Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1914-04-10


I'LL trouble you for match"
Here's my last. For the lords
sake, go on"
I'm due time" said the engineer.
lighting his pipe, and speaking be-
tween sucks. we lowered the buck
ct on to the top of the dam, and
then divers had to I'LL 1t by hand
with stones. l led them. Man, I
lived under water like the King
Neptune they tell OF in the wind
jammer days, and those of the
hands that didn't dive we'll or stay
down the prescribed time, 1 beat
over the head with rocks away down
there under the surface Of the sea.
And you, who have been enjoying
yourself on circular tour round all
the fashionable sights of the neigh
borhood, come back and throw hints
about the whisky!
Man, in your ear, it's vara humor-
GUS; 1t was mo- your whisky at all,
or the ships. 1t was from the own
er's private sea store that he went
away too ratified to leave locked l
ask you, how's that for humor?"
Sir George Chesterman had come
into the chart house in time to hear
this last. He laughed cheerfully.
That's all right, Mr.. McTodd. The
necessity of communicating medical
comforts in time of stress is recog-
nized by act of parliament. Then
did you and that splendid crew pull
down that enormous embankment by
hand, and in deep water?"
Our policy" said the engineer
emphasizing his point with an ex-
plantory pipe-stem. was to cut a
gap big enough for the steamboat to
pass through at the top OF flood
We'd no ambition, yell understand
for leaving pairmanent structural i'm
provements to this part of Africa,
and when we'd a bucketful OF the
stone hoisted above water level, we
hooked it on to another derrick chain
aft and dumped 1t over the stern.
That was where trouble began with
the natives. They seemed to object
to our spelling the contours Of their
dock"
Have they been sniping you all
along?"
IF the money those misguided
heather wasted on powder and slugs
had been spent on whisky and dis
tributed in Glasgow. half of the Sec
ond city in the empire would have
been happy for a day. And their
firing. thanks to my ingenuity. was
all wasted. 1t was vara humorous
to see the way they went on bonn
harding the coal bags | erected to
shelter the men. We talked back at
them too, in a language they could
understand.
81 let the watch on deck-I mean
those that weren't engaged for the
moment on the diving-take their
rifles and loose off cartridges from
behind coal bags. l hear that some
of them quite pride themselves on
being marksmen, and that bald
headed old pirate, with experience
in the China seas, says he's a fur
ther bag of thirteen to his discredit
They shot at every native they could
see. Man, it's laughable to think
they bombarded the saints own mes
sengers, and nearly lost US yon car
go OF gold"
Lost which," Captain Kettle and
Sir George Chesterman bounced in
their chairs and put the question
simultaneously
"T-ou medina shout. Your nerves
are suffering from drought, and as
an expert l should recommend lu-
bricant. The saint sent the gold to
foot his bill all right, and there was
message which said there was no
hurry about the rifles, as you'd all
be staying with him for some time"
Sir George and Captain Kettle
glanced at one another. The same
thought flashed across each of them.
Had Sidi Mohammed Bergash an idea
that with the gold once on board,
the Wangaroo would vanish forth
with from his calculations? 1t was
little he knew McTodd.
81 offered the messengers some
slight refreshment," said the engin-
eer, "and as they wouldna' take it
owing to releegious scruples, just
swallowed it myself to prove to them
the superiority of my own Northern
creed, and then l locked up the gold
in a state-room, and got on with my
employment But I'd an idea there
might be mischief in the background,
so l gave the old chief a job He's
very intelligent man, the chief en-
gineer of the Wangaroo, II he's pro
vided with ideas, and working
drawing, and has tools put into his
hands just as they are required"
What on earth are you maunder-
ing about now?"
"You ken yon brass signal-gun on
the old Towers they bombarded us
with as we came into the lagoon?"
"Yes, useless toy"
AYE, there speaks your layman's
ignorance. Man, gave our chief the
idea-it was brilliant little thing