Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-03-22

Allel>on could ever have fallen to his
present estate. for he displayed an
amount of energy, endurance ana IN
| itiative during this mountaineering voy
age that was amazing. He himself as
cribed his virtue to want of opportunity
to practice anything else, but this was
obviously too modest an explanation.
Perhaps blood always tells. At any rate,
Allerton took unquestioned rank as sec
| ond in command over the heads of two
men whose technical knowledge and
physical strength far exceeded his own.
But in his hours of ease-few enough now
| he was as easygoing and fiippant and
casual as ever.
| walsh in a sense was the weakest OF
the quartet. He was a capable engineer
and an honest man, but he lacked the
devil-may care nonehalance OF the other
three for he had wife and eight chill
house, and a fact like that gives a man
distaste for adventure. He was DIS
appointed man. too. He had held a chief
| engineers ticket for seven years. but
| he had never held a chief engineers billet.
He could never AFFORD to knock off work
and wait until the right berth should
come his wayne must always take the
| first that offered: for fear that the tale
Of boots and bread in Limehouse should
diminish. As. crowning stroke OF Ill
luck, he had been paid off from his last
job because his ship had collided with
New York lighter and been compelled to
go into dry dock for three months; and
| by shipping in the Orinoco lie was barely
doing more than work his passage home
His ten-year-old dream Of delivering Mrs
Walsh from her washtub for all time
| and exalting her from the res angustae
of Teak street. Limehouse. to social en-
| vironment reserved exclusively for the
| wives of chief engineers, seemed as fai
from fulfllment as ever. Still, he main;
tained a stiff upper lip and Kept his
| watch like man, which is more than
| most of us would have done under the
circumstances.
But it was Goble who interested Hughie
most. In the long night watches. as they
swung the heavy fire shOvels In the stoke.
hold, or heaved the ever-accumulating
clinkers over the side, or took turn and
turn about to gulp tepid water out of a
sooty bucket, or met over collation. OF
coffee and ships biscuit-the supper OF
one and the breakfast OF the othef-in the
galley. Goble would let fall dry, pawky
reflections on life In general with auto
biographical illustrations, which enabled
Hughie to piece together fairly com
Iprehensive idea Of his companions previ
lOus existence.
John Alexander Goble had played man.
parts I'm his time, like most Migrants. HI
Renfrewshire and had lost his father
early, that devoted upholder of proprie
tary rights having been shot through th'
head in a poaching ARRAY. After THU
cAtAStrOpne the WIDOW, VINO Hau openly
pinned for her native Glasgow during tht
whole OF her husbands lifetime, had re
turned to that municipal paradise; ana
the ripening youth of John Alexandel
Goble had been passed In a delectable 10
cality known as 1.-The Coocaddens," tt
which he could never refer without {
CLEAN of tender "reminiscences in his eyes
Why John Alexander had ever desertet
this Eden Hughie could never rightly as
lcertain. His references to that particular
epoch in his career were invariably oh
scure; but since he darkly observed OF
one occasion that "weemen can max &
gowk o. the best man leevin'." Hugh.
gathered that Mr.. Coolies present cours,
Of life owed its origin to a tender bu
unsatisfactory episode in the dim ant
distant days Of his hot youth
After that" John would continue. ell
lipticaily. II went tae Motherwell. D. "
ken Motherwell? A grand place! Miles
and miles OF blast furnaces. and the SKI
lit up day and NIGHT, like the Last Judg
ment. did q wheen odd Jobs there
Whites would hurl a trolley WI coke
whites would sort coal WI some lassies
and ut last got job as q molder."
whats that?'' inquired the ever-re
ceptive Hughie.
CTo be continued tomorrow