The Marion daily mirror. (Marion, Ohio) 1892-1912, 1908-08-22
Tiberius Smith
HE LEADS TO VICTORY
Copyright. by Joseph B. BOwlssJ
HE LEADS TO VICTORY

we're bobbng about off Champerico
it began to blow up a regular hummer.
The captain wanted to land us there.
but Tib said San Jose or zero and on
we rolled. was sorry and so were
the others; for the storm now became
a hurricane and the captain decided
he couldn't make San Jose, as that
port had no harbor, but is simply an
open roadstead. believe we were
70 luff, or to loaf, in the ofiing, or
thereabouts, and then beat in when
the wind went down. But we didn't.
Instead we doomed right by I'm the
night. and after a miserable ten hours
found ourselves in Arcate, small
town that would make sewing ma
chine feel homesick.
"Arcate is made up of dozen wood
en- houses. built down close to the
beach, and one street running hack
about FIVE blocks from the shore.
Along this artery of travel are
handful of native huts of bamboo
sticks, coveted with leaves of the CO.
coanut ralm. while in the 7nvirons Of
tha burg poisonous pools VI stagnant
water I'll the air with masma, steam
Ing thickly In the G0.degree heat.
Mazic Adams crept down TO the bag.
gage deck ana wept bitterly.
"~Cheer up. little one encouraged
Tibcrius. sootnrnsly Fec every tear
now shed you shall have piece of ice
TO wear, on those fairy fingers
But as II the heavy atmosphere
aad sckening odors were not enough,
the tin boiler in our little craft blew
up near daybreak, and we were forced
To go ashore in our nightclothes,
{ where we shiycrcd in rugs and old
sails until the broiled sun relieved the
situation To our JOY we found all of
our stage trunks had been saved, but
our everyday finery was naught
"Get busy cried Tiberlus, in his
merry bass. Unpack the trunks and
, slip into the calico OF Act !. When
we reach Guaty wen have some nice,
new linen suits. Remember, children,
I'm all that ever was, multiplied by
two
And that's what we had to do, and
q nicelooking lot we were. Maize
and the other fairies in pink tights
and long, bespangled cloaks didn't go
so bad with the furnishings. but the
pirate, George Hanscom, and /, the
Alpine shepherd, kind of Jared on the
rest OF the furniture. Tbs rotund,
energetic form was encased in a tin
suit of medieval armor, and he swore
| It felt good. BY the time the town
was fairly awake we were all arrayed
in our picnic clothes, and guess they
thought we were sure-enough bunch
of fairies.
while the dusky rabble was en-
| joying us with wonderful eyes, a tall,
thin, mahoganized-skinned man ap-
preached and greeted us in good old
| Anglo.Sax He said he was Alfred
Jones, more commonly known on the
coast as Banana Jones He had lived
in the country for Is years and was
too lazy to leave 1t, He informed us
he could talk any lingo between Pur-
gatory and Guatemala City. and Tib
at once hired him as ticket seller.
Tib himself threw fine cluster OF
Spanish having toured circus
| through South America once on a
| time, But he was shy on dialects.
$50 Banana Jones was delegated TO
scout for some dlllgences, and he said
he would, once he was able to tear his
| eyes from Maize, and was just explain.
| ing that he hadn't seen white WON.
an for ten years, when 80 tatterdemal-
ions, armed with ancient guns and
large accumulation Of realty on their
hands and bare feet, came bowling
down the lane.
Il forgot said Banana Jones, sim
| ply, there's bit OF revolution on,
| and the insurrectionists hold the town.
They are expecting a president from
Frisco The iunta was to send them
down regular fire.eater this week
That's me- cried Tib I'm on!
I'm the president! | go a mile in less
than nothing, ! never did start a
game but what something good turned
up unexpectedly, Tell 'em I'm their
| feudal lord
"'Well, I'll be blasted gasped
Banana Jones Then he added; DO
get all the banana privileges be.
| tween here and Sonsonate?
lyon certainly do answered IL
berlus, drawing his tin rapler and
| lolting his helmet into a jaunty po'
/ sition,
Jones ran towards the mob and be-