Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1908-04-30
Earl Derr Biggers

"Your wife cant follow you here" says, IAN
cant listen to this commotion much longer an stay
in my right mind. Why not stop an put these women
ashore in boat. They can walk back to Grimport
before midnight"
George said it the best plan an he told the
ladies AS he was llnn' up the weepin' crowd
ready to lower em into the ships boat his generosity
came to the front again.
"I'vc caused You Inconvenience, ladies' he
says. mo. you can't deny t-dont try. So I'm goln
to make each O. you nice little present With
each lady put ashore goes o our atest-mode
light-runnn' scwn'- machines. When I'm far away
an III be as far away as can get, you can bet on
that" he says, thinkin' O his wife, you look
at the machines an remember George Barber, the
that carried you away by accident"
"Cut 1t out" says the butchers wife; cts gcttln
late"
So the crew put EN- ashore in the boat. an fol-
lowed EN- with five best machines. They
made pretty picture standin' the sand, each
beside SEWN machine an Interim female curses
on Georges head. We steamed away an George
said 1t almost broke his heart to leave EN- But
reminded him O. his wife, an he comforted.
We'd gone about quarter O. mile when George
came rushin to mo. glass in his hand. Peter" no
says, bad lucl; don't come single. They've got
now my amt George Barber"
who's got us?" asked, "the ladies'"
THE law Whispers George in hoarse tones, 1.-The
law" An he points with shakin finger toward a
revenue cutter spcedin along through the dusk blow
ing bushels O. smoke from its tunnels, an THROWN
its searchlight, like evil eye the waters
tits been nothin but trouble, trouble" says George
sadly, lever since took charge o. these blamed
chimes. An it's six years hard labor fer us all"
He fell over machine, an instead O. swearin stops
to think. "Theys way out" he says, excited aike
"they's way to yet" An he picks up
machine an throws it overheard. Call the crew."
he shouts; this is the only way" We all got to
work. not reshng Georges picture O. prison stripes,
an pretty we'd thrown hundred and
twelve perfectly good sewin' machines into the deep
blue sea.
The cutter comes an nearer George linda
It harder an harder to breathe Then she turns her
light on US fer second-just a contemptuous glance
in passin'-an' flashes by.
Georges face sight to see, in the dusk
They never stopped he says softly; they never
stopped"
That's clear" says I; "they went by"
Fifty thousand dollars worth O. gewn machines, -
he murmurs thrown to the nermaids"
ITS shame" says l. "but the mermaids need"
"A third o the money mine, he goes on AN a ex-
citable general waitn' in South America fer his
share"
whats the answer" | says.
We steamed on southwark, sad lot. I asked ID
be put ashore here at New York, an George GaTe in
against his will When I said rood-by he told me
his plan. He goin' to show the general the
newspaper clippings about how the rolcc was on
our track. The story of our brave faht, os have
thought it out" says George sis touchin' one. Fo.
hundred miles we raced the fastest cutter
in America. Brought to bay at last. were torcet
to throw overheard treasure, in order to saw
our lives. All is lost, NY dear general save hoao
IN the yacht
II hope he'll be good to YOU" says. "as Cocl .
you deserve. Good-by Goodby, George. hate Il