Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1911-09-01

He greeted me with
heartiness, and 1 thought I saw some
thing in his eye that ought to be di-
vulged. Sometimes, when Clancy has
returned from his voyages into the in
formal and the egregious, he can be
persuaded to oral construction. Now
[ thought I saw in him symptoms of
voluntary discourse, so I hastily con-
yoyed him to a little cafe nearby,
where fan 9buzzed, mitigating the
torrid sultriness of the New Orleans
summer
TITS very near the tropics, this
weather today" said Clancy-apropo
i thought-of the season. But, it
appeared, it had more to do with his
story. I nodded confirmatorily.
"'Tis elegant weather." continued
Clancy, 'for filibusterin' IT'S what I've
been dOin' for two months past, strug
Gin to liberate foreign people from
4 tyrant's clutch. Twas hard work.
lis strainin' to the back and grows
corns on your hands"
go" / said, you've turned soldier
of fortune in earnest. hope you made
it pay. To what country did you lend
your aid?"
where's Kamchatka?" asked Clan
cy, irreleyantly, I thought.
why, off Siberia, up in the Arctic
regions, I believe 1 answered, some
what doubtfully.
II thought that was the cold one,'
said Clancy, with a nod. I'm always
gettin' the two names mixed. Twas
Guatemala, then-the hot one-I've
been filibusterin' with. Yell find that
country on the map. 'Tis in the dis
trict known as the tropics. BY the
foresight of Providence, it lies on the
coast so the geography man could run
the names of the towns off into the
water They're an inch long, small
type, composed Of Spanish dialects,
and, tits my opinion of the same sys-
tenn of syntax that blew UP the Maine.
Yes, twas that country 1 sailed
against, single-handed, and endeavored
to liberate it from a tyrannical gov
eminent with a single-barreled pickax,
unloaded at that. Ye don't under
stand, of course. TITS a statement de-
IudnuIu duu dpOLOSlSSs
"'Twas one morning about the first
of June; 1 was standin' down on the
wharf, lookin' about at the ships in
the river. There was little steamer
moored right opposite me that seemed
about ready to sail. The tunnels Of it
were THROWN out smoke, and gang
of roustabouts were carryin' aboard
pile of boxes that was stacked up on
the wharf The boxes were about two
feet square, and somethin' like four
feet long, and they seemed to be pref
ty heavy.
I II walked over, careless, to the stack
of boxes. I saw one of them had ben
broken in handlin' Twas curiosity
made me pull up the loose top and
look inside. The box was packed full
of Winchester rifles. so, So, says |
to myself; somebody's gettin' twist
on the neutrality laws. Somebody's
adm with munitions of war. / won
der where the popguns are goin'.'
| 81 heard somebody cough, and I
turned around. There stood a little,
round, fat man with brown face and
white clothes, misunderstanding lit
tie man, with a four-karat diamond on
his finger and his eye full of interro-
cations and respects. judged he was
a kind of foreigner-maybe from Rus
STA or Japan or the archipelagoes.
"'Hist!' says the round man, full of
concealments and condolences. Will
the senior respect the discoveryments
ne has made, that the mans on the
ship shall not be acquaint? The senior
will be gentleman that shall not ex.
pose one thing that by accident occur
: "'Monseer,' says for judged him
TO be a kind of Frenchman, that as
sortment of foreigners being doomed
by nature tc politeness and dialects
,sreceiye my most exasperated assur-
ances that your secret is safe with
James Clancy. Furthermore, will go
so far as to remark, Veev la Liberty
veev it good and strong. Whenever
YOU hear of a Clancy obstructin' the
adjustment of existin' governments
you may notify me by return mall
"sThe senior is good says the dark,
fat man, smilin' under his black mus
ship and drink of wine glass?'
''Bein' a Clancy, in two minutes me
and the foreign man were seated at a
table in the cabin of the steamer with
a bottle between us. / could hear the
heavy boxes bein' dumped into the
hold. judged that cargo must consist
of at least 1000 Winchesters.
"sYou roin' to stir things IN in your
country, amt you, monseer?' says I,
with a wink to let him know I was
on.
"'Yes, yes says the little man,
pounding his fist on the table. "A
change of the greatest will occur. Too
tong have the people been oppressed
with the promises and the never-to-
happen things to become. The great
work it shall be carry on. Yes. Our