force and they all
seemed to be in town that night.
when a man has been on deep water |
for several weeks very little liquor goes |
to his head, and the 'Hennessey' l drank |
soon quieted my wits 1t was in large |
saloon, such as are common there, and a |
great crowd of drinking men of all ma
tionalities was present. At some stage of |
the dolngs an Englishman sang God Save |
the Queen to piano accompaniment and |
the roars of applause that followed net |
tied me.
'I was a good tenor singer and went |
forward to sing for our crowd. I did not |
know that had no crowd. My favorlte |
song was The Sword of Bunker HILL
and 1 just riz the roof The lime |
ULCERS got wild, and before I could help |
myself l was knocked down and walked |
on by a dozen men.
But there was a friend for me in court !
I did not expect. Yelling with stentor's |
voice, fighting, single-handed through a
wall of angry men, tossing them away as |
he progressed, the proprietor worked to |
me, and picked me up Supporting me in
his left arm, he drew a pistol with his |
right and covering the crowd, drove them
from the place.
when 1 recovered sufficiently to speak |
asked of my benefactor: Who are you,
anyway
Oh said he, I am an old shipmate of
yours and my name is Mclaughlin
IT cannot swear it was Tip McLaugh- |
lin, but all to whom told the story agree |
1t was the real Tip at least in his |
prowess, If not In his person"
To the present day the people do not
know what became of Tip Mclaughlin, |
nor how he got away, but have long felt |
tha forepOiDO story ta11e hoft fo1ac