Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1908-11-15
Sullivan Is Humorous.

Sullivan Is Humorous.
The experiences of Capt. Sullivan. the
genia! blue-coated official who watches
owe" the destinies of the second precinct
appeal strongly to his sense of humor.
Il suppose" said Capt Sullivan, that
yod are looking for a tale reeking with
blood and thunder. Maybe you'd like to
have me tell you about the time !, single
harded and armed only with trust V
blackjack. put TO rout six murderous viii
ldinS and saved the life of the beautiful
daughter of a multi-mi.lionaire. I'd like
10 ten you such d story. | would too
were it not for the fact that I'm a truth
full man-yeS, | can prove it-and there
hasn't been any such occurrences in my
not neventful, yet rather evenly bal
anced life.
Blame it ON the Irish that's in me- if
you will, but. nevertheless. believe me
when | tell YOU that the only Incidents
which have ever retained a place in my
memory have been those of humorous
character | forget the unplea SAINT side
L only remember the funny things.
III happened back in 1855. when | was
Il member of the United States Marine
Corps. [ was stationed a the navy yard
III Philadelphia when Gen. LaSpuri, u lit
tie citizen OF the republic of Colombia, an
nexed the not uncommon South American
idea that he would make a far better
president that the one then in office Ac-
cOrdingly he started a revolution. He
gathered few hundred followers and
succeeded in making things hum to such
ali extent that he got all puffed up. and
decided to put stop to all railway traffic
in his section OF the country. This brought
the United States into the embodiment
for we had a treaty, which was signed
in 1893 according to the terms of which
this government guaranteed an uninter-
rupted passage across the Isthmus of
Panama.
Several warships were ordered to the
scene to put a stop to the generals
depredations. and among those present
in the various crews was your humble
servant, occupying a proud position on
the Tennessee, at that time the flagship
OF the North Atlantic squadron.
we landed at Panama. there to be
greeted by troops of government SOL
diers-and III never forget the sight. Your
comic opera militia can't compare with
that aggregation for wierdneSs of get-Irp
TO begin at the bottom they We're every
man of them barefooted. All wore very
baggy trousers of a very flaring red, and
very small and ught-ftting Jackets the
color of which was beautiful PrusSian
blue. These wonderful two piece uni
forms were topped with little dinky straw
hats. decorated with bright green bands.
Nice modest and quiet eh?
We'll, we lined up. and stood at
Present arms as they filed by in march,
ing order Our band played the Star
Spangled Banner theirs played their ma
tional anthem. and it was a gala day
The day passed peaceably enough. and
finally we turned in for the night. 1t
was hot as baZes. but it was damp and
murky and the mosquitoes We're as large
as cows. Consequently we had all been
furnished with rubber blankets. in which
we were glad enough to curl ourselves
and WOO the goddess of sleep.
Pacing outside our warehouse bar
racks was a sentry named Blumer. You
might guess from his name that he was
German. and he was. But he was diff
ferent from most of his race. Instead