Polk County news-gazette. (Benton, Tenn.) 190?-191?, 1913-09-18

WAR to a musical school. where the
youngster can train his knack u blow
ing tunes on a eOrnet. and Peter 10
teacher who viii improve his inbOrn
craft with the piano keys
Worked as a coboler.
While their talents were developing
Julian was helping feed them By
working as a shoemaker. For seven
years he cobbled and BY the end OF
the seventh he had worked up to
the magnificence of seven rubles
week. which is $3.50. With the con
sent of his mother he saved a little
out OF his income this year creating
a void in the family bill OF fare which
was filled BY charity. Early in June
again with the consent OF his moth
er and the blessings Of his little broth
ers. he took the eight rubles (S4.OO) ne
had distracted and started by tram
for Libau the Russian port OF de-
parture for America.
Julian had never been away from
home before, and his first and last
emotion in Libau was inconsistencies.
He had a few copecks left, but he
spent most of them for post cards TO
send home instead of food. Then he
got work at the docks. first as a porter
and then as ships painter. lie PICK
ed out the Kursk, which was booked
to leave for New York the second
week.
His Chance at Last.
He had painted hundreds OF feet OF
the steel hulTs exterior before he was
summoned one bright day to paint the
railing of the upper deck Then ne
was ordered to decorate the iron plat
ing of the engine room. That order
he regarded as nothing less than an
intimation that he was chosen OF
heaven. For behind the engine room
lay the commissary store room ana De
low 1.-two tiers below, hugging the
furnaces, neighbor TO the stoke mole
was the pitch-dark cavern where
ballast of sand bags and pig iron are
kent. Julian committed the walls OF
that cavern to memory through MS
finger tips during the moments ne
snatched away from painting the en-
CINE room, and he made one stealthy
and profitable visit to the food supply
in the store room.
The morning the kursk sailed ne
Law hidden in an improvised trench
of sand bags, his provisions tucked
| away beneath him, touching the very
| bottom of the Kursk's hull. lie had
| Jagged behind the night before uhno-
ticed as the other laborers rushed TO
get their pay. When the final search
for stowaways was made-as II always
is, on every ship leaving ports ire
ouently by the notwithstanding emil
grant-Julian made cocoon OF MIN
self out of ballast bags II was al
most airless, but it was sight-prooI'
The inspector came, flashed a lantern
above the hidden body and passed on
a step away the man halted. lie
| crouched and picked up beer bottle
full OF drinking water. 1t was Ju'
Hans reserve water supply. betrayed
by the shining nickel of the stopper
The official cast his lantern over the
darkness again, saw nothing, ana
placidly threw the bottle back. F1nai
w. an hour later Julian Grabowsky
was on his way to America.
The joy that came to the boy then
soon died, for the meager draughts OF
air that came through the cracks III
the partition were hot; they smelt OF
the nearby furnace. The heat rose
to so degrees; it passed into the nine
ties. The boy believed he could no.
endure it, yet he did endure II 1ol
three days. On the third he was dls
covered b. the coal passers.
few weeks more of such hardship
would have ended the pale young man
But now he is ready to go to WorH
for the two young geniuses in wilma
and for the old mother who hates
charity, yet must live on 1t'-Ne"
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